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Stranger: oh you watch stranger things too

Me: um yeah

Stranger: Chrissy wake up, I don't like this!! haha

Me:

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I want do draw byler but I don't know what to draw

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Me to byler fans:

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Byler fans going crazy over the script

me: this is so entertaining

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“please don’t say you love me”

- byler angst

Mike sat across from Will on the bed, reaching out to hold his hand, bed creaking with every little movement he made. Will felt the hot tears stream down his face, he felt the embarrassment drown him inside. “Will..” Mike looked up at him, his gaze soft and his eyes filled with love.

Will knew he meant well, he knew that Mike simply didn’t know any better. He knew that Mike didn’t know how much he hurt Will every time, he knew that Mike didn’t know how much being the second choice hurt. He just knew Mike, and he knew Mike was too dense to understand.

Will always tried so hard to be polite, he tried so hard to please everyone. Especially towards Mike, which often ended up in him being a doormat on more than one occasion. It wasn’t one of his best traits, and he knew that. He knew that very well, he knew that perfectly when he would cry so hard he would have to cover his mouth at night, he knew that when he would rip up his artwork out of anger and jealousy.

Because of this, he had developed a bad habit of bottling his emotions until they exploded everywhere. Maybe he had learned this from his father, who would scream and yell at Will for “being sensitive” or “acting like a fairy”, or perhaps maybe his mother. He saw how hard she tried to hold it together for him and Jonathan, he would often catch her crying at night in her room. Maybe he was doomed to be like this, doomed to be a doormat.

Will was at his boiling point, seeing Mike across from him acting like he “loved” him just infuriated him. Mike’s stupid soft gaze, his stupid loving eyes, everything about him was stupid. He made Will angry. He couldn’t stand seeing Mike act like he cared about him and his emotions.

Will was done crying, he felt Mike’s hand in his and he felt a slight squeeze. He finally looked up at Mike and that was all it took. He got up from the bed and pulled his hand away from Mike’s harshly.

“What? Will, what’s wrong-“ Mike started, his voice filled with urgency.

Will didn’t say anything, he just looked at Mike’s dumbfounded face.

“Will, you know I-“ Mike couldn’t even finish his sentence.

“No! Don’t say it, don’t you dare say it.” Will walked towards Mike quickly, pointing his finger in Mike’s face. Mike just stared at him, he didn’t know what was happening, he didn’t know what to say.

“Will, I love yo-“ Mike raised his hands towards Will to try and hold his arms, Will only pulled away.

“Don’t say it. Don’t say you love me. I’m tired of this, I’m tired of you acting like you care about me only when El leaves you. I’m tired of waiting for you Mike, I’m done.”

“But, Will..I do love you.” Mike got up from the bed to walk towards Will, in hopes of calming him down and maybe talking some sense into him.

Will couldn’t help it, it hurt him so much to be angry at Mike but he had reached his boiling point. He stopped in his tracks, and turned towards to face him.

“I’m leaving, I’m leaving you behind. I’m tired of this feeling, it’s old and I know that I’ve made up my mind..a-and one day I hope day someone treats you the way you’ve treated me, I hope you feel what I feel.”

Mike didn’t know what to say or what to make of this situation, he has never heard Will say such harsh things to..anyone.

Will had finally gathered his things; including his backpack, his painting, and some spare clothes. He was walking towards the door.

Mike said the only thing he knew that would make Will stay. The three words that would make Will come running to him, cling to him like a lost puppy, and make things right between them until El came back.

“I love you.”

Will stopped in front of the door, clenching his fists in an attempt to hold back all of his tears.

He took a deep breath and turned to face Mike. He examined him up and down, then looking at his face extra long.

“..So?” He said as he stared into Mike’s eyes.

He walked out of that door, only letting his tears come out of his eyes until he was at home.

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Will: I like people with purple hair

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Supportive papa appreciation

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I really wanna see Will's Villain arc in s5

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Trying new art style

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Drawing of the day