#billy hargrove x ofc

[hoppers-babygirl]

Beat his ass

Author: Hoppers-babygirl

ko-fi: https://ko-fi.com/hoppers_babygirl

Word count: 2316

There was still an awkward distance between Cassie and Steve but that didn’t stop her from riding along with Steve, Dustin and a couple of his friends. Everyone knew she had been seeing Billy once Steve and Nancy got together but no one ever quite spoke about it out loud. That was until Cassie asked Steve to drive her over to his house. Things had been uneasy between the unlikely couple but Cassie tried her best not to let it show. It had been two weeks since Billy last spoke to her, she was sick and tired of his silence so she took matters into her own hands. 

Steve stayed silent as he drove towards Billy’s house, his knee bounced anxiously on his free leg. It struck up a bit of anxiety in Cassie but she took a few deep breaths. After Steve dumped her for Nancy; Cassie and Billy started seeing one another, even though they were an unlikely couple, the pair enjoyed one another’s company. They dated six months before this air grew tense between them. Cassie never thought he would act this way toward her but she was wrong in the end. She assumed Billy heard that Nancy broke things off with Steve, maybe thinking that he would try to swoop in and take Cassie away from him but that wasn’t the case. 

The matter of the fact is that Cassie grew sick, some days worse than before. She assumed it was just a simple cold, nothing more than the flu. Only she was wrong, after taking a test the liquid in the tube turned blue. Her stomach knotted up at the sight, causing her to fall to her knees in front of the porcelain bowl as she grew sick. 

Eventually Steve pulled up to the all too familiar blue house, except he was pulled off on the side of the road, across from the house. Snapping from her thoughts she looked over, her brows pinched together. 

Steve spoke up. “I know you just wanted a ride but I don’t trust the guy. I’ll stay here for ten minutes and if you don’t come out then I’ll leave. Just for my sanity, okay?” He offered her a small smile. 

She took a shaky deep breath and nodded before slapping a fake smile on her lips. No one except Jonathan knew what was actually going on with Cass, which she was thankful for as she knew she could trust him with her life. Even now she felt guilty asking for this from Steve especially while her little brother rode shotgun but she had bigger worries to deal with right now and that’s what she was focused on. Taking another deep breath she actually opened the door and stepped out the car, her legs felt like jello but she couldn’t stop her movement. It was like she wasn’t even in control of her body as she walked up the little stairs and up to the door. 

Cassie knew Max was home as she could see her bike still outside. It helped her feel a little at ease but soon her knuckles rapped at the door. Moments later Billy opened the door, his usual smirk not prominent on his lips as he took in the sight before him. Steve's car in the distance, Cassie in front of him wringing her hands and the dark circles under her eyes. He snorted and walked back down to his room to which Cassie followed behind him. “Hello to you too, Billy. Do you know that I’ve tried calling you for the past two weeks only to have Max lie to me? Because I know it's a goddamn lie.” She started in on him soon after closing the front door. 

He began to puff on a cigarette and opened his bedroom door. “Listen little bird, it's over. Whatever you thought we had going on is over, you’re a waste of my time.” Cassie scoffed and crossed her arms over her chest. “You think?” She sassed back. He turned and blew the smoke in her face, making her turn away and let out a quiet cough. “I didn’t fucking invite you here. You showed up, princess.” His voice dripped with venom but when the smoke cleared Cassie could see the mark crossing his cheekbone but with his attitude he wasn’t going to talk about it. “Yeah well maybe if you knew how to pick up the phone then I wouldn’t have had to come here and tell you.” Her voice began to hush. “Tell me what? That you’re not gonna be my whore of the week anymore?” He replied as he began to slip a shirt on. 

She shook her head, “I guess you just forgot the past six months then huh? That surely doesn’t add up to a week.” She replied just as harshly. Billy huffed out a breath almost like an annoyed bull would. “Get to your point or get the fuck out.” His voice had risen. Cassie assumed he and his father had a fight which only added to his annoyed attitude. “Look this isn’t the easiest to fucking say, okay?!” She raised her voice to match his. Anger and hurt welling up in her chest. Max must’ve heard their yelling and slammed her door shut which on some level helped Cassie calm down. One less set of ears to share the news with right now. 

“I know we’ve been pretty careful about things but uhm… well it seems that we weren’t as careful as we thought. I’m pregnant Billy. I’m fucking pregnant and you’ve been ignoring me.” She finally let it out. Billy was the first and only person to know. Billy began to shake his head and pace his room. “I knew you were just like the rest. Just a stupid whore.” He muttered under his breath. Her heart fell to the floor. Sure she didn’t expect to be spun around in his arms and given a big kiss but to be called such harsh words as if this was her fault? 

“I don’t give a fuck, Princess. Tell whoever else you’ve fucked that it’s their problem because you’re not going to make it my problem.”  His teeth grit as he speaks. Tears formed in her eyes and her lip began to wobble. This caused Billy to laugh. “It isn’t a problem I made by myself. You know damn well that I’ve only been with you so there’s no need to try and deny that. Just because your father treats you like a piece of shit doesn’t-” Just like that she was on the ground on her ass. Cassie sat in shock on the floor for just a moment before the pain in her jaw really hit her. Her hands shook as she stood up on jelly like legs, one hand protecting her stomach. “Fuck you Billy.” She spat at him before she turned and began to walk out the house, Billy hot on her ass, wiping his face from her spit. 

“You’re a stuck up little bitch. You opened your legs and got knocked up and now I’m supposed to care?!” He yelled as he followed after her, grabbing her wrist harshly. “Get the fuck off me!” Cassie screamed, tugging her wrist back to her body as tears now spilled down her cheeks freely. “I’m not the dumbass who bought cheap condoms!” She replied, still tugging her wrist from his grip which only tightened causing her to whimper. “Don’t think you’re getting a fucking thing from me. You laid on your back and took what I gave you.” He sneered. 

By now Max slipped out of her room and outside unbeknownst to Cassie and Billy. Finally she freed her arm from his grip causing her to stumble back and hit her hip into the table that was in the hallway. She yelped and began to move back to the front door. Only to tumble to which Billy used to his advantage, he pinned her hips down as he straddled her and grabbed both wrists to slam her down into the floor causing her to curse out. Her head rang, she hadn’t ever seen Billy act this way with her before but he figured that he wasn’t really fighting her but the things that angered him. She squirmed underneath him and tried to get out his hold but instead he was steadily screaming in her face, her head throbbed so badly that she wasn’t even sure what he was saying but she could hear the high pitched scream. Both Billy and Cassie looked up, Max stood in the front doorway screaming at the sight only to be replaced by Steve. 

There must’ve been blood as Cassie could see red streaks but they surprisingly hadn’t come from her head. Dustin helped her up with a devastated look on his sweet features. How the hell could he and Steve have known about the fight that was happening inside the house but she figured it was all due to Max’s scream.  

Meanwhile Max had gone out her window as Cassie and Billy had their scream fest. Max hadn’t realized that no one except Cassie and Billy knew about the baby. But everyone sat with a shocked expression. Steve gripped the steering wheel and questioned Max about what was going on inside but Cassie’s scream sounded through the house causing Max to run back to the house and the others to follow along. Upon opening the door and seeing Cassie on her back pinned under a screaming angry Billy, Max let out her screech alarming the rest of the group. Steve, Dustin and Lucas jumped from the car. 

Soon Steve had Billy by the shoulder pulling him off of Cassie. It was the first time Dustin had ever seen Cassie so scared, he ran over to her and helped her up off the ground. She looked sleepy but sad in a way. It scared Dustin to see his sister like this. Usually she was so sweet and funny, she had only ever seen her sad when they were younger. 

Cassie sat up and wiped her lip, it was split and she hadn’t even realized that the slap from earlier had caused her lip to split open. Dustin tugged her toward the kitchen to grab a rag to clean the blood. The house was loud as Billy and Steve wrestled together, Max yelling at BIlly to stop it and leave her friends alone and Lucas trying to calm her down. Cassie sighed and wiped her lip clean and gave Dustin a hug, her other cheek rested against his head. 

“I’m so sorry to have to see this bullshit.” She mumbled against his curls. 

“Why didn’t you tell me first?” He asked quietly. His question confused her at first but then the realization hit her. 

“Because he deserved to know. Or at least I thought he did.” She replied, his arms tightened around her as they hugged. 

“Come on, we gotta get Steve out of here before he and Billy get too fucked up.” She kissed his forehead and led him back out to where the guys were fighting. 

“Let's go Steve. It’s not even worth it. I just want to go home.” Steve shoved Billy away and threatened him which caused the other man to laugh. Max was in tears as Lucas ushered her out the door to which Cassie did the same with Dustin. 

Now stood Steve, Billy and Cassie. She sighed, “I’m sorry I ever met you and I’m glad our child never will.” Her lip quivered but she turned and walked out the door, Steve trailing behind her after a few moments. 

His hand on her back caused her to jump. “Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. Are you okay? Is the- is everything okay?” He asked shyly. Great so everyone knew, Max must’ve heard their fight. 

“I’ll be fine. Thank you for stepping in, if you hadn’t then who knows what could’ve happened. But I’ll probably make up some lies and go to the doctors just to make sure.” She shrugged and gently tapped her lip to check and make sure the blood stopped. 

“You know, if you ever need anything, I’ll be there to help you. It’s the least I can do.” He gave her a small smile to which she returned. 

“Thanks Steve, I’m sure I’ll need all the help I can get.” He pulled her into a careful hug. A much needed hug. 

Eventually Steve took Cassie and Dustin home, but when Cassie climbed out the car Max followed. Lucas shrugged at Steve but he waited for the redhead. 

“Hey Cassie… I know you’re never going to go around Billy anymore and I’m not really related to you like Dustin is but..” The young girl trailed off. 

Cassie smiled and nodded. “You’re gonna be the best aunt ever, Max.” Cassie finished the girl's sentence which caused her to smile. She gave Cassie a quick hug and ran back to the car and got back in with Lucas before they drove off. Cassie went inside and cleaned up, making lunch for herself and for Dustin. Afterwards the siblings sat and talked and even watched a bit of television to try and make the day feel any bit normal. 

A few weeks later Cassie went to the doctors, thankful her tussle with Billy hadn’t affected anything seriously. She would have a little scar on her lip but she didn’t care much about that. She was just glad to hear that her little boy was doing just fine. Even after getting bumped and shook around she was beyond relieved to hear everything was doing good. Even if she was doing it on her own. But she wasn’t really alone was she? No. She had a family that she was lucky enough to have as her support. 

#stranger things #stranger things oc #stranger things female oc #female oc #henderson sister oc #dustin henderson #cassie henderson #lucas sinclair #max mayfield #billy hargrove #steve harrington #nancy wheeler #jonathan byers #billy hargrove x original character #billy hargrove angst #billy hargrove x OFC #steve harrington x original character #steve harrington x OFC #tw pregnancy #tw blood #tw injury #stranger things angst #steve harrington angst

[strgshazam]

Missing Out - Chapter II - I needed a change of pace

While she's smoking, he leans down and starts pressing his lips against her neck. She turns her head away from him and back towards the party to give him more room to work.

That's when she sees Steve Harrington coming their way.

She puts a hand onto Billy's chest before whispering to him, "Sorry babe, fun police is here."

Just as Billy's pulling away to see what she's talking about, Steve makes his presence known. Loudly.

"Harper! The hell are you doing back here?" Though he doesn't say it, she can feel the added 'with him' at the end of that question.

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a/n: writing has been especially tough because i'm traveling for work right now, but i'm doing my best. also, if anyone is interested in being a beta for this, please let me know!

about: billy hargrove x ofc, slow burn strangers to lovers modern!au

warnings: drug and alcohol use, substance abuse as a coping mechanism, dead dove: do not eat, eventual smut, minors dni, violence

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11:34 AM (Unknown number): Hey sweetheart, what time should I come by today?

Billy waits not-so-patiently for Harper to finish up whatever business she's doing, or even just to wake up (it's definitely the latter).

2:46 PM Harper: morning, sunshine. feel free to come by whenever. running one of my famous movie marathons today if you're interested in being a part of the hottest event of the season.

Harper sends a pin of her location to him a takes a couple of painkillers that hold a permanent residence on her nightstand. She saves his number to her phone as she dry swallows the pills.

billy the flirt: Looking forward to it. Be there in an hour.

When Billy knocks on the door of Harper's apartment, she's holding a bottle of whiskey in her hand and has a joint hanging between her lips. She opens the door and gestures with the bottle to let him in.

"Hair of the dog?" She asks as she holds the bottle out to him. He sighs before taking the bottle from her and lifting it to his lips. As if she couldn't get hotter, she's drinking straight whiskey through a hangover? Jesus.

She leads them toward the couch where there's already a movie playing on the TV. She sits down with her back against the arm of the couch and her legs folded up in front of her. Billy does the same, but he sits facing the TV with his legs spread wide. He passes the bottle back to her as she trades him the joint.

"Your boyfriend fuckin' sucks," he remarks. If King Steve hadn't been such a cockblock, they would've both had a much better night.

"My what-now?" She takes a swig of the whiskey. She looks at him with an inquizitive expression. "Your boyfriend. Officer Harrington of the Fun Police," he smirks and takes another hit. Harper lets out a hearty chuckle and puts the bottle on the coffee table.

"Oh, you mean Buzz Killington? Steve's my cousin. Basically thinks he's my big brother," she picks the joint from between Billy's fingers.

He lets out a cough, "Your what? Why the fuck did he seem so bothered by you being with me, then?" He already knows the answer to his question when she says, "Like I said: big brother-type. The two of you don’t exactly get along, either.”

A devilish smirk comes across his face, “So, no boyfriend then?” She rolls her eyes and takes another hit.

“If you’re wanting to finish what you started last night, I don’t think that’s a good idea.”

“What’s wrong sweetheart? Afraid I won’t live up to the rumors? Cause I promise you, the rumors don’t even begin to cover it,” he presses his hand against her calf and starts running slow, delicate circles with his thumb.

“I don’t fuck my customers,” she offers him the last of the joint and he takes a hit before putting the roach into the ashtray on the coffee table. She does her best to maintain a neutral expression, not letting Billy know that his caress is getting to her. Apprently, she's successful.

He gives her calf a gentle pinch. “Not a customer. I haven’t bought anything from you yet.”

“And where exactly do you plan on getting your weed from, then?”

He pauses for a moment. “Aaron’s got a connection.”

“Aaron from the basketball team? Yeah I’m his connection. Same with Trevor from the football team, Noah from the baseball team, and Ryan from the Mathletes.”

“The fuck are the Mathletes?” He asks, legitimately confused. “Nevermind. All I’m saying is you can’t be the only dealer in Hawkins.”

She gives a small shrug before reaching over to the table and grabbing the whiskey bottle. “May not be the only dealer, but I’ve definitely got the best product,” she winks at him and takes a long gulp from the bottle. He gives her calf a gentle squeeze.

He chuckles, “Are we still talking about weed? C’mon sweetheart, I’ll show you the best time you’ve ever had. Not to mention it’ll piss off that little shit of a cousin of yours.”

“Awfully cocky, aren’t we?” She takes another drink before handing the bottle back to him.

“Confident,” he takes his own long pull from the bottle and sets it back down on the table. His hand is slowly crawling up the side of her leg, inching its way to her knee, as if that is going to convince her.

“You can touch my leg all you want, it’s not gonna get me to fuck you.” She pulls her phone from her back pocket, “Want some pizza? I’m buying.”

He pulls his hand back with a huff. “You’re a tough one, aren’t you?”

“Don’t start pouting, William. It’s not a good look on you.”

He ignores her comment and sinks into the couch to make himself more comfortable, "Pizza sounds good."

Throughout the ordering, the delivery, and the consuming of said pizza, they continue to pass the whiskey bottle back and forth. The once mostly-full bottle now only has a couple inches of liquid left in the bottom. Neither of them are remotely sober.

They've gone from sitting on opposite ends of the couch to Harper leaning her head on Billy's shoulder, her legs draped across his lap. He's got one arm around her and the opposite hand on her thigh. He clearly thinks the alcohol is going to be changing her mind about fucking him. Spoiler alert: it isn't.

Billy interrupts their focus on the movie by pressing his mouth against Harper's hair to ask, "So y'think Harrington would be pissed if we hooked up?"

"We aren't hooking up."

"Okay, but if."

"It'd probably piss him off enough that he'd actually win a fight for once," she smiles up at Billy. They both start laughing at the idea of Steve taking an L on every fight he's been in so far.

"Still couldn't beat me," Billy shrugs. She nods at the sentiment, "Don't doubt it. Still isn't happening."

Billy lets out a low grumble and asks, "How much do I owe you for that eighth?"

She looks up at him with an enormous grin. "Forty," she replies with a bat of her eyelashes as if to lessen the blow.

"Forty?! And I don't get laid? Highway fuckin' robbery." She shrugs his arm off of her shoulders and gently slaps him on the chest with a smile, "So go find another dealer."

He tosses his head back against the couch cushions and groans, reaching into his pocket for his wallet. He pulls out a couple of bills and hands them to her. She goes into the kitchen and rumages through a drawer for a moment before returning with a bag of weed in one hand and another smaller bag in the other.

"Need anything to sober you up a bit? My treat." She lifts the smaller bag of white powder as she hands him the weed. He takes his purchase and lets a wide grin spread across his face.

"Y'know, maybe just being your customer isn't so bad."

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove fic #billy hargrove x ofc #billy hargrove x original character #modern!au #slow burn #stranger things #stranger things fic #strangers to lovers #stranger things imagine

[manwrre]

steve: you’re the most jealous man i know.

billy: you know other men?

#stranger things #harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #steve stranger things #billy stranger things #boys in love #billy hargrove x steve harrington #steve harrington x billy hargrove #billy x steve #steve x billy #dumb boyfriends #billy’s an aries ofc he’s jealous #incorrect harringrove #incorrect stranger things quotes #my god

[hunnystufff]

After 300 years another post! I honestly need a little robot to remind me to post more often because my brain is just not working properly-

It's the cover of my new Halloween Comic that I'm posting on Patreon this month! (I also started another kinktober again over there :') )

It's about Steve getting a book with lots of dark magic-spells and ofc he thinks it's a really good idea to try out the spell to "Resurrect a dead loved one" Because what else could bring Billy back? Nothing!

And making a pact with Death is always a great idea in general.

#harringrove #steve x billy #harringrove fanart #billy hargrove #steve harrington #comic #halloween comic #ofc it's slowburn-ish again #I'm also sorry for the shameless self-promo #I'm a starving artist please forgive me

[harringroveera]

Steve: You don’t watch sad movies, Billy?

Billy: Not really, my mom used to not show me the end of sad movies, to shield me from the pain and sadness

Billy: You know, before she ran away and left me with my shitty abusive dad

Steve: …are you okay?

#harringrove #ofc he’s not stevie #billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy x steve #billy hargrove x steve harrington #incorrect harringrove quotes #incorrect billy hargrove quotes #source: friends #steve x billy #billy hargrove imagine #harringrove meme #harringroveera #harringrove textpost #harringrove ship #harringrove + text posts

[midnightswithdearkatytspb]

MidnightsWithDearKatyTSPB's Recommendation List: February '23 Part 2

Welcome to February's recommendation list, part two. If you haven't already, you can find part one here. The last list had 32 fanfiction recs in it this one might come in a little under as I have my cousin coming to visit me the last few days of the month. If you are interested in having your writing challenges featured here, or your stories, or even just your blog, please feel free to tag me, in your works, message me, or use the hashtag MidnightWithDearKatyTSPB. I hope your valentines day was a good one and those partaking in Lent, you got this! Happy March everyone!

WE REACHED THE LIMIT ON THIS LIST! FROM NOW ON, I'LL TRY & NOT TO MAKE IT SO LONG. SORRY!

🌹 February '23 Pt 1

March '23 🍀

Masterlist

Billy The Kid: The Playlist (Billy O'Grady) - "So what is wrong with another sin?" - "Rock You Like A Hurricane" by Scorpions

King Billy O'Grady (Moodboard)

Playlist for Uhtred the Berserker - "You'll be a man, boy!" - "Run Boy Run" by Woodkid

Uhtred the Berserker (Moodboard)

Thomas Micheal Shelby - "There was no doubt that Tommy Shelby had a soul and a heart that beat."

Luca Changretta (Moodboard)

Thomas Shelby "I Need My Girl" (Mood Board)

A Daughter's Return (Moodboard)

Tommy Shelby Pinterest Ask Game (Moodboard)

Lavender Haze >> Tommy Shelby x Estella Holland (Moodboard)

ONE-SHOTS:

*36 Minutes by @acewritesfics >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Reader gets stood up, but is it really so bad? | Ace delivered again in her Valentine's Day Fic Special. Cranking out some of the best works, I've ever read.

*As The World Caves In by @areyenotfondofmelobster >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: What would you do when your world comes caving in? | I did indeed cry at this beautifully written masterpiece.

Bound By Blood by @noforkingclue >> Dark!Vampire!Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: You never expected that working for the Shelbys would be easy. However, you never expected you would gain the interest of Tommy, let alone what would happen next. | This was so freaking good seriously. I never knew I needed Vampire!Tommy till I read this. I need more Vampire!Tommy.

*A Christmas Journey by @notyour-valentine >> Tommy Shelby & Secretary - Summary: A Journey back from London in the Christmas Season with his secretary doesn't go as planned. | If I’m being honest, I’m not one for Christmas, but this could get me in the mood for Christmas. I love how this takes you into the mind of Tommy and how his secretary influences his view. So well written.

Daddy's Girl by @gypsy-girl-08 >> Tommy Shelby x Wife!Reader - Summary: Tommy's world revolves around his two girls, his wife, and his daughter. | This was cute and a nice change of pace to read. I would like to see more Dad!Tommy and Uncle!Finn as well.

*For A Good Cause by @peacexatxlast >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Tommy is in a mood and snaps at Frances. His wife does not approve... | So hot and so well-written!

*Mama Bear by @acewritesfics >> Tommy Shelby x Wife!Reader - Summary: Inspector Campbell thinks he can get to Tommy through his daughter. Mrs. Shelby finds out and is having none of that. | So good. It's a good reminder to never mess with a mother who loves her child and her family.

Punishment by @mxpseudonym >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Tommy’s wicked games leave you breaking the rules, but punishment for you means punishment for him too. Who can hold out the longest? | This is perfectly Spicy!

Red Lipstick by @cupidsheqrts >> John Shelby x Reader - Summary: You feel flattered when Charlie Shelby asks to marry you while your husband feels like he could strangle his nephew. | This was so adorable to read. I loved everyone's reaction as you read along.

*The Recovery by @cillmequick >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Tommy ruins his own specially planned Valentine’s evening and has to work hard to get back in his wife’s good books. | This is so good! I think I may have blushed while reading it was so good.

Tommy Pressing His Forehead to Yours by @zablife >> dark!Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: Ambushed by the Italians, the Shelby family, especially Tommy does everything he can to figure out who did it. | You know it’s good writing when the writer can get your heart to drop to the bottom of your stomach. Lee does what she does best, writing.

MINI-SERIES:

SERIES:

Betrayal by @cillmequick >> Tommy Shelby x Reader x Luca Changretta - Summary: Tommy and Y/N have been together, in secret, for some time, after growing up together on the streets of Small Heath. Tommy was poised to have everything he ever wanted until a colossal error of judgment comes back to haunt him and he finds himself on the wrong side of the woman he loves. | If you haven't read it yet, please do yourself a favor, grab a drink, and get ready to be blown away.

DRABBLES:

Day 14 by @acewritesfics >> Tommy Shelby x Reader - Summary: This is a request I made where Tommy gets the marriage license for their marriage. | I'm so happy with how it turned out. It felt like I was getting a Valentine's Day gift.

MINI-SERIES:

Try a Little Tenderness by @ramp-it-up >> Mob Boss!Steve Rogers x Reader - Summary: Steve can't win you with presents. He's got to try a little tenderness. | I came here for the pairing and stayed for the plot. It’s so hot, the plot, that is. Please enjoy this as much as I did.

ONE-SHOTS:

His Most Prized Possession by @bucky-barnes-diaries >> Dark!Mob!Bucky x Wife!Reader - Summary: You’re the wife of the most feared man in all of New York City, James Buchanan Barnes, the mob boss of the biggest mafia in town. Your his—his girl, his beauty, his love, his property, his most prized possession. He will torture and kill anyone who dares to make any advances on his woman, and he won’t hesitate to show them who you belong to in the most sinful way possible before their end. | Just the kind of hot you need on a cold winter's morning. It is 🥵 🥵 🥵 y’all! Remember to read the warnings ⚠️!

Shake It Like A Polaroid Picture by @world-of-aus >> Pornstar!Bucky x Pornstar!Reader - Summary: Bucky loves to take pictures to remember you. | So very spicy, and I loved the writing and teasing!

The Video by @becca-e-barnes >> Pornstar!dbf!Bucky Barnes x Reader - Summary: You find out what your father’s best friend does for work. | Don't ask me why but Pornstar!Bucky and Steve are some of my favorites to read and this one does not disappoint me. You get a good dose of feels, along with a good dose of spiciness in this.

Unattainable by @heavysoldat >> dbf!Bucky Barnes x Reader - Summary: The reader has a horrible, no, good day, in which Bucky comes to save the evening. | If you want something hot to read on a lonely night, this is it for you.

What Goes Around by @navybrat817 >> BFD/DBF!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader - Summary: Bucky is your friend's dad and your dad's friend and nothing more. Until he isn't. | This is hot, it’s got the shameless smut, and it’s got the possessive Bucky. What more could you really ask for?

Why Wait by @fatecantstopme >> DBF!Bucky Barnes x Plus size!reader - Summary: You've known Bucky for years, but the dynamic between you had begun to shift since you'd graduated college. He suddenly found himself struggling to act normal around you and you decided to make it your mission to find out why. | The jokes in this were fantastic. It had me laughing. The writing in general, was just fantastic, especially when you get to the hot stuff. Highly recommend!

ONE-SHOTS:

In The Shadow by @littlefreya >> General Kirigan x Reader | Geralt x Reader - Summary: Geralt and you are captured by the Darkling and about to find out his means of punishment are quite unusual. | I would have never thought of this crossover, and I'm so glad the writer did. Please read the warnings, its dark but oh-so-good!

*Stories of Us by @writingdumpster >> Jonah Heidelbaum x Hunter!Reader - Summary: Jonah tells the reader he wants to have a family but she doesn't think she's worthy of motherhood after all she's done. | Do you hear that in the distance? That would be my heart breaking and slowly being put back together all in one one-shot. That is how well-written this is!

TEACH ME + R U SHY? by @ramp-it-up >> Lloyd Hansen x Reader - Summary: Lloyd's had his eye on the maid for the past three days, thinking he's struck the gold mine when he's found a 19-year-old virgin. | This is *chefs kiss* perfect. You will not believe the ending.

MINI-SERIES:

Lost Without You Pt. 1 & Pt. 2 by @gypsy-girl-08 >> Cillian Murphy x Reader - Summary: Your six-year relationship with Cillian, comes to an end. Can you both move on? | This made me feel everything I wanted to feel in a two-shot/mini-series. You have the heartbreak, the love, and the devotion the characters have for one another. Very beautiful.

SERIES:

Begin Again Pt. 2 by @teds-mustache-wrangler >> Ted Lasso x OFC!Penny - Summary: When Penny starts working at AFC Richmond as their new head photographer, she catches the eye of a certain mustached, happy-go-lucky, head coach of the team. But can their spark endure through the season’s pressures and the demons of their past? | You don't understand how honored I am to be able to read this before it gets posted, and also to get to see the characters develop. I didn't ever recall laughing at a story before, but this one, this one makes me laugh.

@zablife - Let's take a moment to say happy one-year anniversary to Lee here on Tumblr! She has over 100 writings she accumulated over the year she's been on here, sharing with us. Lee writes for the Peaky Blinder fandom and the fandom is so very lucky to have her.

#recommendation list #ktk recommends #midnightswithdearkatytspb #peaky blinders #tommy shelby x reader #thomas shelby x reader #thomas shelby #tommy shelby #billy hargrove #stranger things #fortunate soul #ted lasso x ofc #ted lasso #darce montgomery #uhtred of bebbanburg #jonah heidelbaum #jonah heidelbaum x reader #john shelby x reader #charlie shelby #luca changretta #general kirigan #shadow and bone #geralt of rivia x reader #general kirigan x reader #lloyd hansen x reader #lloyd hansen #the gray man #dom!tommy shelby x reader #bucky barnes x reader

[cbrosa-archived]

one of the many reasons billy and eddie didn't die is because they survive it all and then they all go to los angeles with their pretty boy steve getting shit-faced and fucking around at the whisky a gogo vibing to guns n roses, winger, and cinderella seeing them live and stuff. becoming the kings of the sunset strip!!!

#THEY'D ALL SIMP GNR ESP BILLY #stranger things #billy hargrove #steve harrington #eddie munson #personal #harringrove #steve x billy #steddie #steve x billy x eddie #THIS POLY AU JFC 🥵🔥🤌🏻🤌🏻 #like some sort of almost famous vibe yknow #and ofc steve is their groupie and muse!!!! 🥹

[hardestgrove]

I want Billy and eddie to get into a HEATED fight about music and then start to aggressively make out while the kids run away in horror as they begin to strip

#billy hargrove #eddie munson #billy x eddie #mungrove #the enemies to lovers I need in my life #they like the same music but are rabid fans of different bands so they battle to the DEATH #also eddie is a fucking nerd so ofc billy has to obliterate him #the jokes on him tho bc eddie plays guitar and he’s sadly Into That

[every-dayiwakeup]

Britney Spears voice: it's been awhile

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On the night Steve decides to pop the question to Billy, he has the ring stuffed into a chocolate cheesecake.

He leaves to prepare himself, and when he returns, he finds the cake gone, and his smug looking soon to be fiancé's mouth covered in chocolate.

The ring is nowhere to be found.

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#i now want chocolate cheesecake #back on my bs #lmk if you want more clownery lol #harringrove #harringrove solos #harringrove headcanons #harringrove imagines #harringrove scenarios #incorrect harringrove quotes #harringrove quotes #turns out billy saw the ring but he lets steve think he actually ingested it #because hes a lil shit #ofc steve still asks him #and ofc billy says yes #billy hargrove #billy x steve

[lutes-and-dandelions]

The many years post-canon fic I’ve been working on now has a title: love me the way you love the water. And I only have one chapter left to write before I can start posting! The end of chapter five (which I finished this evening) was a doozy, and I’m really excited to share it but in the mean time here is a fun little snip from chapter two 😁

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“Oh fuck yes!” Billy exclaimed, bouncing over to the radio to turn it up. The opening strains of Jumpin’ Jack Flash blared out of the speakers. “I was born in a crossfire hurricane!” Billy sang, low and far too flat but not giving a fuck, and why would he? It was one of his favourite songs. He danced his way back to the stove and shook his hips in time to the guitar riff as he stirred the mince.

“Don’t give up your day job,” Robin hooted at him, turning to watch him over her shoulder.

“You’re just jealous of my slick moves,” Billy crooned, turning around and shimmying his shoulders. It looked ridiculous and the fact he had a wooden spoon in hand only made it more so.

“I hate to break this to you, but there’s nothing slick about you, Billy boy,” Daisy laughed as she entered the room, hair wet and wearing a t-shirt that Robin had stolen from Steve years ago.

“How could you wound me so?” Billy gasped in fake outrage, eyes glinting with mischief as he slapped a hand to his heart. “I’m here, slaving over a hot stove to make you all dinner and all I get is grief.”

“I haven’t even said anything,” Steve protested, laughing.

“Exactly! Not a word to defend me!”

“However will you forgive me?” he asked, smirking.

“You have to come and dance with me, it’s the only way. You all do. Kitchen’s are made for dancing anyway.”

There had been many nights over the years spent getting drunk and dancing around kitchens, some big, some small, but always a fun time.

“Well when you put it like that,” Robin grinned, throwing her cards down and standing up. She held her hand out to Daisy, who took it in an instant before they started to do the twist, the move not really fitting with the song but they didn’t care.

Billy dipped his chin slightly and fixed Steve with an expression he couldn’t quite read, raised his eyebrows and beckoned him over with the hand not holding the spoon. Letting his head tip to the side Steve smiled and stood up, strutting over to the stove, raising his forearms and pointing up at the ceiling, moving his shoulders back and forth while he shook his head along to the beat. Once Steve was close enough, Billy reached out with his empty hand and took one of Steve’s, immediately turning him into spin.

“Don’t forget the mince!” Steve laughed, breathless and suddenly ecstatic,

“When have I ever burnt our dinner?” Billy asked with a grin. He stopped spinning Steve around but he didn’t let go of his hand, keeping a hold of it as they moved from side to side. They never got to dance like this in public, even without the hand holding, always having to pair with either Daisy or Robin, it was part of the reason they had so many kitchen parties, and like this, Steve could almost forget that was only friendship between them.

-oOo-

love me the way you love the water, coming to my ao3 soon 😁

#harringrove #steve x billy #steve/billy #steve harrington x billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy hargrove #robin buckley #robin x ofc #my stuff #my work #love me the way you love the water #honestly I’m so excited to share it I feel like I’m constantly vibrating 🤣

[taintedcigs]

GETAWAY CAR — rockstar!e.m. x f!reader

♬ I'm in a getaway car, I left you in a motel bar, put the money in a bag and I stole the keys, that was the last time you ever saw me. ♬

summary: in which you return to hawkins to attend your best friend nancy's wedding, facing the problems you left behind, and the one person you abandoned; eddie munson. — inspired by getaway car by t.s.

spotify playlist.

warnings — ANGST, pining and slowburn, two idiots in love!!, second chance at romance, kinda friends to hating each other to lovers, strong language!, smut (eventually, minors dni), portrayal of a toxic, emotionally/physically absive relationship (not the main ship ofc), mentions of alc*hol and drg use.

pairings — rockstar!eddie munson x fem!reader, past billy hargrove x fem!reader

authors note — okay i sweeearr this is the last time. i made myself a cover and im sooo excited to share this series with yall again, this was one of the first series i posted but i rlly hated how i wrote that so this is almost like an entirely new version of it ! im so proud and so excited for you guys to read it ❥

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- CHAPTERS

chapter one: best of times, the worst of crimes

chapter two: where i end you begin.

chapter three: i’ll swim down, would you?

chapter four: two notes and a heart down

chapter five: struck a match & blew your mind

chapter six: all tomorrow's parties

chapter seven: she’s thunderstorms

chapter eight: made your mark on me

chapter nine: multitude of casualties (coming soon ♡)

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- BLURBS

flashback when you met me (coming soon ♡)

#eddie munson x reader #eddie munson series #eddie munson x y/n #rockstar!eddie munson #rockstar!eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fanfic #getaway car #getaway car series #eddie munson angst #eddie munson imagine #stranger things #eddie munson x fem!reader #IM SO EXCITED #I HOPE U GUYS LIKE IT BC I SPENT TOO MUCH TIME ON THE CHARACTERIZATION #ITS STUPID BUT IDC

[strgshazam]

Missing Out - Chapter I - I'm so glad I woke up today

While she's smoking, he leans down and starts pressing his lips against her neck. She turns her head away from him and back towards the party to give him more room to work.

That's when she sees Steve Harrington coming their way.

She puts a hand onto Billy's chest before whispering to him, "Sorry babe, fun police is here."

Just as Billy's pulling away to see what she's talking about, Steve makes his presence known. Loudly.

"Harper! The hell are you doing back here?" Though he doesn't say it, she can feel the added 'with him' at the end of that question.

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a/n: tags and characters will be updated as the story moves along. there will be eventual smut. maybe. probably.

about: billy hargrove x ofc, slow burn strangers to lovers modern!au

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Harper had heard about the infamous Billy Hargrove, sure. Her customers had mentioned the new guy in school, not to mention Steve never shut the fuck up about their rivalry. Of course she had heard about how hot he was, how much of an asshole he was, how great in bed he was. But she didn't expect him to be this attractive. Were these other rumors gross underestimations too?

She sat on a picnic table in the backyard of….someone's house party. To be honest, she didn't give a shit whose party it was. She was here to conduct a business. Maybe that's a bit too formal. She was here to sell drugs to teenagers. But it was how she kept her bills paid, so business it is. Cigarette in hand, she was sitting on top of the table with her feet on the bench. Along with the small black bag she had tucked between her feet on the bench, she was dressed in all black: her Docs, her jeans, and the lace bodysuit she had on that was better described as lingerie than clothing. This was entirely on purpose: the sexier she looked, the more easily she could sucker her customers into buying more than they were originally asking for. It was a fairly warm night, so the worn leather jacker she brought (also black) was laying on the table directly underneath her so as to provide some semblance of a cushion between her and the table. It wasn't working.

Despite her discomfort, she was having a great night - with sales, at least. She had gone through most of the weaker shit she brought along, leaving her with a bit of weed, some coke, and a fair amount of pills left. That's when she saw him: his tucked-in shirt almost completely unbuttoned, heavy boots, a gold necklace, and jeans that fit him almost too well. Plus it was painfully obvious that he had spent a decent amount of time making sure his hair looked perfectly coiffed. He's standing just outside the backdoor of the house with that asshole Steve used to hang around with. Suddenly, said asshole points directly at Harper, causing Billy and her to make direct eye contact. God he was pretty. She takes one more drag from her cigarette as he starts walking toward her. She stubs the butt out on the bottom of her boot and flicks it directly into the pool nearby.

"Hey sweetheart, haven't seen you around before," he smirks as he's closing in on the table. He sits down beside her and leans back on his hands.

She leans back with him, mimicking his posture, "Must not be looking very hard then, handsome."

"Well that can't be true. If there were someone as hot as you walking around Hawkins, I would've been the first to know."

"Is that so? Any girl who's above a seven needs to be on your radar, huh?" She quips back at him. He seems unphased.

"Please. You think I'd be caught dead with anyone less than an 8.5?" Okay, so he's absolutely full of himself, but at least he's quick.

"Can I help you with something, or did you just come over here to shower me in compliments? Cause I'll accept either, honestly."

He nodded his head back to where the asshole was standing, "Tommy over there told me you've got some party favors. I was in the market." That's the asshole's name. Tommy. She tells herself she's going to remember it this time, but she won't.

She grabs the small bag from between her feet and gives a sort of 'follow me' gesture to Billy. They get up from their seats and walk over to the side of the house where there's no crowd.

"What kind of party favors were you looking for, sweet thing?" She leans against the wall of the house and Billy stands directly in front of her. Almost too close.

"Just some weed. Maybe an eighth?" He takes a small step even closer to her as she unzips the bag she's carrying. She frowns, "I've only got a couple pre-rolls left. But I'll tell you what - I'll smoke one with you, no charge, and you can come by my place tomorrow to pick up the eighth."

He's now directly next to her, leaning his shoulder against the wall. He starts brushing some of her hair behind her shoulder and she can smell the mint and cigarettes on his breath. He's smiling something wicked, "Sounds perfect, doll."

Harper pulls one of the few joints she has in an Altoids can from her back and places it between her teeth before rezipping her bag and placing it over her shoulder. By this point, Billy is already pulling out a lighter to assist her. Once the end of the joint is lit, she takes a deep inhale and holds it in. She looks her smoking partner directly in the eyes while she exhales, following it up immediately with her second hit. Wordlessly, she passes the joint to him.

Harper is used to people flirting when it comes to their drugs. Trying to get a discount, usually. Sometimes it works, but not usually. Not to mention she fully anticipated Billy Hargrove being an enormous flirt even if drugs weren't involved. What she wasn't expecting was for Billy to take a hit before using his free hand to gently grab her face, pushing her lips into a pout. His lips just barely graze hers as he exhales the smoke directly into her mouth. She can't remember the last time she shotgunned with someone - and it's definitely never made her this flustered. Billy takes one more hit, this time exhaling away from the both of them, before passing the joint back to her. She's doing her best to remain unphased (at least visibly) while she takes her next hit. She thinks she's doing a pretty damn good job until Billy surprises her yet again. While she's smoking, he leans down and starts pressing his lips against her neck. She turns her head away from him and back towards the party to give him more room to work.

That's when she sees Steve Harrington coming their way.

She puts a hand onto Billy's chest before whispering to him, "Sorry babe, fun police is here."

Just as Billy's pulling away to see what she's talking about, Steve makes his presence known. Loudly.

"Harper! The hell are you doing back here?" Though he doesn't say it, she can feel the added 'with him' at the end of that question.

"It's called running a business, Steven. You should try it sometime," she quips as she rolls her eyes at him. She pulls the bag off her shoulder and grabs a pen out of it. Without a word, she grabs Billy's hand and begins writing something on his wrist.

"Here's my number. Text me tomorrow when you want to come by," she winks at him before walks toward Harrington. Billy can hear them arguing back and forth as they walk back into the house, but he can't hear what's being said.

He looks down at his wrist and adds the number into his phone before it gets smudged.

#stranger things #stranger things fic #billy hargrove #billy hargrove fic #billy hargrove x ofc #billy hargrove x original character #modern!au #slow burn #strangers to lovers

[ebaylee422]

Landside

Billy X GF!Reader

Authors Note: We want a scared Dad Billy? Yeah we’re gonna get one.

AU Summary - This is if Billy didn’t ‘actually' die during Season 3. He’s been with the group for a year, even aiding them against Vecna Season 4. Everyone who fell victim to Vecna was trapped in the Upside Down, including but not limited to Barb, Billy (ofc), Bob, Chrissy, Eddie, Jason, etc You get the idea. They all still bear the weight of what happened to all of them. It’s like they were raised from the dead if you will. This fic takes place maybe five years later? So 1990-91 ish

Warnings/Tags: Smut, Unplanned pregnancy, family trauma, name-calling between friends. Fixing everything and any death post season 4, lots of Steddie and Ronance, Talk of body issues, pregnancy fears, fear of not being good enough, Physical violence in the form of threats or thrown objects.

Word Count: 7.8k

I come up from doing a few laps in the pool, stepping up the stairs. Billy walked towards me with a towel in hand.

“Looking good out there Ms. Y/L/N.” I smirk, taking the towel from his hands, dabbing at the water on my face and hairline.

“Thank you,”

“Perfect form, and that suit is marvelous.” he winks.

“Well your form is marvelous,” I say making him blush, “I mean, you are a great teacher, teaching lessons to the kids-”

“You know, I could uh. I could teach you if you like?”

“Oh?”

“Yes, well, I know all the styles.” he looked me up and down, opening a piece of gum. Setting his free hand to follow the strap of the bikini dangerously close to cupping my breast. “Free style, um Butterfly, and Breast stroke.” I watch him breach his soft lips slipping the gum into his mouth, accidentally dropping the towel in my hands.

“Oops.” I bend over, picking up the towel slowly. So he can see the arch of my back and the space between my bathing suit and breasts. “I didn’t know you offered adult lessons.”

“Well you know, I offer advanced lessons to a select clientele. Come to think of it, there's a good pool out at uh, Motel 6 on Cornwallis. Very quiet, you know, very private. Should we say tonight, 8 o’clock.”

“Wouldn’t this be the 4th time this week Mr. Hargrove? I don’t think there’s anything left to teach me.” I brush my hands on his chest toying with the whistle around his neck.

“Oh you see that’s where you're wrong I think there are plenty of things left to do. I just don’t think I’ve pushed you hard enough.” leaning into the tease, brushing up my arm leaving goosebumps even in the damp heat of summer.

“Well I need to-”

“It will be the workout of your life.” he cut me off,

“I will need your help deciding what to wear, you have such impeccable taste.” I ran my hand down my side over the hem of the swim bottoms, knowing it drove him crazy looking at the light trail of hair disappearing into my swim bottoms along my pelvis.

“A tease you are,” he pulls my waist to him, kissing me deeply for everyone at the pool to see how taken we are with each other. My fingertips dip into his waistband, distracting him while my tongue dips into his mouth, snatching the gum and pulling back quickly. "Oh a thief too, I see your game." I blow a bubble, smacking the gum and twisting out of his arms to hold his hands.

“Gotta hit the showers, California, perhaps a rain check? I’ll find you before I leave!” winking and popping the gum one last time, skipping to cool off from the hot sun in the women's locker room. 

Grabbing a fresh towel and some soap from my locker I pull the curtain taut. Letting the water run over my suit, unsticking it with all the chlorine and sunscreen. Hanging it on the hook, tying my hair up and washing my body. Just when there’s suds' coating my eyes I hear someone pull the curtain open,

“This one’s taken!” I hide my body against the wall, trying to wash out the soap when the curtain closes again. Getting frustrated I vigorously put water in my eyes, hearing wet steps. A hand covers my mouth so I can’t scream, turning me around quickly to the haughty chuckle. Billy stands smiling wildly, “What do you think you're doing!” I smack at his chest, he shushes my protest, kissing down my throat creating a bee-line to my chest. Instinctively I hook my arms around his neck, looking down to see he’s also completely naked. “You're supposed to be working, go away.” I hum as he kisses the tops of my breasts.

“But your breasts are so amazing and all soapy. God, have they gotten bigger? My girls, all pretty and sensitive.” he whines on my neck, “and I know you didn’t just buy a suit I wanted, tease me with it. Not wanting me to fuck you, oh not my doll! What have you done with her?!” I laugh as he shakes me, hands on the middle of my spine.

“Okay well then it worked better than I thought, I guess actions speak louder-” he was hammering the spot on my neck that gives my stomach butterflies, “Billy-” I whine.

“Yes? Anything for you.” he looked up, with those gorgeous blue eyes pupils of black onyx swallowing the ocean with lust.

“B, I don’t feel too good...” I pout,

“Well then, let me make you feel so much better, huh? Let Billy take care of you. I'll make you feel better, and damn you smell so good, Indiana.” He doesn’t push my limits by forcing himself on me, just showering me with love in his way of physical contact.

"Billy-..."

"What hurts baby?"

"My back, and I'm nauseous." I hold onto him, playing with his St. Christopher’s necklace under the cool water.

"Well I could blow your back out for ya and buy you dinner afterwards. A nice corn dog and push pop from concessions?"

"You're not helping. You corn dog."

"Correction, it's horn dog." He blows a raspberry along my neck, correcting me.

“Billy! Someone will hear us!” I laugh, running my hand through his wet locks.

“Nope paid that one kid five bucks to scare anyone off, think his name is Ben. Maybe Benson?”

“There’s a teenager outside the woman’s shower room scaring people away so you can fuck me?”

“No, I locked the door and put one of the shower chairs under the handle!”

“Hmm, might take me a little more convincing.” I tease, pushing his shoulders down for him to kneel in front of me. He winks holding onto the backs of my thighs.

“God damn, doll.” He nuzzles his nose along the seam of my cunt, lifting one of my legs to hook over his shoulder. “So fucking wet f’ me, huh?”

“Yes...” I moan when he licks a trail from my entrance to my clit sucking the button into his mouth to roll it over his tongue. He looks up at me as two of his fingers split my folds curling them inside me.

“Shit Billy, ‘M close.” I pant holding the back of his head as he licks my cunt like his favorite ice cream flavor. He pulls off suddenly standing, retreating his fingers from my cunt to circle my clit.

“Want to feel you cum on my cock, doll. Get me there.” He commands, thrusting his swollen and leaky cock against my thigh. I grasp him, rolling in matching circles with my thumb along the tip.

My head thumps the tile wall and we giggle at the noise.

“You okay?” He holds me cheek in his free hand then threading his fingers into my soaked hair.

“Yeah, want you.” I whisper, kissing his lips with bruising passion. He takes himself from my hand lining up with my entrance. Holding my other leg against his hip now so I’m spread open for him. He puts my hand between our bodies above my clit,

“Rub your clit for me, not gonna last long in your pretty pussy.” I whimper at the thought, he kisses me deeply as he pushes inside. My walls have to re-stretch around his girth every time. My free hand accidentally scratches along his back as he pounds into me. He pants into my mouth as he picks up speed, I squeeze around him cumming with a soft cry of his name. That sends him over the edge. I can feel the first wave of his hot load as he pushes himself deeper inside. 

Billy drops my leg, rubbing at my hip and holding me upright as we come down from our high. He kisses along my collarbone as he reaches for my body wash. We spend a few minutes in peaceful post orgasm, treasuring each other’s bodies before he speaks.

“Feel better, doll?” Billy whispers like an unspoken confession.

“A little, thank you honey.” I turn off the water after we clean ourselves off, he dries off by shaking out his hair like a dog. Pelting me with water droplets in the process.

“What?” He acts innocent as I dry my arms and legs, “I’m going back to the pool anyway.” He hands me a towel allowing me to dress moderately dry. Giving up his water after his guided workout, I take one sip before being hauled over his shoulder.

“Billy!” I yell as he grabs my bag from the hook, moving the chair from the door.

“What? I promised my girl some dinner!” He smacks my ass when he walks down the hall to concessions.

“Billy put me down, I’m too heavy!” I groan, getting nauseous from the pressure on my abdomen. He sets me down on the counter cutting the line completely, getting one of his close friends Heather’s attention in the process. 

“Horseshit, you’re fucking light if anything and beautiful no matter what. You could turn green and I’d still do ya.” Heather and I audibly cringe at him.

“Regular for both of you?” she asks leaning over the counter

“Yeah, three corn dogs and a large coke with-”

“With mustard I know!” She goes to the single fryer, dropping them in.

“Have you tipped her today?” I ask him, pinching his waist.

“Ow, hey we both work here. I might as well give her some of my paycheck with the amount of food we trade.”

“Trade?” I raise my eyebrow in disbelief “Billy it is your responsibility as the straight white man to empower the women in your life. Be better.”

“Yeah ass-wipe, be a good civil servant and pay me.” Heather leans over handing me a paper cup of Coke with a straw.

“Stuff it dyke.” I gasp smacking him in the chest, “Ow!”

“Bite me lunkhead.” She fires back at him, they flip each other off like children.

“You two are terrible to each other.” I groan, sliding off the counter when she sets the bag down next to us.

“Hey Y/N, are you coming to the tailgate tonight with everyone?” She asks, tearing a twister with her teeth.

“Um, I don’t know yet. We’ll call you tonight if we can’t make it. Right Bills?” I look at him looking for a way out of it.

“No babe we gotta. We’re hosting the after party at our place with everyone. So I can keep an eye on Max.”

“Don’t go all psycho big brother on her, she’s in high school Billy.” They start to argue about what they were exposed to at young ages and with Max’s condition Billy argues she could be taken advantage of. I feel dizzy as they argue, leaning onto Billy’s shoulder for support.

“You can’t say shit because you are an only child, huh?” Billy pulls me closer by my waist, trying to have me side with him. “Doll, you okay?”

“Huh? Just got really sleepy, I think I should nap and pick up the apartment before we have a bunch of our friends and family over.” I kiss his cheek, “I’ll see you at home?”

“Yeah of course, you want me to walk you to the car?” Billy asks worriedly, pressing a kiss to my temple and hugging me tightly goodbye.

“No it’s okay, have a good shift guys. I’ll see you tonight!” I wave leaving the food and cola with Billy. I drive home quickly and pass out on the couch immediately blaming it on the Hawkins heatwave.

I woke up a couple hours later to dishes clanking together and whispered song lyrics. Stretching my aching muscles, I stand seeing a blanket thrown over my lap. Smiling, I walk into our kitchenette to see Billy with his Walkman on full blast, before he can see me. My stomach gurgles and I race to the bathroom, throwing up an empty stomach of Water and Cola. I sit on the floor for a moment dizzy, dry heaving a few times. Noticing I’d knocked over a box of tampons that were unopened. My heart drops as I try to piece together when I’d had my last period.

“Shit...” I scramble off the bathroom floor going into the bedroom with my purse with my planner and address book. By the book it could’ve been anywhere from 7 to 9 weeks ago. It’s not like Billy and I’s sex life isn’t consistent, and birth control wasn’t something I could feel good about. We agreed to use condoms and suffer any consequences if that happened. Last time this happened was in Highschool, Billy took me to the clinic and they gave me something called Danazol or something like that. Everything turned out okay then, but we were older now this really had consequences now if I was truly pregnant.

“Y/N? Where are you at doll?” Billy yells down the hallway, dragging his feet and hitting his hip on the hall table like always. I look at myself in my vanity mirror and quickly wipe my eyes clean. Running into the closet before he steps inside the room. 

“Picking out my outfit for tonight!” I answer back, clearing my throat.

“Oh yeah?” Billy comes around the corner, wrapping his arms around my waist. “Does that mean my girl is gonna give me a little show?” He chuckles.

“Unless you wanna be late to the tailgate? Not again, hot stuff.” I turn out of his arms, looking in our shared dresser for pants.

“Ooo you should wear those black Levi’s your butt looks good in.” He thinks, always having the more trendy style out of the two of us.

“Okay what shirt? I don't want to get too hot.” I add taking the high waisted Levi’s out, with a tired huff.

“I’d say none because you’re already smoking-” Billy teases

“Billy please, you are the one who got me into this mess. Please help me.”

“Okay, I’m sorry for finding you the best thing in my life so violently attractive.” He pleads and pouts “Forgive me, and definitely that solid red crop you wear to the bars.”

“I wear that to show off my boobs and get us free drinks.”

“Exactly, you look great in it.” I scoff, grabbing the clothes and some fresh under clothes.

“Are you ready to go?” I asked him from the bathroom, happy he didn’t look too closely at my facial expressions. Billy has a way with prying things out of people, part of the endless Casanova charm.

“Hell yeah got and eight pack and Munson and that other tall dude are bringing the dobie. We are all set.” He goes on about the plans tonight as I get ready in the bathroom. Looking under the sink after I change my clothes I look for a spare test. Always having some cheap ones lying around for myself or friends. Hitting a particular box with my hand I take it out and go to pee. Setting it on the counter while adding a hint of makeup and volume to my hair.

“Almost ready, Bills.” I call out, waiting longer than three minutes. I close my eyes and flip over the test on the counter. Taking a deep steadying breath in through my nose and out through my mouth. My neck sweats as I slowly open my eyes, looking down. I gasp, loud enough it worries Billy.

“Babe?”

“Sorry accidentally stabbed my eye with the mascara wand!” I say the first thing that comes to mind, cringing as I hold my hand over my mouth.

“Okay we let's get going Indiana, we can’t keep my fans waiting.” He laughs, starting to open the bathroom door. I scramble throwing the test into the medicine cabinet and shutting the mirror.

“Yeah, let’s go!” Billy dips in for a kiss,

“You look beautiful.”

“I look like a sl-”

“No, do you like it?” He asks honestly, I nod my head. He’s matched with cut offs and a Def Leppard muscle tee. “Then you're perfect. Grab your purse doll. I’ll go start the car.”

I smile sighing in relief, wrapping the test in toilet paper and burying it in the trash. Locking the door behind us, Billy already has his new muscle car running. A 1985 Camaro IROC-Z in his signature blue color. The drive to the large run down lot where Star Court had burned down. Gives you shivers thinking about when I lost him for nearly a whole year. He has a hand on my thigh as he pulls up next to Steve’s burgundy BMW. Robin and Nancy immediately separate us, taking me away to get each of us a drink.

“Girls, Jesus hang on a second!” I laugh barely able to get my seat belt off before I’m dragged to Argyle’s Van. 

“Hey there pretty ladies Johnny boy has the drinkies in the front seats.” He says as him and Jonathan’s head hang off the side of the out back doors. They are already toasted.

“Got any Coke?” I ask

“Which kind?” I hear a scruffy voice behind me, turning to see Eddie. I hug him tightly,

“Eddie!” I shriek, swallowing down tears in my eyes as Steve stands awkwardly next to him. I pull him into my next hug “Stevie! When did you morons get home?”

“Couple hours ago, Eddie just sold a few songs to a up and coming band in Texas?”

“Yeah, Pantera? Plus another to Warrant again, they should release their new album sometime this fall.” Eddie confirms a little smug,

“Wow good for you, babes.” I smack Eddie’s bare shoulder, feeling someone’s hands wrap around my waist and sniff my hair obnoxiously. “Billy...” I squirm feeling cold beverages in his hands.

“Hello gentlemen, see you’ve reunited with my lover.” His breath reeks of cheap beer already making my stomach turn upside-down.

“Sure have, wanna bum me a smoke like old times?” Eddie shakes Billy’s hand, Steve and Billy share a nod, still not fully healing their relationship quite yet.

“Go hang out with the guys, the girls and I are gonna mingle with some distant friends.” I encourage him, he gives me the ice cold coke he got for me before heading off with them.

“Okay Y/N,” Robin slurs a little, holding onto Nancy’s hand “now I wouldn’t say I’m an expert on breasts more a connoisseur.”

“Because you like judging people” Nancy laughs,

“Shush, baby. We’re all friends here but babes what are you doing differently? You look so hot, right now!” Robin holds her hands out like she’s trying to convince Nancy and I.

“Just a-” I freeze watching Nancy’s eyes narrow, like she does when she is trying to solve a puzzle. Damn Nancy Drew acting Wheeler.

“Just... What?” Robin asks a little loud, we both shush her.

“I’m late.”

“Late?” Robin looks at her girlfriend quizzically,

“How late?” Nancy’s eyes nearly burst out of her skull, Robin nods along with her eyes squinted.

“The positive kind.” You try to hint to both of them, Robin now bobbing along to the music as she drinks from her solo cup.

“Shit, does Billy know?”

“I took the test before we left, I don’t know what to do.”

“Does he want kids?”

“Yes, no? Shit maybe? We’re just in a really good place right now so I’m nervous.” I shrug, and Nancy hugs me. Robin turns around randomly and then runs towards Steve as he goes to get another beer.

“Everything will be okay, we’re here for you.” She takes my arm and we walk around mingling and chasing Robin away from the trunks with beer pong set up on them after she talks to Steve. 

He walks back over to the guys, Billy is catching up with Heather when Steve whispers something into Eddie’s ear.

“Yeah right, I’m gonna school your ass when we get to my place.” Billy yells at Heather as she walks towards you and the other girls. 

Steve clears his throat, Eddie looks at him oddly. Steve nods towards Billy, Eddie’s brows furrow as he sighs.

“Hey, Billy you're okay with Y/N dressing like that?” Eddie lowly wolf whistles, at the sight of her. Steve knocks on his head with his beer bottle.

“Um hello? I’m right here.” Steve rolls his eyes, Eddie knocks his shoulder, spilling his beer a little on his shirt. Billy laughs when Steve glares back, taking a long drag of his smoke and blowing it in the opposite direction of his friends.

“I picked out her outfit, I know how to fight. Y/N can wear whatever she wants.” Billy says, simply through his exhale.

“Okay man but... Stevie over here did win in ‘84. Just saying.” Eddie says critically, through his teeth, holding his hands up in surrender.

“Hey fuck off Scarface.” Billy scoffs as Steve interjects, wrapping an arm around his very not sober boyfriend's waist.

“Look Hargrove, Eds is just saying Y/N/N has filled out a bit this summer and is getting a little unwarranted attention.” Steve points the neck of his beer bottle to the ex-basketball team, all a bunch of high school rejects still living in their parents basement as they get fatter and older.

“Oh come on, they’re too scared of me to mess with my girl. I came back from the dead remember?” Billy wiggles his spare fingers while oooing and ahhing like a ghost. Eddie laughs at that, knocking their beers together while Steve’s headaches at the idiocracy.

The sun sets and a majority of the adults who have to work in the morning leave. While a majority of the high schoolers stay together drinking the now warm beer, most of our group also sticking close together about starting college or jobs in the fall. Billy and I reunited shortly after to head over to the apartment first, Lucas and Max sat in the back seat of the car as I drove, being the only sober one.

“I totally could’ve driven, I only had a few beers.”

“And smoked a joint with the guys.” I add turning down the music,

“What can't I bond with my little sister's boyfriend?”

“I had one puff, I doubt I’ll even feel anything.”

“One puff was enough, you already drank tonight Lucas.” Max says kindly, 

“Pfft you girls worry too much, right Sinclair?” Billy holds out his fist for Lucas to bump it. He laughs a little too hard when Billy tries to yank him forward.

“Don’t gang up on the only two women that enjoy your company.” Max scoffs at her brother.

“Whatever, you're up for some ball tomorrow Sinclair?”

“He can’t-” She’s cut off my Lucas explaining their plans

“Sorry Billy, it’s Max and I’s anniversary. We’re staying in Indianapolis for the night.”

“Aw how cute, please take pictures.” You fawn over them, you know exactly what Lucas has been through. That pain of losing your first love, knowing at a young age it was your last. Taking this second chance for all it’s worth every moment no matter how insignificant it is to others, is precious.  

“Better wear protection Sinclair, or I’ll have to kick your ass for knocking up my sister.”

“Billy!” Max punches him hard in the shoulder.

“What Billy means is we want you to be smart about your choices, but we can’t tell you what to do anymore-” 

“Just want what’s best for you, you’re good kids. We don’t need more children running around right now, we’re all still kids.” Billy cuts you off, 

“Um, Y/N are you on birth control?” Lucas asks politely, We’d agreed when Lucas and Max got serious their junior year they could ask me and Billy anything. I didn’t want them to feel odd for their feelings or idiots for the things that aren’t taught.

“I didn't enjoy it, I use a diaphragm sometimes which is like a cup that prevents the sperm from going up into the cervix. Yet we mainly use condoms because the latter makes us both uncomfortable.” I put simply, shrugging. I look in the back mirror. Lucas is leaning his head on Max’s shoulder as she plays with his shirt cuff.

“It feels like your jamming your penis into plastic Tupperware surrounded by warm-”

“EW! Ew stop Billy.” Max covers her ears and starts singing to the radio. I turn it up for her, we pull up to our assigned parking. Others start filling up the parking lot shortly after making a b-line straight to Billy and I’s apartment. 

“No, we had to pull off to the side of the road because we were lost, and exhausted!” Billy exasperates, 

“If Billy didn’t finally just pull over, I probably would've strangled him over the armrest.” I add to the story of Billy’s and I’s recent across-country road trip to California.

“So what happened after you figured out where you were?” Will asks

“Not exactly we-”

“We were in the backseat when a Sheriff drove by. We couldn’t even get our pants you all the way before he knocked on the window.” Billy laughs, Eddie and Argyle join him.

“I pulled down my dress while Billy collected himself enough to ask the man, old enough to be my grandfather for directions.” I rolled my eyes, leaning against Billy. He wrapped his arm around me as he finished the story.

“He handed me a handkerchief and slapped me on the back because her lipstick was smeared on my neck.” He pointed right under his jaw,

“Yeah I’m the slut and he was the stud.” I scoff,

“It’s okay baby. He probably keeled over jerking it to the image of you in that sundress when he got home that night.”

“Ew.” I cringe, “Want another babe?” I ask taking his empty beer can away.

“No, I'm good doll.”

“Hey did you hear Carol Perkins and Tommy H. are expecting?” Steve nods, sharing to Billy and I, I stiffen in Billy’s arms thankfully his too tipsy to notice.

“Yeah no shit, I never really gave a shit about them after graduation. They were the kind of people you know in school and then end it. Figures they are one of the firsts to get knocked up.” Billy continues to blabber about how he doesn’t think anyone should have kids until they’re married or at least financially stable among other things. In front of all our friends, who Buckley has told everyone closest to Billy and I. 

My stomach turns as I make eye contact with Steve. Him and Billy did work things out, my friendship with Steve and Steve’s serious partnership with Billy’s closet friend Eddie made a huge difference.  

“I’ll be back..” I walk down the hallway past my spare bedroom where Robin is passed out as Elle and Max read a Cosmo next to her. I go into the bathroom and sit on the toilet trying to collect myself. There’s a knock and a call of my name. “Almost done.” I call out,

“It’s just me doll, are you okay?” Billy talks quietly, I open the door and he swoops me into his arms, “What’s going on? You’ve been weird all night.”

“I’m sorry.” I mumble in his shoulder

“Don’t apologize, I know you haven’t been feeling good lately. Maybe we should make an appointment or something?”

“Yeah, I’ll do that. Can I ask you something?”

“Anything.” He kisses me once, then twice.

“Do you want kids?”

“Is that why your acting strange, because of the pressure of having babies outta high school?”

“You didn’t answer my question...” I whisper looking at the ground trying to will tears out of my eyes

“No, I don’t think I do. My Dad was a shitty father to say the least, he thought having me would save his marriage but the abuse he gave to my mom only got worse afterwards. That’s too much responsibility.” He answers so assured and honest it breaks my heart. 

Maybe a dog, someday but fuck kids. We’d be great Aunt ‘n Uncle to Max’s kids and anyone else who decides to baby-make.”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

“Why do you ask?” Billy asks nervous

“I heard about Carol at the grocery store and wasn’t sure how’d you react.”

“Oh Y/N I don’t give a crap about them. Not when I have you guys.”

“Hey, I think I’m going to say goodnight to everyone and lay down early.”

“Yeah? I can end the party if you need.”

“No, no. I can sleep through anything.”

“Okay doll, whatever you need.”

I go back out into the living room and slowly say goodnight to everyone, Steve, my best friend next to Billy, hugs me a little longer and a little tighter. 

“Good night, honey. We’re here for you.”

“Yeah, always Y/N.”

“Thanks guys, love you.” I blow Eddie and Steve a kiss, Eddie dramatically falls backwards and Steve catches it to place over his heart.

Everyone else bids me goodnight as well, I run into Nancy and she’s waking a very grumpy very sleepy Robin.

“You leaving?” I ask her, Robin is practically curled around Nancy’s small frame leaning on her for support.

“Yeah Robs doesn’t feel good obviously.” Nancy shakes her head, placing a kiss on her partner's cheek.

“I’m never drinking again...” Robin groans

“Get home safe girls, call the house when you get there?” I hug both of them,

“Mike is driving us home since he’s sober, we’ll be okay.” She assures me, small towns were definitely non-conforming but we’d heard of other violence acts committed on same-sex couples in the bigger cities. No one ever deserved that.

Call me, if you need anything. We’re here for you too.” Nancy adds, saying goodbye to everyone as her, Robin and Mike leave.

I go into my bedroom and close the door, putting on my pajamas and removing my makeup. My stomach turns but I go to sleep anyway, a couple hours later I feel the bed dip and a warm arm wrap around my waist. It disappears a few hours later as Billy gets ready for work. Like always, I slowly wake up before he leaves, giving him a goodbye kiss. When he’s out the door, I race to the bathroom and puke my guts out. It’s like that enough of the morning I call out of work. Laying sadly in bed most of the day, until just before Billy gets home around 6. I wash my face and take another test, once again it’s overwhelmingly showing positive. I took this one and the other I hid in the trash last night and put them in my pocket. I conjured a plan on how to tell him, Billy Hargrove. My Billy, he comes home as I’m finishing the only dinner that sounded and smelled appetizing.

“Hey Indiana! I’m home.”

“Hi California.” I call back from the kitchen, plating the chicken and pesto for two. Well three...

How was work?” He kisses me on the cheek, smelling of coconut sunscreen and chlorine.

“It was okay, I had lots of lessons today. The boss is having me take a course on training babies how to swim. Guess it’s in high demand, and extremely important. Almost 45% if not more babies from birth to age four.” He tells me wide eyed, helping me bring the plates to the table as I grab him and beer and the ginger ale I’d been nursing for a couple of hours.

“That’s horrible.”

“Yeah but it means they’re moving me to nearly full-time since those lessons are more important than just the summer. I start working at the Hawkins Rec Center in a few weeks.” He says with a smile hidden by pesto

“Wait, you got a promotion?!”

“Yep, don’t have to go back to the shop this year. I can just teach lessons and couch at the high school.”

“Billy, that's amazing!” I reach out and take his hand,

“I can’t wait, but I’m a little nervous about teaching kiddos so young.”

“You're great with kids Billy.”

“I wasn’t-”

“You’ve changed, you and Max had a lot of unresolved issues. Things have gotten a lot better the past couple years. For christ’s sake she is here for dinner at least once a week if not more. Not even Susan can say she sees her daughter as much.”

“Thanks, how was your day?” He kisses the top of my hand all suave and romantic,

“Haven’t been feeling to good but I think I’ll get better in a couple months...”

“You go to the doctor?”

“No, I took a test yesterday and today.” I swallow the bile rising in my stomach

“If you didn’t go to the doctors-” I cut Billy off, running to the bathroom and clutching the toilet bowl. He follows, then helps by holding my hair and rubbing my back. “We should go to the ER, you didn’t even drink yesterday.”

“It’s okay-”

“No the hell it’s not Y/N! You’re throwing you guts up and you’ve-”

“Billy...” I hold out my hand for him to help me up, flushing the toilet before washing my hands. Tears fall down my cheeks,

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to yell...”

“It’s not that.” I strain to find the two words, hiding my face in my hands.

“What’s going on?”

“Promise we can talk about this?” I turn to him dizzy, I take his hand in mine and go to sit down on our bed.

“We can talk about anything, Y/N.” He pushes my hair out of my face. I reach into my sweatshirt pocket and turn over the pregnancy tests. Tears continue to cascade down my cheeks as Billy freezes his expression is unreadable. He swallows hard taking the tests.

“I’m pregnant.” I tell him wetly, wiping away tears so I can see him better. He stands, throwing the tests down the hall with a clatter. Hard enough I jump at the sudden action. Hands running through his hair, irritation now bursting through the seams.

“What?” He scoffs

“I’m pregnant, Billy.”

“Fuck, Y/N.” He paces the foot of the bed, working himself up “How long? How long did you keep this shit from me?”

“I-I found out last night.” I explained standing close to him.

“Yeah? Is that why you’ve been all weird and shit around me? You were hiding this?”

“Nooo, no Billy. Please.” I try and reach for him,

“Don’t ‘No, Billy’ me. Is this why you don’t want to go on birth control? Just trying to trap me?” His voice gets elevated as the questions continue, he pushes off my hand like he’s been scolded with hot water.

“No, I love you.” I cry, holding onto myself

“Do you? You know I don’t want kids, Y/N!” He gets in my face words booming through the house and my ears and I gasp. “What the fuck?” He storms out the room, hearing him knock into the table in the hall with a groan before there’s a crash and bang. I run out, he’s thrown it across the hallway creating a dent in the drywall and breaking the legs of anything that was on top flung or stepped on.

“Please don’t push me away!” I raise my voice, trying to walk over the mess in my bare feet.

“Did you even think, to consider how I felt?”

“I am trying to understand but you're yelling and throwing things around. Are you blaming me for this?”

“You’ve got some nerve, it takes two Y/N. You won’t make me do shit, now move.” I find him in the living room collecting his wallet and keys.

“Billy, please-” I beg him standing in front of the door, he moves me aside with a strong hand.

“No, I’m leaving. I can’t do this, this is the one thing.”  He spits at me, fire exploding behind his eyes. 

“If you leave, I’ll never forgive you!” I call to him, my voice raw and overwhelmed with emotion.

My mind begging and pleading for him to shut the door and engulf me in his arms. Tell me everything will be okay, that he loves me and we’ll get through this.

“It’s too much.” He fums, the door slams shut behind him, shaking a picture off the wall. 

I hobble over to it, defeated, it’s one from the California trip. Billy had given the camera he borrowed from Jonathan to an older surfer to take a photo of us at the beach in our wetsuits. My hair is tied back, smiling at the camera with a teeth filled grin. While Billy looks at me and smiles, eyes dopey with exhaustion but something he hadn’t felt in a long time. Joy. The glass from the frame has shattered and scratched it, splitting the two of us by our hands. I hold it close as I dial the only people I can trust,

“Yello, Munsington household or Harrinuson if you like that better.” Eddie answers the phone, with his infectious bravoto.

“Hi Eds.” I sob out in relief.

“Y/N, honey. What’s-” His voice deepens immediately in concern,

“I-I told him, he left. He left me.” I weep into the receiver, trying to collect my thoughts.

“Okay, hey do me a favor unlock the door and turn on the TV? Distract yourself while Steve and I get there.” Eddie tells me calmly, ‘What’s going on?’ I hear Steve interrupts.

“Okay. I’ll try, I’m so sick Eddie.”

“Do you need to go to the hospital?” Eddie asks, ‘Is that Y/N/N?’ Steve interrogates still faint on the line.

“No, I’m just puking.”

“Is there blood or anything strange about it?”

“No...” I cry louder

“Hey-hey,” Eddie gets my attention again, “that’s good. Remember what I said, Steve and I are getting in the car right after I hang up.”

“Okay Eds.”

“We’ll be there soon, Sweet Girl.” Steve takes the phone from Eddie who barks ‘Steve where are my keys?!’ 

Hang tight, I’ll be right there. Everything's gonna be fine.” Steve assures both of us.

“Yeah...”

“We’re on our way.” Steve hangs up the phone, staring at his metal head boyfriend with a single shoe on untied and the other in his hands as he tears up the entire living room looking for his keys.

“Eds?” Steve stands by the landline hands on his hips.

“Hold on Steve, I gotta find my keys!” Eddie holds out his shoe pointing it at his boyfriend as he moves to the kitchen table.

“Eddie.” He scolds in a boisterous manner enough to make Eddie look at him

“What?!” Eddie yells, looking at his boyfriend to find him jiggling Eddie’s car keys in his hand,

“Get in the van-.” He motions him to the door,

“Why’d you let me tear up the apartment?”

“It was kinda funny, give me a reason to make you help me clean it when we get home.” Steve throws the keys to Eddie going to the passenger side.

“I haven’t even put my shoes on.”

“I doubt your shoes will have any impact on us kicking Billy’s ass.”

I hear a single knock at the door before a flurry of dark curls and onyx eyes enters the apartment, behind him a tanned honey colored pompadour with equally syrup eyes enters. I suck in a breath, watching them look around. Steve goes to where I’m crouched in the living room, cleaning up the glass from the picture frame. He immediately engulfs me in his arms, not saying a word as I squeeze him a little too tight.

“Hey, shhh. I’m here, Sweet Girl. I got you.” He holds me tight, his caress of my hair like an affirmation he’s molding to my skin with each rub.

“Shit Steve where is she, he tore up the hallway-” Eddie walks with untied shoes to Steve practically hoisting me in his lap as I cry, he holds one of the positive tests.

Hey, Y/N...” Eddie accidentally steps in the pile of glass swept together, he finishes the job with a broom and dustpan. My breathing steadies a bit more with them here, I’m not alone.

“I'm sorry, I don’t have anyone else to call.” 

“Hey now, none of that. Don’t apologize, you’d do the same thing if Eddie knocked me up.” I chuckle at Steve pinching his bicep, feeling relieved by the minute.

“You’d make a great mom.” I breathe deep trying to make the joke back,

“So are you.” Steve kisses my temple, swaying us in the living room. His words sink deep as I hide my wet cheeks and snotty-nose into his shoulder. 

“Um, I don't know if you want your pee stick but I found it in the entryway.” Eddie sits criss-crossed in front of us, setting the test down like an offering in front of me. Taking a minute to finally tie his shoes, as if he hasn't tripped a billion times since leaving the apartment.

“Gross Eddie, it’s just called a pregnancy test.” Steve chortles straightening out his leg to kick the other in the thigh.

“Ow! You’ve hurt me deeply Stevie, I twas trying to lighten the mood. Also that pasta is the freaking bomb.” He swats Steve’s foot away when he nudges him again. Noticing a change in mood again, instead of sadness it’s anger.

“It made me sick, that’s how the conversation started...” I mumble against Steve,

“Wait am I going to get sick from eating some?” Eddie asks alarmed

“No stupid she’s having morning sickness, keep up.” He squints at his boyfriend as if to say ‘read the room’.

“Are you PMS-ing babe? You’ve been awfully mean-” The metal head pouts,

“Shush this is about Y/N.” The King with no crown points his finger angry,

“No, I love it when you two bicker like you’ve been married for 50 years.” 

“One day with this one is a whole year’s worth of irritation.” Steve sticks out his tongue playfully at Eddie shaking his head.

“I wonder what 5 minutes of pleasure with me is then.” Eddie blows a kiss and wiggles his eyebrows.

“Ew stop being in love in front of my unborn child.” the silence is a pregnant as you are.

“So Robin wasn’t just drunk blabbering last night?” Steve rubs his warm hand along my back,

“Nope.” I pop the ‘p’, the silence overwhelms all of us until Eddie gets uncomfortable enough to speak.

“You don’t have to right this second but, you wanna tell us what’s going on?” He fumblingly asks with a concerned smile. I relay all of what happened tonight along with a few more tidbits.

“Billy hasn’t ever explicitly told me he didn’t want kids. So I wasn't expecting him to be excited and have everything figured out but he just left me.”

“Jesus Christ, you talk to anyone else?” Eddie wipes a hand over his forehead, I shake my head. Steve has been tense since I started talking about what Billy said.

“He say where he went?” Steve asks with deathly calm, I shake my head twirling the test in my hands.

“I know where he is, and I’m gonna kill ‘im.” Eddie stands up, taking out his car keys.

“No Eddie!” I whine,

“Munson, where the hell are you going?” Steve stands beside me,

“To talk some sense into this asshole, I love you I’ll be back-” He kisses Steve before running out of the complex.

“Don’t get arrested!” Steve yells out, turning back around to me. “How about you get cleaned up? I’ll clean up out here and we can watch a movie together on the couch like old times.” He offers, holding my arms and massaging my biceps to encourage laughter.

“What about the drywall? And the kitchen-”

“Y/N/N. I’ll call Wayne in the morning, I’m sure he’s got the tools from patching up the trailer. And I’ll clean the kitchen so you don’t get sick again because of the food aversion.”

“You’re stubborn...” I pout, moving over the broken pieces of wall and furniture in the hallway. 

“Nah just enough to not take shit from you and Henderson.” He laughs, picking up the trashed things in the hall as I enter the bathroom. 

Turning on the shower to warm up a few seconds allows the room to fill with steam. The first thing I see in the mirror is me, hazy and weak. Too weak to handle side effects a a little blue pill, to weak to stick up for myself and yell back, too weak to fix things. The mirror fills with steam as quickly as I fill with dread. I start undressing only able to see my body from a upper preview. For weeks I thought I was bloated, stressed out from my job and not working out. The normal protective pudge of my stomach has a small softball size curve that doesn’t move like the rest of me. It’s hard to suck in, and more prominent when I full relax. I don’t feel scared for myself, but scared of what I can offer. Alone, I’m barely able to remember to drink water but always remember to do the dishes before bed to make breakfast easier to have.

Lamenting through my own thoughts, I shake them away. There’s doctors to talk about this kind of thing, that’s what they’re there for. Support groups for mothers who don’t know what to do. The kids have taught me a lot but none of them except Erica were even under ten when we’d first met. When it’s your own child, it’s a whole different ball game. There will still be a team surrounding me even as the opponents team boo’s and hollers. Now it’s a waiting game to see if my pitcher is with me. 

I like to think Billy is a good man, not by any means by himself. Repaired as many relationships as he could, hate who he was before. He thinks before acting but I’d seen that look before, anger is normally a response to a much deeper and complex feeling. Fear, frustration, sadness. He’s been taught his whole life that the answer is to push those other things away, make room for hate, bigotry and self preservation. While I grew up in a different way, in a different world. Built for me to fail, built for me to resent motherhood as the only outcome for my life. The only thing a woman is good at, but doesn’t receive the credit for only the blame and the hard work it takes. To be loved by the things you can create but not the person you are. Billy is just as scared as I am, but I will not be the one to fix this. I will not be alone.

Masterlist

#Billy Hargrove #billy hargrove smut #billy hargrove x reader #dad!billy x mom!reader #billy hargrove x gf!reader #stranger things #stranger things smut #Fix it fanfiction

[smashtbh]

are you down to write for sub top reader x billy where reader cums but billy won’t stop riding him until he finishes too so reader is overstimulated. dom bottom billy ofc

Manners

Billy Hargrove x M!reader | fem aligned + minors dni!

not my gif!

CW: swearing, smut (lesgoo), subtop!reader, dombottom!billy, reader has a dick, sprinkled degradation, overstimulation, billy being a pillow princess in the first half, cowboy baby, refractory period? what’s that?

he/him pronouns are used to refer to the reader.

a/n: for some horrible reason i’ve had insane writer’s block so i’m going to make porn bcs that’s what i can do also this isnt proofread sorry 🤞🏽

i gotta stop smoking before writing holy shit i feel like this is all over the place im sorry i just get so much more inspo when im high 💀

There’s drops of wetness falling onto Billy’s chest, moving with his quick breathing. Y/N has been thrusting in and out of his ass for what feels like forever now. They’re both sweaty, but Billy honestly can’t tell if the liquid that’s falling on him is sweat or tears.

“Baby,” Billy calls out.

“Mmm — “

“Just like that, ooh fuck.” Billy’s smiling up at Y/N who lets out little grunts after every thrust. “You feel so good.”

Y/N lets out a humorless laugh. “Holy shit.”

“What?” Billy tweaks his own nipple. “Done so soon?”

“Billy, I came twice already.”

“That was in my mouth they don’t count.” Billy clenches around him. “I haven’t come yet.”

“I jerked you off in the car!”

“Doesn’t. Count.”

Billy kicks Y/N ass with his heel. “C’mon, stud.” He bites his lip. “Fuck me.” He tries to get some leverage to grind onto Y/N’s dick.

“Chill out, oh god.”

“People usually just call me Billy — “ Y/N slams a hand over his mouth to shut him up.

He’s thrusting in a nice slow, even pace. Y/N’s been close to the edge for a while, but he’s sure he can hold out for the rest of the night. He’ll be fine.

That is, until Billy licks his hand. And Y/N knows that he’s going to do something. Something with Billy is normally a lot.

Y/N moves his hand and lets Billy talk. Bad mistake. “I wanna ride you.”

Y/N’s hips stutter a bit. “You can’t just — say that.”

“I just did.”

“Billy I’m gonna fuckin’ — “

“Just let me ride you. Please?” Billy does his best puppies eyes and grabs Y/N’s hand, intertwining their fingers.

Y/N sighs, louder than needed. “Fine.”

“Yay!” Billy exclaims, moving up to kiss his cheek.

Y/N is now laying on the nest of pillows he made for Billy an hour ago. He’s pretty comfy, watching Billy kiss down his chest. He puts his hands behind his head.

“You look gorgeous like this.” Billy whispers, staring at Y/N.

“Thanks,” Y/N mutters. “Now get to it, pretty boy.”

Billy laughs, kisses Y/N’s stomach one more time, and proceeds to pornagraphically lick Y/N’s shaft.

“You — you are one nasty motherf-fucker.”

“Nasty, huh?” Billy says, sucking on the tip.

Y/N grunts, trying to keep his hands behind his head. Trying to keep his cool.

Billy finally sits up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He straddles Y/N’s stomach, leaning down to kiss his cheek. “Love you.”

Y/N smiles, turning his head to kiss Billy’s lips. That’s all the answer Billy needs.

He shuffles his legs back, still kissing Y/N. Billy whines against him when Y/N’s dick catches on his rim. “Fuuuuck, this is gonna be s’good.”

“Hope so.” Y/N whispers against him as he thrusts up, fucking into Billy.

They both moan loudly, Billy hiding in the space at Y/N’s neck.

“Anh — let me.. let me move, baby.” Billy sits up again, crying out at the new angle. Y/N’s hips thrust up, making his eyes water and his mouth open in a silent scream.

So fucking good. Is all Y/N can think.

Billy starts to lift himself up, balancing on Y/N’s stomach. He slams back down, making him clench around Y/N’s cock. “Billy, I’m close.”

“Where’s — your manners?” Billy asks with a particularly hard drop.

Y/N’s hands fly from behind his head to grip Billy’s hips. “I’m fucking — “

“Yeah,” Billy clenches around him again, “you’re fucking me. C’mon, come.”

So Y/N does. Almost passes out doing so.

He’s trying to control his breathing, but he’s twitching with overstimulation because Billy is still bouncing on his fucking dick.

He’s moaning and his voice is a pitch higher, it’s raspy probably from the blowjob earlier and he’s riding the shit out of Y/N.

Y/N’s hands snake up to his chest, tweaking his nipples. “Auh — oh fuck.”

The sound of Billy fucking Y/N’s come deeper and deeper into himself is almost enough to make Y/N come again.

“You’re still so — fucking — hard.” Billy grunts.

“Please tell me you’re close.” Y/N gasps, letting his hand caress Billy’s cock.

“Mm, keep your h-hand there and I’ll — ohh.” Billy doesn’t know whether to thrust into Y/N’s hand or slam himself down onto his cock. “Yeah, touch me you fuckin’ whore.”

A few more seconds of Y/N jacking him off and Billy’s coming with a scream that Y/N interrupts with a hand on his mouth. Can’t wake the neighbors again.

Billy is still grinding on Y/N’s dick, laughing at the loopy look on his face. “Two loads, you’re a slut L/N.”

Y/N doesn’t remember coming again, but he moves a bit and feels the come start to drool out of Billy’s ass. There’s a lot more than there was before.

“Says you.” Y/N laughs, gesturing at the come splattered on his stomach.

Billy just smiles, leaning down to kiss him. “Your little slut.”

Y/N twitches. “Do not.”

Billy lifts himself up, letting Y/N slip out of him, then falls beside him. “Night.”

“Billy, it’s 3 in the afternoon.”

“What. The. Fuck.”

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[supermarketbae]

Heyyy, I just found you and followed❤️ could I request a billy Hargrove x reader where they argue one night and so she goes and stays the night with Eddie and somehow billy finds out where she’s at and shows up in the middle of the night and is like fuck no she’s mine and then him and Eddie argue over her and whatever else you wanna add and end how you want ofc I’m just a sucker for jealous/ angry billy

Omgg!! Hello lovelyyyy! I appreciate the follow!! thanks so much for requesting!

anddddd i made a tiny ittyyy bitty tweak to this because I felt like a little bit of angst today (sorry in advance)

warnings: Jealous!Billy, billy thinks reader is cheating, yelling, slight* panic attack for Billy (idk not really but), fluff, angst, hurt comfort :)

Some Things, Will Never Change.

You were dreaming. You just had to be. In no universe would Billy just accuse you of cheating so blatantly. You thought you had gained his trust, but apparently, old habits die hard. "I can't believe you." Billy seethes pacing in the kitchen slamming the refrigerator door open. You winced, annoyed at the noise that echoed through the dim house, When you had got home from your summer job at the arcade, You decided to pay Billy a visit. You were starting to regret that decision. "Believe what." You spit out starting to get angry at the haughty tone he was using towards you. "You playing around." Billy says eyes narrowed. "Don't think I haven't seen you flirting with that FREAK Munson." Billy growls, throwing his soda can on the table. You sigh as it bursts, eyes following the trail of carmel liquid to the floor. "I wasn't flirting Billy, He came in searching for Max and her friends, he couldn't find them so he asked me." You grit.

"You know, asking like a sensible adult. Like you should be about this situation." You say eerily calm. Billy's anger lights up like a firework at the insult. "fuck off," he growls again. "Maybe if ya didn't parade yourself around I wouldn't have to worry." Your eyes widen at his vulgar sentence. "Shut up." Your mouth hangs open "William Hargrove, don't you dare act like you don't flirt with every single fucking girl in our fucking school. AND don't you fucking dare act like I don't fucking tolerate your dumbass shit." Your screaming now. Not one to back down from mistreatment from anyone, even your boyfriend. "Then for shit's sake leave if you don't like it!" Billy shouts at you seeing nothing but red. "Don't let the door hit you in your fucking ass on the way out either!" He roars as you grab your purse and slam the door hard on the way out.

Your tearing up slightly as you get in your car. Who knows how many miles above the speed limit your driving, but your route takes you to one of your closest friend's home, who also happens to be the cause of the argument... Eddie. Knocking on his trailer door you hear a drowsy "It's open" rouse from beyond the door. Eddie's honeyed eyes light up as you drag yourself in, but quickly dim noticing you're crying. "oh my god, sweetheart what's wrong?" you sniffle louder as he calls you the pet name Billy usually does. As he pulls you into his arms, you are reminded of how Billy's frame feels wrapped around yours, and you start bawling. The whole shebang. Complete waterworks in Eddie's arms while he tries to comfort you. "Billy-mfg-Billy hates m-me" You hiccup out.

Eddie smiles bitterly. "oh honey..." Eddie trails off not knowing what to say. "Can I just... stay here." You cut off his pitiful comfort attempt quickly, feeling like a burden already. Eddie fumbles on his words, scratching his head awkwardly as he nods "Shit-of course-uh-hell-I don't really have an extra bed or anything but I can uhm- sleep on the couch... yeah." You laugh softly at his ramble. "I'm not a princess Eddie," you sigh, "I can sleep on the couch it's fine, truly." you continue as you see a look of protest on his face. He shakes his head "I'm trying to be a gentleman here excuse you." Eddie grins boyishly, and you don't know why. It could be nerves. It could be the emotional buildup from tonight. But your heart leaps. swoons even. And with a sickening resolve, you realize Billy's argument had, unfortunately, made valid sense. However, shaking your head at the thought, you let Eddie drag you towards his room to pick out a movie to watch.

Eddie's company had proven beneficial to your mood. A mere hour into the movie and your mind was elsewhere, far away from the argument you had with Billy as you two joked about last school year, munching on various health deleterious snacks that were found in Eddie's fridge. "And then she had the AUDACITY to call me 'late for class' and told me that I had to retake the whole course!" Eddie yells in indignation as you clutch your sides from laughter. "You chose to come in through the window Eddie, what was she gonna do? tip her hat and say 'pip pip cheerio' while she was teaching about the American revolution?" You cackle as Eddie slumps back on the couch snickering. Your laughter cuts short as you hear the roar of an engine.

Billy's camaro.

You panic. How could you not. Here you were with the exact boy who had caused the argument. And you knew how Billy would react to such a turn of events. To put it lightly, violence would be involved. Before you can voice your fears however, Eddie's front door slams open. You try to scream as Billy in an angered blur hurls past you and starts throwing punches, tackling Eddie, who is cussing, to the floor. "STAY THE HELL AWAY FROM HER YOU SON OF A BIT-" Billy is cut of when Eddie lands a hard punch to his gut, grimacing as he wipes his bloodied nose. "Dude!" Eddie barks "You're so full of it you don't even know what SHE'S FEELING!" Eddie spins on you pointing trying to reason with him. "I don't even want her like that man. She's your girlfriend dude so how 'bout you BLOODY listen to her feelings maybe then she wouldn't come to me dipshit!" Eddie swears once more as Billy charges at him "SHUT THE FUCK UP!" he roars as he takes a winding swing. A sickening crack issues and Eddie falls to the floor holding his nose "Fucking shit Hargrove," Eddie pants from the ground.

You realize your crying when a sob lurches out of you. Hot, thick tears streaming down your face. God how you wished to be anywhere else in the world. far far far away. It's enough to take Billy out of his angered trance, as your breathing comes out in short pants. "leave him alone Billy. I'll come back with you. Hell I don't care, just stop hurting him." you say quietly turning to the door sighing. It hurt really. So much that you couldn't feel as you lurched your way to the car. As you opened the door to leave, you glance back at Billy who's staring wide eyed, almost a look of sickened fear on his face. His usual sun kissed complexion looked paled, and gaunt. "You don't deserve her Hargrove." Eddie's gravelly voice is the last thing you hear before you shut the door behind you and drive back to Billy's house.

You don't look to see If he follows you.

It's late. You knew that for sure. The sun didn't even seem to have set before you were engulfed in a night that matched your feelings. The rain was howling outside as you sat at the lamp lit table in a witchy town you wanted desperately to forget about. The only thing that was making noise in the house was the clock. The dull ticking was a comfort. A reminder to you that some things will never change.

A comfort. you remind yourself closing your eyes. Heaving in a breath you didn't know you were holding.

tick. tick. tick. tick.

It was those four seconds you would remember till the end times.

Those four seconds in which Billy came into the room, looked you in the eyes and then crumbled. Simply melted to the ground, back against the fridge. "I'm so sorry." he said simply. You show no sign of emotion as you are unchanging, and to be frank, unflattered.

As you stiffen.

he notices.

He takes into account that your usual happy, touchy, aura is gone. He realizes he's the one that caused this. He realizes that he could lose one of the only things he's loved. He realizes you could hate him. He realizes you probably do hate him. He realizes he might never feel truly loved again. He realizes that he will never love like this again. He realizes you have been one of the only people to truly care about him. He realizes he has told you his deepest secrets. He realizes how blank your usually love filled stare is. He realizes he hates himself for this. He realizes that it feels like his heart is being ripped out.

The last thing Billy realizes is that he's sobbing.

Crying harder than he's ever cried before. Crying so hard he's shaking. He can't breathe. Why would he want to anyway. Everything hurts. It hurts so so so so bad. He would rather suffocate than lose you. He's hiccuping and thinking of every single time he's done something wrong. It only worsens as he feels your hand rub on his back as you kiss his hair "Your okay my love, it's okay... you need to breathe for me darling... deep breaths." a hard shiver racks his body at your words.

"my love" you had said.

Billy doesn't believe you still love him.

"Please-I" Billy can't get the words out as his throat closes up, hoarse with pain and emotion. The pain increases as you pull him into your chest and he inhales your scent. It feels foreign and familiar all at once.

It feels foreign because he knows he might have to let you go.

"I-I- Don't deserve you- just- I'msorryI'msorry- I hate me so MUCH." Billy sobs into your chest. He flinches as he feels a tear run down his cheek. He's oh so vulnerable. Billy whimpers pathetically into your chest. He doesn't hear the sweet nothings you coo to him as you yourself let tears flow. He's broken. you both know it. There's nothing you can do about it except try to fix the boy in front of you.

And you are.

You're trying so hard to fit the puzzle pieces back together. Billy's breathing evens out as he notices he's not the one shaking anymore. It's you who is rocking him gently in your arms. His eyes flutter as your nails scratch gently at his scalp. "You deserve love Billy." his eyes roll slightly as he hears your honeyed voice. Your voice was addictive, he thought as the thoughts whirring in his brain start to slow. Billy is focusing on the steady beat of your heart. "Let me love you." Your sweet sensual drawl is back. Billy grimaces. Cringing at how much he feels for you right now. "You still love me?" His gravelly even voice startles you. It's deep, milky, and stoic. You would've never guessed he had even cried. "Always." You say pulling him closer to you.

"Forever." You ghost into the quiet room. A small whine graces Billy's parted lips at your words. You made him feel so good. "I love you." comes the deep reply. Billy is looking up at you. Icy darkened eyes concealed by his hooded eyelids. Your mind reels, you think you've forgotten how to breathe. You'd never get used to hearing that from him. It made your heart swell every time he would say it. every. single. time.

"I love you too." you say it full of meaning. It's like a promise. A promise to hold him for as long as he needs. A promise to be there when no one else is. A promise to simply love him. You don't think you could want to promise something more than this.

A calm, needed silence enters the room, as Billy tilts up his head to kiss you. You sigh into the kiss, wanting to get drunk on the feeling of his body against yours. The last thing you allow yourself to think about before you give in to the godly pleasure of Billy, Is the clock.

tick.tick.tick.tick.

Some things, will never change.

And you hoped to God, your love was one of them.

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a/n: IM SOSOSOOSOOSOSO sorry it took this long. first i had a performance to end my acting classes out and after that i had to take a mental health break. I really hope you enjoy!! thank you so much for requesting and reading my love <3

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[billys-pretty-babe]

I tried requesting earlier but it didn’t go through so hiiiii I just started following you!!!❤️ could you possibly write a billy x reader where they argue one night and so she ends up going to stay the night at Eddie’s and billy somehow finds out where she is and shows up in the middle of the night like fuck no she’s mine and him and Eddie argue. Add whatever else you want and end it how you want ofc but I just love jealous/ protective/ angry billy❤️

My Girl

Pairing : Billy Hargrove x Fem!Reader

Summary : ^^^^^^^

Warnings : Swearing, cannabis use

Word count : 1,441

A/N : I don't think I've ever written Billy in a jealous/protective/ angry way before so I really do hope you like this.

You don't even remember what the argument was about at this point, the argument started small and escalated to now, where you were both arguing in his bedroom, him pulling his hair by the roots as you held the bridge of your nose. You knew the argument would just escalate more if you didn't leave and let him cool down and let yourself cool down.

You grabbed your cross-body bag, making sure your small wallet and car keys were inside. You put the bag on and opened his bedroom door as you walked down the hallway, passing Max's room where she laid on her bed, El on her floor, their eyes snapping to you as you angrily left the house.

You got into your car, sighing as you started it and began driving. At first, you had no destination in mind, not wanting to go home since Billy could show up considering he had a key, your mother having given him one.

You somehow ended up at the trailer park, you didn't even know how. You found the Munson trailer and parked your car beside Eddie's van before going to the door and knocking, knowing Wayne was working. The door opened, Eddie's eyes half-lidded as he reeked of weed. He let you inside, "What's wrong?" You sighed and sat on the couch as he sat in Wayne's recliner as you explained what was happening.

He nodded, taking a drag from the joint and holding it out to you, you shook your head, "No thanks Eds, need a clear head tonight." He nodded and finished the joint until there was a roach left and he put it in a discarded can of beer. "Does he know you're here?" You shook your head, "I just left." He nodded.

"If you want, you can sleep in my room and I'll sleep out here or you can sleep out here, whatever you want." You nodded, "I'll just sleep out here, your snoring would keep poor Wayne awake." Eddie laughed and went to his room and walked out with one of his pillows, tossing it to you as he grabbed a throw blanket.

He handed it to you and you thanked him. Eddie had been a close friend of yours since middle school, you were younger than him but now you were both seniors along with your boyfriend. "Thanks Eds." He smiled, "You know you don't have to thank me." He sat in the recliner, "Do you guys argue a lot?" You shook your head.

"Rarely, I don't even know how it started," you sighed, "fucking Max and El were across the hall, I know they heard everything." He nodded. Eddie didn't know much about your relationship with Billy besides the simple fact that the two of you had been together a month after Billy arrived in Hawkins.

"He didn't call you any names right?" You shook your head, "He'd never do that. I know he has a reputation but he's nothing like they make him seem." He nodded and talked to you until your yawns seemed endless and he laughed, "Go to sleep, Wayne will be here in a few hours." You nodded and he locked the trailer door, wishing you a good night before he went to the room as you kicked your shoes off and laid down on the couch, little cigarette burns here and there, the pillow smelling of Eddie's cigarettes and it made you sigh, wishing it was Billy's cigarette smoke that you were smelling.

You began thinking, trying so hard to remember what triggered the argument, sighing once more as you came up empty-handed.

"I'll drive to his house first thing in the morning so we can talk," you said to yourself, getting as comfortable as you could on the couch as you fell asleep.

You swore you dreamed the roar of his Camaro until the angry bangs on the door completely awoke you. Eddie sleepily left his room, grumbling about Wayne forgetting the key again and before you could tell him it wasn't Wayne, he opened the door. "You're not Wayne." You heard Billy's scoff, "Sure fucking not. Where's she at?" Eddie cocked his head, playing dumb, "Where's who?"

Billy scoffed once more before letting out a chuckle, "I knew you were fucking dumb but not this dumb, Munson. My god damn girlfriend, where is she? Her car's right there next to your shit van." Eddie rubbed the back of his neck, his eyes quickly snapping to yours. "Thanks for letting me know she's here, now let me inside." Eddie scoffed, "Billy, just leave her alone for the night. She left for a reason."

You grimaced, you knew those words were going to get Billy amped up and according to the clock you could barely see, it was nearly 3 in the morning. You could just imagine the smirk on his face, "Oh yeah," he asked tauntingly, "why did she leave then, Munson? Enlighten me." He was being cocky.

You heard Billy's voice once more, "You know what, fuck you, Munson. Let me inside." Eddie put his hands on the door frame, trying to make himself seem bigger than he was. "Billy, she doesn't want to see you. Fucking let it go for the night." You heard Billy hum, "So let me get this straight, my girlfriend doesn't want to see me? Let me hear it from her then. Because it sounds like you're speaking for her and honestly, I don't appreciate that."

Eddie scoffed, "How the hell did you even find her?" Billy chuckled and you heard him suck before he exhaled loudly, "Her mom said she was most likely here, it wasn't that hard to find her after that." Eddie hummed. "So, what's it gonna be, Munson? Are you letting me inside to talk to her or are we gonna keep doing this until the neighbors come out? Your choice."

Eddie's hands dropped as he turned his back to your boyfriend and took a few steps into the trailer, Billy behind him as he closed the door, the trailer going completely dark once more as you shuffled a little on the couch. "Scoot." You moved your legs as Billy sat down, the springs squeaking under him.

Eddie turned a lamp on and went to his room. "Why'd you leave?" You looked at Billy, his hair tousled like he had pulled on it more, his waterline pink like he had cried and your heart broke. "It was just gonna escalate." He nodded, placing his hand on your knee, gently rubbing it.

"Were you crying?" He laughed, "No." You pursed your lips, "Liar." He rolled his eyes, pulling you up so you were beside him. "Next time we argue, don't run off. That shit scared me, hell I'm getting the heebie jeebies just from being in the trailer park." You rolled your eyes and he laughed before leaning down and smacking a fat, wet kiss to your cheek.

"Gross, you're salivating like a dog." He laughed before clearing his throat, "I'm sorry for arguing with you all day." You reached up and rubbed his cheek gently, "I'm sorry too for arguing and leaving." He nodded and placed a soft kiss to the top of your head. "Now, if you lovebirds are done, I'd like the two of you to not fuck on my couch." Your eyes snapped to Eddie as he leaned against the wall.

"We weren't going to fuck, Eds." Billy furrowed his brow, "We weren't," he asked jokingly. He helped you up and handed your keys to you. "Thanks Eddie." He smiled and nodded, "Anytime." You smiled. "Later Munson, thanks for not making me kick your ass tonight." You rolled your eyes, pulling Billy through the door as Eddie grumbled something under his breath.

You got into your car, following him back to his house, parking your car behind his as you followed him inside. You went to his room and took your shoes off, placing them by his door as you got ready in his bathroom and he walked inside, placing his arms around your waist as you used his mouthwash.

He kissed your temple, holding you a little tighter, thumbs rubbing your hips as you finished getting ready for bed. "We're okay right?" You nodded, "Yeah, B, we're okay." He nodded and let you tie his hair up as he got into his bed. You followed suit, laying your head on his chest, right under his chin as he held you close to him.

"I love you," he softly said and you smiled and leaned your head up slightly, kissing his jaw, "I love you too."

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