[The conflict that passes over Will doesn't go unnoticed; silently, Mike reaches down with his free hand and links his little finger around Will's, leaning over his enough that his hair falls against Will's face.]
It's gonna be okay. [He won't let it be anything else.] I won't let anything happen to you.
[It's a word he intends to keep, no matter how far out of his power it seems. He'd die for any of his friends, he knows that without a second guess, has known it for a long time, ever since that day on the cliff with Dustin. But after those terrible few days by Will's side, watching every inch of his most beloved friend get twisted and tortured to hell, he's determined not to. He has to be here for him. He has to protect him, until day one of them stops breathing.
Standing in a tumbledown kitchen eating mediocre microwave pizza seems as good a place as anywhere to start.]
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It's gonna be okay. [He won't let it be anything else.] I won't let anything happen to you.
[It's a word he intends to keep, no matter how far out of his power it seems. He'd die for any of his friends, he knows that without a second guess, has known it for a long time, ever since that day on the cliff with Dustin. But after those terrible few days by Will's side, watching every inch of his most beloved friend get twisted and tortured to hell, he's determined not to. He has to be here for him. He has to protect him, until day one of them stops breathing.
Standing in a tumbledown kitchen eating mediocre microwave pizza seems as good a place as anywhere to start.]