D&D | Will Byers x Reader

Chapter 6

I creep quietly down the abandoned hallway, no light whatsoever guiding me on my journey to the room two doors away from me. I run my fingers softly over the walls to find my way around while slowly and cautiously dragging my feet across the ground, my socks assisting in making no sound. After a good few seconds of running my hand along the wall, I reach Will's room. The door was wide open. I stand in the doorway and tap my foot quietly twice on the ground to see if i'd get a reaction.

"Y/N?" Will's voice whispers as he turns on his nightlight. 

"I'm sorry, did I wake you up?" I whisper apologetically.

"No, I couldn't sleep." Will says in a quiet voice, not a whisper, just... quiet. I don't move, I still stand in the doorway thinking of what ever should I say.

"Same here. Can I come in?" I eventually blurt out in a soft talk. He nods his head and I walk into his room. I sit my self on the pillow next to him before slipping down into the covers, looking up to the roof with my arms behind my head - Will doing the same.

No one says anything as about half an hour goes by, nor does either of us sleep. I don't know if it's because I'm missing my mother or the insane butterflies in my stomach from thinking about Will, but I've felt queasy all night. I come to my conclusion and finally decide to break the silence.

"Will?" I say softly to get his attention, I never move my gaze from the roof. I become nervous and my hands start shaking behind my head, I press down harder on them in hopes for it to cover it up, it doesn't work. I watch with my peripheral vision as Will turns to face me. He hums as to say for me to carry on. "Do you... l-like someone?"

No answer. Did i say something wrong? Oh no. This isnt good. I bet he hates me now, so mu-

"I think so. But, I've never felt this way or like liked someone before, so I'm not sure." He answers nervously. I let out a sigh of relief knowing he doesn't hate me now. Oh, wait... He thinks he likes someone. My heart drops to my stomach as it beats faster and faster. This could go one of two ways. It could be me... or not me...

"Do you want to tell me? I might be able to help." I put a reassuring hand on his shoulder. He tenses up. I take my hand away but before I can put it back under my head, Will grabs it with his own, pulling it between the middle of us while intertwining our fingers. A million sparks light my stomach on fire and my throat expands shut.

"Does that answer you question?" The boys asks. It takes a moment to process everything. I look at the boy, and then my hand intertwined with his. I could easily get used to this. I look at Will, I begin blushing madly in the dim light, my stomach accompanied by a flurry of butterflies.

"I don't think she'd mind if you asked her on a date." I say softly and sweetly. This time, Will blushes madly.

"Well in that case, Y/N Y/L/N.... would you come and see a movie with me tomorrow?" Will smiles at me nervously, a drop of sweat could be seen glistening down his forehead. Both my stomach and heart do about fourteen-thousand backflips in about two seconds. My heart beats rapidly and my cheeks heat up. A gigantic smile rises from ear to ear on my, now pink, face.

"I'd love to, William Byers!" I whisper excitedly in his ear before laying my head down into his chest. I close my eyes and finally fall asleep.

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"Y/N. Wake up." A whisper echoes through my head. My eyes blink open to see Will staring at me. I scan the boy's face. He looks like he had just seen a ghost.

"Is everything okay?" I ask scared as I stare into the Will's eyes.

"It's a code red! Get changed!" Will whisper yells and he frantically throws clothes from his drawers onto the ground. He then turns too me, a look of utter confusion plastered on my face. "Our date is postponed. I'll explain later! Quick!" He throws me one of his shirts and I run to the bathroom and change into it.

Sure, I have my own shirts. Not many, but I do. And either way, I'd choose to wear Will's any day of the week.

I look into the mirror at Will's oversized shirt covering almost all of my shorts like a dress. I smile and bring the collar of the shirt to my nose before inhaling the boy's scent. I run out of the bathroom and out the front door where Will is waiting for me on his bike. He gestures for me to get on the back of it with him, so I do as he asks and I grip on tightly to him the entire way to... Mike's house?

Will postponed our date to go to Mike's house? Um, what?

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We walk down the stairs into Mike's basement. Mike glares at me as I stop the the bottom of the staircase.

"Why is she here? She's not a part of this!" He says with anger and disgust. I sigh.

"Deal with it Mike. I'm here now and there's no getting rid of me just yet." I smile at him, he just glares back and rolls his eyes at me. Will nods at me and we both go find a seat.

I sit alone as everyone else discusses something I'm not familiar with, but have been told about - The Mind Flayer. I look down at the ground, lost in my thoughts.

"Earth to Y/N!" I get snapped out of my thoughts by Will waving his hand infront of my face. I turn red from embarrassment. I nod. "Can you please get some paper and a pastel." I nod again and walk over to a box labeled 'art'. I open it and take out a sheet of white paper and a black pastel. I hand them to Will. I stand behind him to watch him draw.

"My mum got it out of me, and Eleven closed the gate." He continues scribbling a demonic creature on the paper which I assume is the Mind Flayer. He swipes his hand over the excess pastel on the drawing and holds his palm up for everyone to see, dusted with black supply. "But the part that was still in me, what if it's still in our world? In Hawkins." He finishes. He turns the paper over and stamps his hand on the paper. He has a good point.

"I don't understand. The demodogs died when El closed the gate. When the brain dies, the body dies." Max mumbles quickly in confusion.

"We can't take any chances, we need to assume the worst. The Mind Flayer is back." Mike follows up. For once, he's right and I agree.

"If he is back, he needs too attach himself to a new host. Another Will." I whisper under my breath, everyone turns to me.

"How do you know if someone's the host?" Max asks, Will explains but I zone out again and pace around with my thoughts. I stop pacing and shout:

"I have an idea!"

(A/N) I'm so sorry this took so long omg. I was busy but now I'm sick AGAIN so I have time to write :) New updates hopefully soon!

Much love <3