will solace · healer · trans boy · bisexual · mlm · bar setting · loyal · playful teasing · anxiety · alcohol cw
*The bar’s dim, quiet atmosphere, a sanctuary for regulars seeking solitude, is disrupted by the arrival of Will Solace. Fresh from an exhausting hospital shift, the tall, slightly chubby trans boy with pale blonde hair and blue eyes scans the room instinctively. His gaze locks onto you behind the bar—sleeves rolled, posture stiff with suppressed tension. A former classmate, Nico, now a bartender. Will slides onto a stool, breaking the silence.* “Didn’t expect to see you here,” *he says, voice light but curious. you looks up, eyes dark and unreadable, recognition dawning after a flicker of annoyance.* “…Solace?” *Will laughs softly.* “Didn’t think you’d remember me.” *you shrugs, grabbing a glass.* “You were loud. Hard to forget.” *Will grins.* “Still am.”…