Behind the Scenes // Stenbrough {COMPLETED}

Thirty-Five

"Shit." A new voice startles both of us. "What the fuck?"

I stand up quickly. "Stan? What are you doing here?" He avoids eye contact.

"I saw some of my sweatpants in your room." "Oh..." Will hands then to him. "Thanks." He walks away quickly, closing the front door softly.

"That was weird." Will pushes his hair back, making his way back to bed.

"Yeah," I mumble laying beside him.

— Monday 9:43 am

"Bill come on. Let's go out and eat somewhere." Will sits on my lower back, scratching my back gently.

"Five more minutes?" "Nope. Come on." He giggles climbing off and laying face to face with me.

"Why d-do you wake up so early?" I groan as he kisses my nose gently. "I don't know...I'm gonna go take a shower." His soft thumb caresses over my cheek as he stands up.

—Monday 10:00 am

"Let's go get coffee or something." She smiles gently holding my hand. I pull a hat on before getting out. Putting some sunglasses on also.

"They'll still notice you." "Maybe maybe n-not." I chuckle.

We walk into a coffee shop, soon paying for our drinks.

"Hi uh...Bill? Could I get a picture?" I smile and say yes.

"Can I get one with both of you?" "Sure." Will smiles gently as she takes the picture.

"It was n-nice meeting you." I smile before walking away.

"That was exciting." Will squeezes my hand gently. I smile gently.

"Ooh, let's go there." He points at a breakfast place."

—

"Thank you." He smiles as the person walks away. "Ok surprised only that one girl noticed you." He smiles propping his head on his hands.

"It usually m-more chaotic than this. I wonder w-why."

The man brings out our food after a couple of minutes of waiting.

—

"That was good." I grab onto Will's hand after paying.

"Oh no." He whispers showing his phone to me.

'Bill Denbrough in a new relationship? This morning paparazzi have spotted Bill Denbrough with a new guy. What makes it worse for him is hickeys showing on new guys neck.'

"Shit," I mumble. "I'm sorry." Will sighs as I wrap an arm around his waist. "It's not your fault. P-People are just nosy." I kiss him gently.

"We'll f-figure it out."