The pink sunset casts a soft glow across everything. Steve can’t help thinking that Billy looks gorgeous like this. Seemingly asleep on the top of his car, mellowed, soaking up the last few rays of light.
“What’re you looking at, Harrington?” Billy says a few minutes later, voice deep and raspy, eyes barely open.
Steve thinks about brushing it off – Billy said it low enough that Steve could pretend he didn’t hear him. But he thinks about all the flirting. Billy chasing him, rather than the other way around. Knows that they’ve grown closer, reflects on what they’ve gone through in the past few months. Billy taking this entire manic government conspiracy in his stride. The fact he’s here with Billy now isn’t lost on him. Steve thinks that he should’ve recognised that feeling of an oncoming storm long ago.
So, he replies softly, “Just you, Hargrove.”
ALTERNATIVELY, a retelling of season 2 with added billy hargrove and an absolutely butchered timeline of events // fic and chapter titles are from the song 'question of faith' by black rebel motorcycle club
It came from the Discord, y'all.
Pure indulgent post-S3 fluff, including but not limited to the discussed concepts of:
- Billy moving in with Joyce
- The Jonathan/Billy friendship we all need
- Grouchy Hopper
- Jonathan and Billy smoking weed together and arguing about music. Because punk and metal are two different things. BUT they unite against Steve’s taste
- Robin and Jonathan being excellent wing-persons
- Hop and Billy teaming up against Mike to protect El
- Shovel talks all round
- Robin being clever and eating popcorn
- The you rule/you suck board
Billy doesn't eat vegetables. He doesn't eat the limp disgusting cabbage they hand out in the school cafeteria, won't touch the merest hint of green in Susan's cooking even when his dad is glaring at him across the table. He won't eat vegetables to keep himself healthy, in spite of all the warnings they give him in health class.
He won't even eat vegetables when Steve Harrington cooks him dinner. Right?
Inspired by a prompt from flippyspoon.
Fandoms: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
01 Jul 2019
“Careful, sweetie, don’t break a nail,” Billy said, leaning over Steve’s shoulder, lazy cat’s-grin gleaming up to his eyes.
“I’m not going to break a fucking nail.” Steve hissed and elbowed him, like he hadn’t been thinking the same thing as he struggled to wedge one of his shiny red nails into his wallet’s tight leather pockets. When Carol warned him that some things would be harder, she hadn’t mentioned the bizarre anxiety that came with feeling like your hands were made of cracked dinner plates.
Idly, Steve wondered if newly de-clawed cats felt like this. Except he was a re-clawed cat, and the vet had promised him it was only temporary.
He was already losing his mind.
Or, Steve makes a bet he can't win and Billy doesn't realize his mistake.
Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016)
08 Feb 2019
two insatiable twenty-something boys
Bookmarked by kidge
17 Jul 2019