Yours truly [will Byers x reader]

four~midnight

I woke up around midnight to a horrible storm
To which I could only assume was the start of the end.

I sobbed quietly not knowing if I should tell the others.
All the boys went to mikes house a few days ago when they transferred all of the adults to safety.

Of course they leave us to die.

I heard Will awakening with soft whimpers and groans

"Y/n? Are you okay"

I sniffled and nodded

He hugged me while still laying down

"Is it the storm? Storms scare me too." Will asked
I nodded again

I heard mike waking up

I stood up and walked upstairs to the kitchen, I sat in one of the dining room chairs and sketched something.

Soon mike came up stairs rubbing his eyes

"What's wrong?" He asked

"The storm. I don't like storms" I sniffed not taking my eyes off the drawing.
I could feel him peering over my shoulder and staring at what I was drawing. It was a sketch of a girl, while it was raining and she had no umbrella, but it was only raining on her, around her was no rain. I had been sketching it for a while.

"That's good. But you should go back to bed"

"Can't."

"Why not?"

"Storm." I used my pencil to point above

Will trudged up the creaking stairs

"Well im going to bed goodnight" mike said walking down stairs

"Do you want to come down stairs? Dustin said you could have the couch."

I shook my head.

"Id rather sleep with someone else with me."

He blushed deeply.

"Okay.. well if you come downstairs I'll keep watch for you. I'm good at staying up" he smiled

I nodded and put my sketchbook down.

I felt cared for
When he layed down next to me I felt... warm and fuzzy...