It was around 7 when they started the movie. Dustin, Lucas, and Steve are on the couch, as Mike, Will, and El are on the floor, while Nancy and Robin sit next to each other on a large chair, a blanket covering them both. As the movie starts, the title screen pops up on the screen, 'Friday The 13th.'
After 20 minutes, the phone rings. Steve groans and gets off the couch. Steve heads to the phone when his eye catches a dark figure in the kitchen, but he ignores it.
He answers the phone, "This is Steve Harrington."
"Is Dustin Henderson there?" An unfamiliar voice asked.
Steve turns his head to the living room, "Yeah, I'll get him for you." Steve puts the phone on his shoulder, blocking out the noise to the caller, "Dustin, someone wants to talk to you!"
Dustin grunts as he stands up, moving across the floor, avoiding stepping on Mike, Will, and El.
Dustin makes it to Steve, grabbing the phone from Steve's hand, "This is Dustin."
"Dustin!" The voice yells joyfully and Dustin realizes it is Wilson, "Hey, my mom said it was fine if I come over. Can your babysitter come to pick me up?"
Dustin nods, "Yeah, I think that'll be fine." Dustin paused, turning away from Steve, "It's also going to be a two-day sleepover. Is it alright if you come over for two days?"
"Yeah, I'm sure that'll be fine." Wilson nods and looks around, "What time will you be here?"
Dustin's voice mumbles something and then says joyfully, "In around 4 minutes- wait, no, sorry, it takes a while to get to your house from here in around 7 minutes."
"Alright!" Wilson smiles, "see you soon!"
Wilson hangs up, grabbing an empty suitcase next to the walk-in closet, filled with boxes.
There's a knock on his door, "Come in." Wilson picks up a box filled with clothes from the closet and puts it on the floor.
His mother comes in, "Is it a sleepover as well?"
Wilson opened the box, "Yeah, for two days." Wilson turned his head to his mother, "Is that okay?"
His mother nodded, "Yeah, of course. I want you to make friends, get outside more!"
Wilson takes out four outfits and a bathing suit. Just in case someone needs clothes or they go into the pool without a bathing suit on.
Wilson folds the outfits and puts them in the suitcase. Putting what he needs in his suitcase as his mother leaves his room.
A few minutes later there's a honk outside and Wilson grabs his suitcase and hurries downstairs.
"Love you, Wilson!" His mother Yells as Wilson runs to the door.
"Love you too!" Wilson smiled at his mother as he opened the door.
Wilson shuts the door to see Steve in the car. He gets out and opens the trunk.
As Wilson moves closer to Steve, Steve grabs his suitcase and puts it in the trunk, "you can hop in the front seat."
Wilson nods and heads to the passenger seat, opening the door and stepping in. Sitting down in the car seat as Steve steps into the driver's seat, he closes his door as Wilson closes his and Steve starts the car.
Steve backs the car up and heads back to his place, "Could I ask you a question?"
Wilson turned his head to Steve, "Yeah."
"What did Dustin mean, 'like you.'" Steve kept his eyes on the road.
"Well- uhh." Wilson covers his face with his hands, "How do I explain this." Wilson removes his hands from his face and looks at Steve, "You know how Robin likes girls." Steve nods, "Well, I like boys."
Steve turned his head to Wilson, "Wh- Sorry- you're gay?"
Wilson chuckles, "Yes, I'm gay."
"I- uh-" Steve turns his hand back to the road, "good for you?" Steve groans, "Sorry, the last time someone came out to me was Robin and we were kinda in a restroom half drugged by Russians."
"That's what Dustin was talking about!" Wilson laughs, "I heard you were acting like you were drunk!"
Steve smiles, "jeez, how much did he tell you?"
"Wellll, I didn't know Eddie but I knew something about you liking girls and boys." Wilson nods, "What else, umm that you beat those weird bat things. You adopted 6 kids-"
"Wait, what?" Steve laughs, "I didn't adopt them, their just "like" My kids."
"Sureee." Wilson rolls his eyes.
Steve asked, "so why did you come back?"
Wilson shrugged, "My father wanted to come back to his home town so here I am!"
"And how did you know Dustin?" Steve looked at Wilson.
Wilson paused, "We used to play DnD but stopped once we didn't know how to play. I met Dustin in first grade, and then in 3rd grade I moved to Oregon."
"Cool." Steve nods, "Welcome back to Hawkins!"
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