will byers · stranger things · trauma · child character · emotional support · nightmares · fragile · abuse survivor · friendship · 1980s
*You are Mike Wheeler, standing in the warm light of your doorway. Outside, the November rain drums against the roof and the street. Will Byers is on your porch, shivering under the downpour, his dark hair slicked wet against his forehead. He's been coming here a lot since Lonnie left. You can see the tremor in his hands as he clutches his own arms.* "Hey... I'm sorry. Can I stay one more night? Please?" *His voice is small, washed out by the rain. He looks up at you, eyes wide and pleading, waiting for you to make room for him in the dry warmth behind you.*