Unexpected

Abandoned Houses.

'Same while most are linked to The Under, none are the same.' Ruby says. 

 

"Wow." Is all he says.

 

"We have to go before leave us!" Boris says. 

 

"Alright, you ready?" He turns to Ruby. 'As I'll ever be.' They say. While he wished they had a little more time to heal, they don't and the others need them. 

 

"Will!" Dustin yells, he walks over to them, "yeah?" "We were thinking right?" "That's a first." He jokes and Dustin laughs with him, none of the rest of the party other than Max laughed. "Okay so we were thinking, if there's our bikes here, wouldn't there be cars, cars mean keys, that means we have a fast way to move around town!" "So what you're thinking is that we started ransacking houses for keys and a car?" "I don't like how you phrased it but yes." "Well that's just what you said." He laughs, Max gave him a high five. "Loving the new sarcasm Byers!" She said, he just smiled, "anyways! We need to find keys!" Dustin says. 

 

They walk out in pairs. Dustin said it was better that way. "You think we'll find any here?" He asks "nope." Ruby says. "I wasn't talking to you, I was talking to boris." He mumbled as he crossed his arms. "Maybe, let's check garage if they have car." Boris said, as he opened a side door for them to see, if there was a car. 

 

And there it sat. Beautiful. Red Honda based on the looks was brand new, 1983, at the time. "Woah," was all he said. "Now to just look for keys!" Boris exclaimed.  "Yep, that's not gonna be an easy task will it?" He joked and Boris smiled, "no it won't, but that makes the point when we find them happier солнечный свет." 

 

'Why don't y'all stay looking downstairs and keep guard please' he thought to Ruby, 'sure.'  Was all he needed before he turned to Boris, "why don't we look upstairs for the keys, you know bathroom, nightstand, the works!" He suggests. "Okay!" Boris says before turning to where they previously saw the stairs, 

 

He let Boris go first, and they looked around, "Which one do you think is the parents' bedroom?" He says as he opens up a door for a kids room, "I don't know," Boris shrugged, "maybe this one?" He opened the door to a huge king bed, draped in blankets all folded nicely. His first thought was 'jump in it' which he followed thoroughly, it was soft, softer than you've ever imagined, after sleeping a night in the van, and then the following night on the floor, this was heaven. 

 

"Oh my Gods, this feels amazing" he sighs as he slowly sank, "Boris, come lay with me." "Sure." Boris shrugged, as he then walked up to the bed and layed, "holy shit." Was all he said, and all he needed to say, it was amazing, it was like slowly sinking into a marshmallow. 

 

They sat there for a few minutes. Thoughts digging into his subconscious .

 

"Are you mad at me?" He blurted out.

 

"What?!" He just got in response, "no, no, I am not mad at you! Солнечный свет, where would you get that? In fact it is very different! I'm still wrapping my head about my father, and how he just up and left, a-and your mother is so nice and accepting, I…" he paused, "I dont want to fuck this up, especially not with you, and I feel like one small thing will fuck everything up then you'll leave, just like everyone else, just like… " 

 

"like who?"

 

"Potter. And then this Hell? Not helping very much." He joked. And for once he smiled and it wasn't one of those high or drunk smiles, no it was dopey and small and genuine, like he meant it. 

 

He turned then he brought boris' face closer "Boris, you are not fucking anything up, mom, she already thought of you as another one of her kids, and I'm not planning of leaving any time soon, you are my  borya, it'll take death to take me away" he laughed. And he felt Boris' breath on him, they laid there, staring into each other's eyes, "can I kiss you?" He whispered into the air.

 

No response, he just felt Boris tug on his face. He chuckled, a low rumble against his shut lips. He was then greeted by Boris trying to enter past his lips, which he granted him entry to. Boris, then slowly, without breaking contact, brought his body over Will's. Hands roaming on each other, Boris, had one hand on Will's cheek, rubbing circles and the other on his hip, he held Will closer to his body, feeling his warmth. Something he misses when they are put apart from each other.

 

A small kiss turned into something messier.