“I love him.” ~ Will Byers (Non-Binary!Reader)
Request by anon: Can I have a non binary reader x will byers with prompt number 7 please?
Summary: Will disappears and Y/N doesn’t want to lose him again
Warnings: Will having an episode, like 2 swear words, sorta angsty
Word Count: 1501 (4.1 pages)
A/N: first stranger things imagine! Hope you enjoy, sorry for the wait. Also, thank you everyone for 100 followers and everyone who has helped me by requesting your ideas! I love you!
I ran around the school, looking in every direction I could to see if I could spot the slimy little beast, or as Dustin likes to call it, d'Artanian or Dart for short. The thing always creeped me out since the second Dustin showed it to me, but after what Will confessed to me and Mike, I can't bear knowing that's it's out there somewhere and could hurt more people, including Will.
I've been friends with Will and the party since 1st grade. We've gone to hell and back together in the past year, with Will's disappearance, meeting Eleven, and the whole learning about the Upside Down and the scary monsters and stuff, including the Demogorgon and now Dart. I wish Eleven was here, as at this moment I feel like she would be a great help.
Ever since Will reappeared, he's been acting very strange. He's been saying weird things, having episodes about the Upside Down, and now this whole thing with Dustin's new pet. I do worry about him a lot, especially with my ever growing more-than-friends feeling towards him.
"Y/N? Y/N, do you copy?" Lucas's voice snapped me out of my daze. I look down at the bulky walkie talkie in my hand, I raise it up to my mouth and press the button on the side.
"Yeah I copy, sorry," I apologize, looking up and down the hallways once more before speaking into the machine again. "North is clear, I found nothing."
"Shit," I hear Lucas mumble before the walkie talkie makes a static sound to show he's disconnected. I double check the classroom at the end of the hallway before running up a small flight of stairs and down the hall. As I'm running I hear the static come onto my walkie talkie's radio before hearing Will's quiet voice.
"Guys, I found him," I heard him say. My eyes widen as I click the button to respond.
"Where?" I ask, my legs starting to move faster so I could find Will.
"In the bathroom... by Mr. Salerno's," his voice still quiet and unnerving. I start to run towards the other side of the room as I hear Mike's voice come from the walkie, but my fast heartbeat drowns out any sound. I didn't like the idea of Will being alone with something like Dart. My legs go numb as I feel wind blowing past my face, I've never really been a runner so the sensation feels foreign. As the bathroom Will mentioned comes into sight, I see Mike and Max running towards it too from the other side of the hallway, and Lucas coming from a different one. We all run into the bathroom at the same time to find Dustin standing in the middle of the bathroom already.
"Where's Dart?" Mike asks. Dustin shrugs, fixing his cap.
"I don't know, not here," he replies. My eyes get wider immediately.
"What?" I ask frantically as I start looking through all of the stalls, hoping to find a sign of the creature, I could hear the rest of the party chattering behind me.
"He said Mr. Salerno's, right?" I hear Max ask, she's new to the school. She's pretty cool, but couldn't ever replace Eleven. I move onto the next stall, looking behind the toilet and in the paper dispensers.
"Yeah, maybe Will has him," Dustin comments. This makes me freeze, my eyes going wide as I exit the stall and looking over the people in the small restroom. Then the question we're all thinking come out of my mouth.
"Where's Will?" I ask, my voice shaking. The party looks over at each other, before all sprinting out of the bathroom and out into the halls once more, but this time looking for our friend and fellow party member. To say I was nervous would be a complete understatement, what if Dart did something to him? What if he got scared and ran away and somehow got lost? What if he disappeared again? I don't think I could handle that.
"Will?! WILL!" I call out, my head spinning in every direction, hoping to find him safely. Suddenly I run into Joyce, Will's mother. She grabs my shoulders, shushing me and wiping some stray tears that have fallen down my cheeks.
"Hey, Y/N, calm down," she says to me. "What's wrong, where's Will?" She asks and I can feel my breathing hitch in my throat, but before I can respond to her, Lucas comes running in through a nearby door.
"The field," he says, looking in between the four of us. I look at Joyce again and behind me to where Dustin and Max just appeared before we all ran out the door, where I soon spotted Will standing in the middle of the field standing straight up with his eyes closed and body shaking slightly. Beside him Mike holds his shoulders, trying to wake him up.
"I just found him like this! I think he's having another episode." We all run towards him and gather around him, I take Will's other side, grabbing his clammy hand and holding it tightly in mine. Joyce runs up and grabs his shoulders and his face, screaming his name.
"Will! Sweetie, wake up, it's mom!" she says, squeezing his shoulders tighter as I continue to hold his hand in mine. Something is going on with him. I can tell he must be seeing something by the way his eyelids are constantly moving. "Will, wake up, can you hear me?" He hands travel up to his face, cradling his cheek. I can feel tears running down my face rapidly, but I couldn't be bothered at the moment to wipe them off or even feel them at all. "Will, wake up. Please, wake up, Will. It's mom. It's me!"
After a moment, Will opens his eyes wide, gasping for air as I feel him grab my hand, squeezing it so tightly I feel my fingers cracking, but I didn't mind it. He falls to the ground, and I go to grab him so he doesn't hurt himself. I feel sobs raking through my body as I hold him close. I feel his arms weakly go around my body as well. My face is burrowed into his neck as I pull him closer to me, whispering words of assurance not only for him but for myself as well.
"Will, I'm so sorry. Are you ok? Please say something," I whisper into his neck. His grip tightens around me, and I can feel him nodding as a yes beside my face. I look up and grab his face in my hands. "Are you ok? What happened?"
"I'm.. I'm okay." He stutters out. I know he's not, I can tell just by looking into his eyes. He's scared, terrified, and all I can do is be there beside him. My thumb rubs against his cheeks as I feel him lean into the touch, to which I can't help but smile at.
"Okay. But we'll talk about it later, yeah?" I ask, my voice going down into a whisper. His eyes look up finally to meet mine, as he nods, trying his best to give me a weak smile, even though it looked more like a grimace. I give him the best smile I can back, finding it hard to form one after the events that just unfolded. "Please, Will, don't you ever go disappearing on us like that again. You really scared the shit out of me." I try to laugh but it sounds strained. He nods his head and I put out my hand, extending my pinky. "Promise?"
Will smiled, a better and more genuine looking one this time as he grabs my pinky with his own, the shaking of his hand vibrating through my own. "Promise," he replies in a small voice. We shake our hands up and down before separating and I pull him in for another hug, kissing the top of his head.
"Good, because I don't know what I'd do with myself if I were to lose you again," I whisper into his hair as I feel him hold onto me tightly. I look up at the party and Joyce, who I just realized was still there and watched the exchange. I smile up at them to signal that he was okay before helping Will get up and into Joyce's car so he could get some rest. Max, Lucas, Mike, Dustin and I watched as the green car drove off out of the parking lot and down the road. Mike looked over at me, nudging me with his shoulder.
"You really like him, don't you?" he asks, smiling down at me. I shake my head, scoffing as I direct my line of vision back to were the Byers car was moments ago before responding.
"Don't be ridiculous, Michael," I say with a smile on my face. "We're way past that point by now. I love him."
