It's finally over

Realization

Elevens pov
(Takes place before Mike and El go back downstairs.)

I hear the faint arguments of Mike and Nancy, I remember thinking at first that they really hate each other but Jonathan just explained to me that that's normal for siblings. I asked him 'why don't me and Will do that?' He just responded with 'that's different' with a smile on his face. 'How?' Jonathan really seemed to think about what he says before he replied 'you and Will just have a different bond.' I remember thinking about his words carefully..a different bond.

My head leaves the memory as I spot Mikes room, feeling a sudden urge to go inside. It's not like I'd go through any of his things... I open the door carefully so that no one will hear.

The room looks quite different, he now has a double bed. There's also a bunch of really weird..dragon posters? I'll have to ask Mike about that later, I thought. Other than the posters I see a couple of papers with drawings on them, the art style looks really familiar.

The rest of the room just has normal 'Mike' things and I begin to leave.
But something catches my eye.

I see a black binder just peaking out from under Mikes bed.

I said I won't go through any of his things and i won't. I won't.
Of course, curiosity gets the best of me.

I go towards his bed and kneel down to get the binder. It's really dusty meaning he hasn't touched it in a while. I open it, not even bothering to get on the bed, I'm just there kneeling on the floor with the binder on my lap.
I see a tag on it that says 'from Will'. Now I have to look at it.

I open the first page and it's a drawing of a wizard throwing a..big orange thing? I flip to the next page and see a big vibrant purple dragon, and what looks like a warrior drawing its sword at it. I remember when Mike was telling me about what dragons were. They sound interesting. I flip to the next page, intrigued, and see a wizard with another one of those big circular things but now it's green. I think I like the green ones better.

My fingers trail over the fiery ball and the wizards staff. For some reason I find myself smiling. Smiling at the thought of a child just sitting at a table, letting his imagination take over. But why did he give it to Mike? Maybe I guess Mike just really liked them? I mean who wouldn't.

I hear steps come behind me and quickly turn around.

"Oh! Mike sorry I just got carried away." I say still holding the binder.

"It's fine..wait, is that Wills?"
I look down to the drawing he's pointing at as he begins to walk closer.

"Yeah it's all of the drawings he.. gave you?" I say confused, not knowing the full story.

"Yeah...I guess it is." He says now sitting down, looking as intrigued as I was.
It's like he's totally forgotten about it..i mean it was under his bed...

"Oh I remember this one.." his finger now on the page "I remember he was telling me how he couldn't find an orange crayon for the fire ball and he kept apologizing." He laughs at the thought as he seems to be recalling more of the memory.
I guess that's what the weird circular thing was.

"But..it looks so good?" I say confused.

"Yeah, that's what I kept saying to him.. I remember how I would get so excited with each drawing he gave me, god i really loved them.." he looks down at the drawing, his finger now trailing all over the paper. I don't think he's even talking to me at this point.

He looks so happy looking at them, I forgot how much he cared about Will. Still cares.

"You..you really care about what he gives you." I say to him.
He looks back up as if realizing I'm still here.

"Yeah.. I really do."
He flips to the next page.

"Oh! This is like the painting!" I feel confused again.

"Painting? What painting?" I say to him.

"The painting Will gave me, the one you commissioned."

"Mike..I didn't commission anything." All he does is just stare ahead as if trying to process what is happening.

"But Will said-" He seems to make a realization. One that I'm unaware of.