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I m a g i n e : Your boyfriend, Will trying to get you & the party to play D&D with him but when he runs away, you run after him in the rain..

Word Count : 1855

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d i s c l a i m e r :

i understand that some of you may not agree with this imagine being accurate in terms of Will's sexuality, but i just thought the idea might was cute.

!! !! if you'd like to see an imagine that has a different partnership [ ex. mike x will ] or something like that, please feel free to request !!

| xoxo |

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"do you guys hear that? it's sounds like..thunder.."

will was clearly invested into the game, whereas mike and lucas were more concerned about whether or not they would talk to their ex-girlfriends soon.

you sat next to will, silently encouraging will to help engage mike and lucas to actually play the game with him.
will had come to you when he was upset about the lack of attention from his friends, and it had been your idea for a hurt will to bring back childhood games in hopes that it would help rekindle the childish spark.

"but no. wait..that's not thunder. that's.. a horde of juju zombies !" will exclaimed as he stood up from his seat in his wizard outfit to slam down tokens to the table, "sir mike, your action !"

"what should i do?"

"attack..?"

it was obvious neither mike nor lucas had much interest in the game, effectively saddening will.
it was when the phone rang that will became his most upset—the most hurt.

"wait—no.."
will pleaded, watching in defeat as mike found the phone call more interesting than his own best friend.

"mike !"
you interfered, irritated that mike would just drop everything for the small chance of talking to el.

"sorry, not interested."
mike exhaled, slamming the phone back into it's slot on the wall.
"telemarketers."

you saw how hurt and upset will became while watching mike and lucas talk nonsense amongst themselves—easily drifting away from him.

"we'll say nothing ! the khuisar tribe still needs your help!"

will tried to convince mike and lucas to continue playing the game, only to have mike explain his character's suicidal move of a play where he could stop playing the game altogether.

"—...we all live on as heroes in the memories of the Kalamar."

that was it—will had it. he was upset and hurt.

he was done.

"fine. you guys win. congratulations."
will spat, tossing his staff and swiftly brushing his hat off.

"will, i was just messing around."

"we wanna play..we wanna play, right?"

"yeah, totally!"

will said nothing as he ignored mike and lucas' failed attempts to try and 'apologize' to him.

"i said forget it, okay?! i'm going home."
he was hurt, and it stung deeply.

before swinging his bag over his shoulders he gave you a disappointed look—a look of sadness.
he needed you.

he needed his girlfriend's comfort.

"move !"
will ran up the basement stairs while shoving mike out of the way, leaving you, mike, and lucas downstairs in silence.

the silence was pierced when you muttered something under your breath, "assholes."

mike clenched his jaw, staring around at everyone before watching you make your way to the stairs to go and comfort will—but mike stopped you.

"wait, y/n, i didn't mean to hurt him i just wasn't in the mood to play—.."

"no, mike. that's the problem. you guys are always too busy to hang out with will, and he tells me all the time how much it hurts him. stop being so obsessed with girlfriends, and make time for your friends, too."

you were angry that mike and lucas didn't give the effort to spend time with Will, and it pissed you off to see the guy you love in pain.

"stop making the excuses that you guys are too busy with el and max—you guys aren't the only ones that have girlfriends.
will has one too : me.
and yet, he still makes time for his best friends, which are you two dipshits."

with that final note, you spat and left the basement, running up to mike's garage entrance—looking for Will only to see that his bike was already gone.

and it was raining.

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will stared angrily at the photo of the happy party just a year prior—his breathing becoming more agitated as he sulked underneath the drapes of castle byers.

he built this fort with you, and it's been a sanctuary for you both.

it was where you two confessed feelings for each other.

it was where you two shared your first real kiss.

it was where the party and him and you all played D&D at simpler times..

"stupid.."
he muttered to himself as he shot daggers at the photo of you all, feeling drops of rain slipping through the roof of the tent.

his clothes and hair were soaked from riding his bike in the rain—his bowl-cut hair sending drips of water over his eyes onto the printed photo.

in a fit of anger, he growled as he ripped the photo to shreds, tossing the scraps to the floor before glancing around at the other photos he had of you and the party around his fort.

his infuriation blinded him, sending him spiraling through his fort, smacking and waving his arms agitatedly—sending every photo he had flying through the air and shattering to the ground.

he didn't notice the photo of you and him on the floor that he had accidentally knocked over.

he angrily gripped onto a baseball bat, and stormed out of the fort , giving it a pained look.

the rain poured heavily onto him, his hair now drenched and droplets gliding down his eyes.

his breathing grew heavier with every ounce of angered adrenalin coursing through his body with his fist clenched around the neck of the bat.

'it's all your fault. you remind me too much of the past..'

he thought to himself about the fort as he began angrily slicing the bat through the air to pound the sides of the fort to begin destroying it.

he grunted with frustration, his shouts being heard by his girlfriend just a couple yards out into the forest—approaching will.

he grew tired and conflicted, his tears mixed with the rain water as he cried while falling to his knees in front of the fort.

he looked around at the damage he had done, and saw that he had knocked over one picture of you and him at the snowball.

his expression immediately softened when he saw your sparking smile while he kissed your cheek in the photo, running his fingertips along the edges of the drenched photograph.

however, the rain pour suddenly halted around him, a shadow looming over him.

he turned around to see you with an umbrella, your hair and clothes also drenched while you looked at him with a sympathetic smile and loving eyes.

you knew him well enough to know this was where he would be.

will immediately shot up from the ground to engulf you in a hug, your arms dropping the umbrella to return the hug in an attempt to comfort your boyfriend as you felt him cry into your shoulder.

you stroked his hair, trying to calm him down before parting from the hug to clear his dampened hair from his eyes .

"i'm losing my friends, y/n.."
will sniffled, his hands still rested on your waist with one wiping his tears from his cheeks although it didn't do much considering they were in the rain.

your heart felt for your boyfriend, and you knew you had to just tell him what was really going on.

"will..love, friends just grow up. we're all growing up, and there's just some things we're not gonna do anymore. it's all apart of the deal of coming of age. you're not losing your friends, will. we're just..evolving."

will's sniffles slowed down as he stared into the your eyes—the ones he fell in love with.

"but what if..what if they just stop? what if they just stop wanting to be friends?"
will was frightened at this thought and he said it over the sound of the heavy rain.

you and the party were the only friends he'd ever had.

you stroked will's damp cheek with your thumb, knowing that that wouldn't happen.
"no, love. they won't. we're all best friends, and our friendship is the type that doesn't fade."

"are you sure? what if..what if you grow apart from me? what if-.."

this was where you cut will off, knowing fully that he was now over-worrying.

"i love you, will. and i don't think i'll stop. the future doesn't concern us right now, so let's just make the most of the present."
you smiled softly, seeing will nod slowly as he smiled back at you, happy that he had such a caring girlfriend like you.

"besides..we have shared trauma.."
you joked, smiling as you made will's bright smile peak through his veil of sadness.

he leaned in slowly to place his lips on your own, locking each other in a kiss dampened by the rainfall.

it was a sweet, slow kiss that only mellow lovers seemed to share.
the raindrops fell delicately off of will's hair and onto your forehead, feeling him smile against your teeth as you kissed and giggled .

pulling away, will smiled softly at you, brushing the wet hair around your cheeks around your ear and out of your face.

the castle talks were always the best ones.

there were shouts from the forest—will looked to the side of him, seeing flashlights waving around amongst the thicket of trees.

not knowing who it was at first, he held you tighter out of protective instinct, feeling him tense.
but when you both heard the voices of mike and lucas, will's tenseness lessened and then turned more to an agitated body language.

he didn't want to see them now, and you knew that.

you knew your boyfriend well enough.

as the voices neared closer and louder, will seemed to get more irritated, before you slid your hand down his arm to lace your fingers with his.

"i'm right here.."
you said softly to comfort him, putting will at ease as you felt him begin to calm down at your touch—giving you a look with a soft smile.

you talked him out of destroying castle byers that night—preserving the memory of the simpler times for just a little longer..

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a/n : aww..the castle scene really got me.. ;(

ahh i love my baby, will..

IM BACK BABY..

sorry about the MAJOR lack of updates on this book, but there's so many imagines lined up to be published, so STAY TUNED !!

like I mentioned before, \/

if you'd like to see an imagine that has a different partnership [ ex. mike x will ] or something like that, please feel free to request !!

xoxo, kay.