Capítulo 32: 32. I'm Dad for you (Will and Hopper)
A/N: Happy Friday, everyone! This is for babd23 who wanted Will calling Hopper Dad (Is Dad supposed to be written with cap letters?). I had a very good time writing this, and I really fucking loved Will and Hopper's conversation. I added some El into the mix becuse I love her.
PROMPT: Will calls Hopper Dad for the first time.
"And call me when your mom gets there, alright? She's still angry and won't answer the store's phone."
"Okay." Will tried not to laugh as he listened to Hopper's exasperated voice.
"Okay, get something to eat and do your homework, alright? We'll see each other in a few hours."
"Yes," he sighed, sharing a look with El as the girl walked in from her room, freshly out of her jeans and rid of her school backpack. "Don't worry, we have it all under control."
"Okay, kid," Hopper sighed softly on the phone. "Bye, then."
"Bye, dad."
His eyes widened, and he heard Hopper's breath stop in shock as his mind registered what he had just said.
Dad?
He just called Hopper dad!
He looked up at El with panic, the girl furrowing her eyebrows as she took in the wild look in his eyes, and she snapped her fingers as if to say 'get it together'.
"Uh," he swallowed, shifting on his feet, dancing around like he did when he was little and wanted to pee, as his hand clutched the phone tighter and he ran a hand through his silky hair. "I didn't mean- I just- uh..." his breathing sped up, face flushed red as the word kept repeating again and again on his mind.
Dad?
Did he saw Hopper as a father?
The man had been dating his mom for a good year now, and had been a strong paternal-like figure when he had been sick (and slowly being possessed *cough*) and through the years until now.
He'd never had a male constantly in his life like Hopper had been. It was no secret that his own biological sperm donor was a piece of garbage, and Will thanked the heavens and the seven hells for only being able to remember short periods of time when Lonnie had actually been present in his childhood.
Sure, Jonathan had always been with him, too, but that was different. He didn't see Jon as a father figure; he always saw him as the best big brother ever, like he continued to be.
And it was only natural that he stared to think of Hopper as Dad, he defended himself mentally, because of El. The fact that both Hoppers lived with them now that they were all a family, assured him that it was only a human's reaction that he picked on the name reserved for the big, moody, bearded mountain of a man he had on the other line now.
But, again, dad?!
"Listen, Hop, I'm sorry," Will cringed, fingers tangled around the phone cord as he continued his pee-dance, El watching curiously from the couch as she munched on a baby carrot. "I know I have no right to call you that, and this is already awkward as it is, so let's just f—"
"No right?" His stepfather's voice cut his rambling, repeating Will's words in an incredulous tone. "Why would you think that, Will?"
"Uh... because I'm not your son?" He answered in a small voice, his stomach moving in heavy flips.
"Says who?" Hopper grunted back.
"Uh, genetics?" Will asked pathetically.
"Kid, I've got a telekinetic girl standing somewhere around you there, don't make me use her against you." Hopper snorted, and he heard two heavy thumps on the other side of the line, making him imagine Hopper leaning back on his chair with his feet propped on the desk, meaning he was relaxed and not weirded out by Will's word choice.
"You're not... freaked out?" He asked tentatively, glaring at his sister when she snorted loudly.
"Why would I be, Will? You think I don't think of you as a son?"
"Do you?" He asked quickly, too quickly to sound uninterested.
"Sometimes, yeah. It's not like I deliberately think 'oh, Will is my son'," Will chuckled, his nerves easing out of him as his body untightened from the stiffness it had sprang up into. "But you're part of my family, kid. You and Jonathan might not see it, but I worry over you a lot."
"Yeah, we see it," Will smiled, his heart warming up as he admitted one of his favorite observations of Hopper. "I just thought it came with your character."
"Because I'm such a person worrier," he could hear his stepdad roll his eyes, and he smirked when he saw El do the same. They really were too much alike sometimes. "Listen, I don't worry over you because I'm dating your mother, or because it comes with the territory or whatever, I worry because I genuinely care about you. I've never had a son, and I know you didn't really have the opportunity to have a dad, but I'm telling you now, Will, you are my son. Even if I didn't make you, I very much love you as one."
"Really?" When did his voice get so tight?
"Yes, really," Hopper smiled, chest all warm and gooey, because those kids meant the world to him; even if he hadn't created any of the three, El, Will and Jonathan were his children in every way. "And if you're comfortable with it or you just feel like calling me like that, I'm Dad for you, then."
"Wow," Will breathed out, eyes suddenly bright and blinking at the ceiling while El watched him with an adorable smile, chin against her palm and half eaten carrot forgotten in the other. "I, like, love you so much, Hop."
His Dad's booming laughter echoed on the phone, and Will laughed, too, emotion making him soar high on affection.
"I, like, love you so much, too, kid." Hopper chuckled, voice deep and gruff, but calm and soothing to Will's ears. "Alright, enough mush for now," Hopper sniffled, and Will wondered if he too had become emotional, or if the dust gathering around his office was finally getting to him. "Eat something and do your homework. I'll be a good father and check your equations or… science project when I get home, alright?"
"Do you even know what a variable is?" He asked amusedly.
"I-... shut up, Will." Hopper scoffed, and Will couldn't control the bark of laughter at the frustration in Hop's voice. "Okay, I said enough. Go make sure your sister eats something else than Eggos and I'll see you for dinner."
"Okay," he laughed again. "Bye, dad."
"See you later, kid." Hopper smiled involuntarily, and the last thing he heard was Will's voice telling El to 'finish that damn carrot already!'.
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