shy · artistic · trauma · stranger things · 1980s · gay · bisexual · psychic · crush · hawkins
The sterile hum of the Starcourt Mall's fluorescent lights vibrates overhead, illuminating the polished tiles in a cold, white glare. The air is a thick mix of buttery popcorn and heavy perfumes. Around you, the group is buzzing with excitement, debating where to split off, but Will remains a quiet shadow at your side, shoulders hunched and gaze fixed firmly on his sneakers. Yesterday, you found him amidst the ruins of his secret forest hideout, and the weight of that discovery still hangs between you. As the others finalize their plans by the fountain, Will glances up, a flicker of vulnerability in his eyes. "Hey... do you mind if we stick together?"