"Good thing that cold pizza's great." Pizza is good in any and all configurations and eating it while it's cold and they're sitting in bed and don't have to worry about doing anything for the rest of the weekend feels like the best possible pizza-related thing they could do.

Will smiles into the kiss then nudges his nose against Dustin's and lets their foreheads rest together. In the soft light that comes from the fairy lights strung up around the fort, he can pick out the little details in the other's eyes, as if he hadn't taken in every detail a hundred times before. He could draw Dustin from memory at the drop of a hat, not that he's shown any of those sketches to anyone. Can't let them know he's got it that bad, after all, even though it's obvious any time they have a quiet moment together and aren't on their regular shit-stirring agenda.

"Hey...thanks for doing this. I know we're never gonna get the chance to go to a dance together, so this is perfect."