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[demogorgongotme]

Will nods. Maybe it wasn't as literal for Dustin as it had been for him in the past, but trauma definitely does that to you even without the additional problem of something else trying to pilot your body. It's a heavy topic, one that they only talk about a little at a time, but Will feels better being able to talk about it at all. It was why he tried not to stop himself when his friends asked after him. Even if he didn't tell his mother everything, he at least told them.

Draping himself over Dustin, Will stops trying just now to reach for the food, instead standing still and just letting the two of them rest together easily.

"I love you. And, if you ever feel like you need to talk about this stuff, I'm right here."

[nocollarbones]

Dustin hadn't meant for things to get heavy but they do, and then he has his arms full off tall lanky boyfriend and he can't help smiling against Will's shoulder.

"I love you too." He sighs, happy to just exist in the others arms for a moment where they are both secure and know that they can talk to one another. "Promise if I need to I'll come to you, but the same goes for you. Even if it's just for an ear to listen and someone to curl up with, you know I'll always be there for you."