lisTen up here kids. first of all, i blame @dereknursey bc any sad dex hcs are most likely fuelled by her ridiculous antics #alwaysblamezari
… Anyway. im about to go off so i apologise bc this hc is my Babie
no one finds out until will’s sophomore year.
it’s for lardo, of course, because her big senior showcase is on potraits of hypermasculinity, or dogs or something, Will wasn’t really listening, okay? but she’s making the whole first line paint something for her, and even though he tries to avoid it, he’s sucked in and forced into an apron before he can object.
you come on My Post, desecrate My Life like this, USE MY FULL NAME HOW DARE YOU !!!!
(please also don’t forget all the half finished sketches of nursey that dex hides in a journal far away from prying eyes. most of them are taken from memory, derek dozing against boards at faber, the 7am sunshine lighting up his face making dex’s heart feel stuck in his throat. derek laughing at something chowder said during lunch. derek with his eyebrows scrunched together as he reads through one of his novels for his lit classes. they manage to fill up an entire journal, none of them quite finished because they already say far too much. it’s at the Peak of his pining for nursey who is infinitely more talented than dex, who is far too charming and smart and cultured and passionate about the things he loves to even begin to consider a simple, small town boy like dex. so he hides away his feelings in graphite lines, in the runaway curl that always falls in nursey’s eyes, the strong arch of his nose, the gentle curve of his smile………it’s just easier for him to say what he feels when he doesn’t have to use words)
i’m traumatized.