why do antis think it went:
- steve lies
- billy breaks a plate over steve’s head
when it actually went:
- billy gets smacked around, called a slur, then threatened all by his father because max ran off on his watch
- billy had to drive all around town to track down where she is, while he’s supposed to be on a date
- max sets the tone by saying “he can’t know i’m here. he’ll kill me. he’ll kills us.” (which babe way dramatic jfc)
- steve (a borderline 18 year old) lies about the whereabouts of max (a 13 year old) to her stepbrother. he also lies about even knowing who she is!!!
- billy calls him out for lying
- steve says “oh shit”
- billy sends steve to the ground for being weird
- flirting
- billy goes inside
- billy sees that not only was max with steve but three other boys as well (boys that billy has only ever seen making max upset)
- billy sets his sights on lucas who he already told max to stay away from (we can talk all about the racist undertones of this interaction but that’s not what this post is about)
- billy pushes lucas and tells him to stay away from max
- lucas kicks billy (rightfully so tbh)
- billy makes a threat that 100% was not serious (you think he would actually kill a child? be fr)
- steve punches billy
- billy’s reaction to steve punching him is laughing (LAUGHING but we don’t have time to unpack allll of that)
- more flirting
- billy swings at and misses steve
- steve punches billy again
- steve punches billy a third time while the kids cheer him on
- billy is still laughing
- steve punches billy a fourth time and backs him into a corner
- like mother like son billy breaks a plate over steve’s head
- the fight turns and now steve is getting his shit rocked
- max stabs billy IN THE NECK with a syringe with an unknown substance in it (this easily could have killed him)
- max threatens billy
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I’m a sucker for Regency romance fiction. Steve Harrington, only son of Duke Of Hawkins, falls in love with lowly stablehand Billy Hargrove, and they must keep it secret, ESPECIALLY from Steve’s arranged fiancée Lady Nancina Byers. But what happens when Billy’s drunken lout father Neil figures them out? What if he demands his whore son bilk the young Lord of all he’s worth if they don’t want to be found out by Steve’s father, or worse… the Ton…
TW abuse!!!
The sun was shining for the first time after weeks of cruel rain. The warm wind was soft on Steve’s face as he walked through the courtyard to the familiar stable.
It was a beautiful day for a ride.
”Good day is it, Lord Steven?
”Good day indeed.” Steve smiled at the stablehand as he opened the heavy door.
Billy.
The man had been working for his family for years now. Steve had come to know the man, too pretty for his own good with those beautiful blue eyes and strong body.
He was really the only friend Steve had. Or a secret one, at least. Steve really didn’t have anyone else to talk to than his family and his soon to be wife, Lady Nancina by arranged marriage.
Nancina was a kind woman. He liked her. He even thought they could be great friends. But he didn’t want to marry her.
His heart belonged to someone else.
But… his father demanded it, like he always did with everything. He was the Duke. And you never disobey the Duke Of Hawkins.
Especially if you’re his only son.
”I’ve got your mare ready for you.” Billy said, that deep voice making Steve warm in all of the good ways.
”Thank you.” Steve said softly, loving how the younger man's lips turned into a smile. A real one.
Steve brushed past the other, bending down to pick up his helmet, shining like it always did when Billy had cleaned it for him after every ride.
He heard a groan coming from behind him and he turned around quickly, concerned if the blond man had hurt himself, but all he found was those piercing blue eyes staring right at his ass.
”Those… are a sin.” Billy murmured, gripping the shovel in his strong arms tightly.
Steve blushed red, but smirked and gave a small wiggle to the other man before he finally stood up.
”Just for you.” He said with his charm and Steve loved the reaction it always got from Billy.
Okay, so they weren’t just… familiar with each other. Or just friends. They were more than that, had been for almost years now behind the closed doors.
Billy huffed a little before dropping his shovel next to the wall. ”Only you today?”
Your family isn’t around? Your fiance? Is what it meant.
Steve smirked and took a step forward.
”Yes. Father and…. others are gone today. Only me present.”
Steve wouldn’t be at the stables like this with his wedding coming up in six days. There were rare times when he could, but never this close to an ’important day’.
And Billy knew that.
He didn’t even blink before the other man was on him, arms wrapping around Steve’s waist as he picked up the Lord on top of one the tables. Steve happily spread his legs to get the other closer to him.
”You’re a sinful man, my Lord.” Billy moaned and it made Steve laugh.
”My Lord? Please, call me Steve… you know that, Billy.”
Billy groaned into the kiss and squeezed Steve’s ass that still had those unbelievably tight jodhpurs on.
”My Darling…” And oh did that name make Steve whine as Billy purred it into his ear.
He felt rough hands, working hands slip inside his trousers and soon a thick finger was teasing his hole as the man between his legs moved closer.
”Wanna make love to you, Sweetheart. Please?”
Steve’s head hit the wall.
”Please…” was all he could get out before Billy was removing their clothes.
If only they would’ve known they weren’t alone.
—
Billy was walking back to his home, a small and cramped wooden house close to his Duke’s residence.
He didn’t get a room like their servants did, but he didn’t mind that, he liked his own space and it wasn’t a bother to anyone. He was always early at work, always respectful and always quiet. That's how the Duke liked him to be.
When he got close enough, he could see a figure standing on his small porch and not just any fucking figure.
His bastard father.
”Took you long enough.” A grumpy voice said.
”Wasn’t expecting you, Sir.”
The old man took a long drag of his cigar, keeping his harsh eyes on Billy as he came to stand before him.
Billy was waiting for the man’s usual cruel words. How he was such a disappointment as his only child, a son and how he wished he would’ve left him to die when his mother had left them for a man over the seas. How easy it would’ve been to take him into the woods for wolves to share.
He didn’t let those words get under his skin. Not anymore.
”So tell me, son.” Neil took a step forward, towering over Billy’s frame as he blew smoke into his face, but he didn’t react. That’s what Neil wanted.
Instead, he stood on his ground. He knew how this goes, every single time.
”How long have you been fucking the Duke’s son?”
Billy’s eyes widened. And Neil smirked.
”What do you mean, Sir—”
”Do not lie to me, son!” A slap ”I saw what you dirty fucks were doing at the stables. Don’t think I haven’t noticed it before. How that ’Lord’ looks at you everytime you walk by and how you…” Neil grabbed his collar.
”How you beg to fuck him. Like a whore.”
Billy was fuming. He felt his whole body shake as his father looked down at him, still feeling the sting on his right cheek. He wanted to punch him, hell, murder him, but Billy knew he couldn’t. Was too afraid to and all he could do was to fucking take it and look straight into the other’s eyes so he wasn’t disrespectful.
”Now…” Neil said, breath smelling like alcohol ”You have to do something for me, son. For me to forgive you.”
Billy gritted his teeth.
”You don’t want the Duke to know, isn’t that right? Or the young Lord's precious little Lady Nancina? Don’t want to lose that precious job I got for you or your… ’Darling’.” he mimicked Billy’s words at him, but with disgust.
Billy wanted to kill this man. Fucking burn him alive.
But, he nodded ”Yes, Sir.”
”Good.” Neil said and finally let go of him.
”For this to go away, you’re going to leave him dry. Take everything. It’s going to be easy, you already have the whore in love with you, so nothing but sweet little lies and your cock can do the job.” Neil grinned ”Isn’t that right?”
He knew his father was a cruel and a disgusting man, but he didn’t think his father would go this low. Especially for his own fucking blood. He always had hope, but he should’ve buried it a long time ago, because the man would never change and didn’t want to.
Billy was used to getting punished. He was used to the words thrown at him. He was used to getting hurt.
But he wasn’t going to hurt Steve.
Not the man he loves.
The man who makes him the happiest he’s ever been just with his presence. The man who holds him close as they kiss. Who praises Billy for just being him even if he was just a stablehand for the other man.
He would rather die than to do this.
”Son.” He heard. It was a warning.
When he felt a hand on his throat and his back hitting the wall behind him, he yelled out ”Yes, Sir!”
His father held the hand for a while, making Billy struggle until he dropped it and gave him a small pat on the shoulder like he wasn’t just trying to kill Billy.
”Good. I’m expecting you in six days. Do not disappoint me.” And then he was gone.
Six days.
Oh fuck.
The wedding.
Billy’s breath got caught in his throat and he wanted to cry as he slumped down to his porch.
How could he hurt his beautiful Steve?
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