Will was the definition of a golden retriever, always wanting a 'good luck' kiss before every game, A kiss before he leaves, a kiss when he gets back, a kiss when he goes to bed or when he wakes up.

You two forget how you met, Neither of you could remember because your grew up together, That's all you remember, But on his 15th birthday he asked you out, and you two didn't start dating long after.

If you thought Will was clingy? You sorely regret your words when he got sick, because he wouldn't even let you get up to refill his water bottle, and when you finally did get up he was up too, Trailing after you like a lost puppy.

He was the epitome of a velco-boyfriend when sick, But he was honestly cute when he trailed after you, Hands shoved in his hoodie pocket and sniffling softly, his hair just a mess.

You’re border collie — Teddy — followed after him like a lost puppy while he followed you like a lost puppy.

His friend Macklin visited, But mainly called or facetimed because he didn't want to get sick either, who would? Which meant your left alone with a very sick and clingy Will.

He was asleep — thankfully — but that was quickly short lived because he way laying on top of you, face buried into your neck as he practically crushed you under him.

He was finally asleep though, So you couldn't wake up unless you wanted him up till you drugged him up on meds, But sadly he refused all and any meds, Which only made it worse.

As he cuddled (crushed) you while asleep, You were stuck scrolling on your phone or factiming you’re and his best friend.

"So, How's Will doing? Seems like he's clingier than ever."

Macklin speaks over FaceTime, Just barely able to see your eyes that are peeking out from behind Will’s shoulder. He was dead asleep, There was no waking him.

Teddy was asleep beside you, his head rested your shoulder since Will is taking up your chest by laying on it very rudely.