lemon boy | ➳ryers

treat you better (ryers)

an: this contains byler but just slightly

warnings: smoking ?

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the cafeteria was always a...'special' place, people talking here and there, all the smell of food mixed together, people being scandalous in general, too much energy wasting, at least that's what the party thought.

the party have been having lunch on the benches outside the high school building that were placed under a leafy tree, it was still part of school property of course.

they thought it was a better option, they could actually relax for twenty minutes before their lunch break was over.

today, the teenagers were already on their usual spot for lunch.

mike, eleven, max and lucas, sitting one in front of the other.

dustin was sick that day so he couldn't attend school and will was left to arrive.

it was a little weird that will was late for lunch, he would usually arrive earlier than everyone, and yet, he was almost ten minutes late, making his friends start to worry.

their worry didn't last long though, they could spot the petite figure walking towards them, even when he was still at the distance, they could see a goofy smile plastered on will's lips, as if he was trying to hide it.

"hey guys" the brunette said while he was approaching the table his friends were at.

he sat down, taking place next to max and lucas while mike and eleven were in front of him, he could notice how their hands were entwined under the table so he looked way and tried to pretend that didn't hurt him at all.

"where were you at?" lucas asked with concern laced on his voice.

"yeah, we got worried" mike said, making everyone turn their gazes to the smaller boy's direction, who started to shrug in place.

before will could say anything, mike spotted some weird marks on the brunette's neck, making him frown.

at first he thought they were bruises, which alarmed him a bit, but then the realization hit him, making him let out a small gasp.

"are those hickeys?!" max asked before mike could even say anything.

then everyone's gazes were on will again, but now with a different look, a look he hoped it wasn't a judgmental one, the last thing he wanted was for his friends to push him aside, but they won't be capable of such thing, would they?

then he was pulled out of his thoughts when his redhead friend let out a chuckle, following by eleven covering her mouth to hide a wide smile.

"what's so fun about it?" will asked trying to hold back an eye roll while he tried to hide the pair of hickeys in his neck with his hands, hickeys he didn't even know were there until just moments ago, he had to be more careful when he-

"who made those?" the curly haired boy asked, completely ignoring his previous question.

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