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summary: you are a mermaid and you save a handsome man from drowning but little do you know it’s not his first rodeo when dealing with mermaids. seonghwa, a former prince, is currently hongjoong’s first mate and boyfriend. hongjoong is the captain, the pirate king of the most savage crew across the seas. and you want nothing to do with them. not because they’re pirates, but because they’re humans…

ships: mermaid!reader x prince/pirate!seonghwa x pirate!hongjoong; wizard!yunho x demon!jongho, pirate!yeosang x mermaid!soojin x pirate!mingi (implied)

genre: little mermaid!au, pirate!au, fantasy, humour, romance

author’s note: i can’t believe this is over omg?!?! im legit bawling my eyes out rn 😭😭 i hope you guys like the end of pirate kings because i poured my entire heart into it! 💖💖 also be on the lookout for take me home, aurora, one day at a time and promise references hehe 🌅 🌅 thank you for going on this journey across the seas with me!

warnings: some swearing, mentions of drowning & torture, bittersweet (?) ending

word count: 2.6k

chapter one ☠️ chapter two ☠️ chapter three ☠️ chapter four ☠️ chapter five ☠️chapter six ☠️ chapter seven ☠️ chapter eight ☠️ chapter nine ☠️ chapter ten ☠️ chapter eleven ☠️ chapter twelve ☠️ spotify playlist

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Yunho's POV

My genius plan was that I would become more powerful than Jongho himself. So powerful that he wouldn't even be capable of taking my soul. So powerful that he wouldn’t even dare to try. Little did I know that as I shared my idea with Seonghwa, a certain someone was conveniently listening. Little did I know how this giant mess I'd created will play out...

Once Seonghwa was reassured that I would be perfectly safe despite the deal I had made with Jongho, he left me to my own devices. No sooner had I teleported myself back to my lighthouse than Jongho appeared out of nowhere, visibly angry. But there was something else in his expression. Something I couldn't quite define. Not yet, at least.

"How much of it did you hear?" I asked, already prepared for the worst.

"All of it," Jongho scoffed.

"Regardless," I spoke confidently. "Even if you do know what I'm planning, you can't stop me. You already know how much potential I have. Or else, you wouldn't have agreed to this deal. I'm right, no?"

Jongho shook his head.

"Your silly little plan won't work, wizard."

"Really?" I smiled, because I knew my own abilities better than he did. I was absolutely certain I could beat him. "And why is that?" I inquired, out of curiosity. He didn't scare me. Just...intrigued me.

"Because I never intended to take your soul, you fool."

Now, that was something I didn't expect to hear.

Jongho had somehow managed to catch me unprepared.

"W-what do you mean?"

"You know why I'm stealing so many souls?" I was about to open my mouth but Jongho wasn't having it. "Ah-ah, just let me finish. I know what you think. I know what everyone thinks. But it's an act. Apparently, I was too good an actor and completely fooled everyone, didn't I? The reason I've been collecting souls is not because I want to be more powerful than the devil. It's because I don't have one myself."

"H-huh?" I whispered in confusion. "Jongho, I don't understand..."

He placed a finger on my lips and I felt compelled to just...listen. Hear him out.

"But ever since I met you, I've felt...different. Like I could be more than just a demon making deals. Like I could matter."

I was too shocked to say anything so I just stared at him, utterly dumbfounded. And then he continued:

"What good would taking your soul do when you're the very reason I might be growing a soul in the first place?"

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?" I had to make sure.

"I know it's fucking insane and you’re supposed to be my sworn enemy or whatever but—"

This time, I couldn't let him finish his sentence and interrupted him with my lips on his. To my absolute dismay, he was kissing me back with as much vigour as I was. As much vigour as he put into challenging me and getting on my nerves and frustrating the living hell out of me. As much vigour as I knew only he was capable of.

"I thought this was impossible," I mumbled against his lips once I broke away from the kiss.

"So did I. But do you want me to tell you how I know it's real?"

I nodded, not trusting myself to say anything else.

"Because when you look at me, I no longer feel the urge to torture you for eternity."

"I should feel flattered, I suppose," I joked.

"It's up to you how you feel, wizard," Jongho replied. "And up to me to continue making you feel this way."

"The terrifying Jongho — a hopeless romantic. Who would have thought?" I teased him relentlessly.

"It's not too late for me to change my mind and snatch your soul."

"You greedy little thing. My heart isn't good enough for you?"

"Your heart?" Jongho chuckled and wrapped his arms around my neck. "It's mine now."

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Yeosang's POV

The more time I spent around Mingi, the more I could see how much he'd changed for the better. And how much he was about to continue changing. Despite everything that had gone down in the past, I was feeling incomprehensibly drawn to him. And I wanted to be there for him. I knew that it would take some time for the rest of the crew to get used to Mingi being out of his cell. But I was determined to give him a chance. And convince the rest of them, it was a chance worth taking. Especially my dear Soojin...

"Sangie, he literally kidnapped us and left us without water for a week!" she reasoned.

"I know. I'm not making any excuses for—"

"And he cut off your hand! Your hand, Yeosang!" she reminded me needlessly. As if I could forget.

"Like I said, I'm not going to justify Mingi's actions. All I'm asking is that you give him another chance. He's been showing remorse. And I truly believe that if the circumstances had been different, he wouldn't have behaved the way that he did."

Soojin sighed, unsure of what to say.

"People aren't born evil," I insisted. "Everyone makes choices. Sometimes good, sometimes bad. What matters is what we do to fix the bad ones."

"Yeosang...I really want to do as you say, but it just sounds so difficult, okay?"

"I'm literally a pirate, sweetheart," I rolled my eyes. "If you don't hold it against me, I don't see a problem. Mingi's not exactly the villain he's painted himself to be."

Soojin nodded thoughtfully.

"Alright. You have a point. I'll give him a chance. One chance and that's it. If he fucks up again, I'm taking him to the depths of the sea myself."

"I suppose that's fair," I shrugged. "You heard that, Mingi?"

"Loud and clear," he grinned, a couple of metres away from us.

"He was right there the whole time?!" Soojin hiss-whispered in disbelief. "This is so embarrassing."

"Oh, come on. Don't tell me you've chickened out and those were just empty threats," Mingi winked at her.

She physically shuddered and I couldn't help but laugh. So cute.

"Relax, Soojin. Mingi's our friend now. Aren't you?" I asked.

"If you want me to be," he scratched the back of his head a bit awkwardly.

"Come here, let's play cards," I suggested casually. "Loser gets to swim with the sharks."

"There are no sharks in this sea," Soojin pointed out confidently.

"Yeosang wasn't talking about actual sharks," Mingi correctly guessed. "He meant that I would have to go talk to Hongjoong and Seonghwa. Because, obviously, I'm terrible at cards and I would definitely lose the game. And these two are scarier than bloody sharks."

Soojin rolled her eyes.

"Pirates and their stupid way of talking."

"You get used to it," I playfully nudged her arm.

"There's no escape now."

"Let's skip the game," Mingi suggested. "I'll just go talk to the sharks right now and beg for mercy or whatever."

"We'll come with. Right, Soojin?" I offered.

"Like I have a choice," she groaned but I could tell that she was gradually warming up to the idea of letting Mingi stick around.

"Thanks, guys. I appreciate the moral support," Mingi blushed.

"I guess you could say...I'll be your right hand," I stared at the hook replacing my missing hand and snickered sarcastically. Mingi and Soojin were beyond mortified by my dark sense of humour. "Too soon?"

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Hongjoong's POV

"I mean...we already had dealings with a demon and a wizard so I don't see how Mingi could pose a threat," I reasoned. "No offense, Mingi."

"None taken," he smiled.

"So, you're going to let him stay? Unguarded?" Seonghwa wanted to know.

"Let him stay — yes. Unguarded — no. If you're so insistent he's changed, you'll have to take full responsibility. You think you can handle that, Yeosang?" I posed the serious question.

"I've got this, Cap," Yeosang promised.

"I'll be around, too," Soojin vowed. "You don't have to worry, Cap."

I nodded in agreement. Seonghwa seemed to be on board with the idea. Honestly, after all the shit we'd been through with that demon, Mingi was the least of my concerns. But of course, I couldn't say that directly. So I had to play the "responsible leader worried for his crew" card. And apparently, I played it well.

"Wow, this went better than expected," I could hear Mingi whispering to Yeosang, as they were walking away. Seonghwa and I exchanged an amused look.

"Shh, we just caught him in a good mood," Yeosang explained carefully. "Be nice and he might let you stay for good."

"Guys, be quiet!" Soojin warned them. Clever mermaid, I told myself and grinned. Speaking of mermaids...

"Not so fast!" Y/N ordered them to stop. And so they did. Rightaway. Made me wonder who was the real Captain of this ship. Not that I minded her taking away some of my responsibilities. I even liked it.

"Yes?" Yeosang seemed kinda nervous.

"Make sure you treat my sister well. Both of you!" Y/N commanded them easily. "Or else...I'll have no problem letting the siren out to deal with you. And she's not someone you want to mess with. Ask Hongjoong."

The shock on my face was not at all exaggerated as I nodded to confirm her words.

"She'll be safe with us, Y/N," Yeosang made a pledge. "Right, Mingi?"

"Um, yeah, what he said."

"You don't sound very convincing," Y/N eyed him suspiciously.

Damn, I had to admit I was proud of her and how much she'd grown.

"Oh, let him go this time, will you?" I pulled her aside gently and she couldn't find it in herself to argue. Once Yeosang, Soojin and Mingi had taken their leave, she removed her "intimidating siren" mask and was back to her usual, gentle self I knew and loved.

"You guys think we made the right call?"

"It'll be fine," I was fairly certain. "If push comes to shove, Yunho will just help us out again, right?"

"As if he doesn't have enough problems with that demon," Y/N argued. "We can't continue using him for our needs."

"Yeah...about that," Seonghwa started.

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Seonghwa's POV

As I was telling them about Yunho and Jongho's change in dynamics, Hongjoong and Y/N were too taken aback to react with anything else but by opening their mouths. Which was, to say the least, quite adorable of them.

"So...these two...?" Y/N asked as if to confirm what I'd just finished recounting.

"Mhm," I grinned.

"Wow," Hongjoong managed.

"I know."

"This is good news, yes? It means both Hongjoong and Yunho get to keep their souls," Y/N wanted to make sure it was indeed real.

"I mean, demons can be pretty unpredictable but judging from Yunho's happy expression when I last talked to him, I'm willing to be hopeful for once," I explained. "We've had enough trouble as it is, don't you think? We deserve something good to happen to us."

"Couldn't agree more," Hongjoong grabbed my hand and Y/N's. "But I get what she means. After all the dangers we've experienced, it just seems so unbelievable that we're finally safe."

"Too good to be true, eh?" Y/N sighed. "Let's enjoy this while we can."

"I think this one will last a bit longer," I smiled knowingly.

"Hey, don't jinx it," Hongjoong squeezed my hand softly.

"Just trust me, alright?" I looked at them both.

"I do."

"As do I."

"And I'm gonna catch you when you fall or when you're sinking," I murmured.

"I think I speak from experience when I say I'm the one more likely to save a pirate from drowning," Y/N poked fun at us.

"I was just trying to sound poetic," I pouted.

"And we appreciate the effort," Hongjoong reassured me. "But she's right."

"You two turning against me? Oh, how the tables have turned!" I announced dramatically.

"Don't pretend you don't like it," Y/N ran a hand through my hair and tilted her head towards Hongjoong. "He likes it, doesn't he, Cap?"

"I bet he does."

"Hey, Y/N. My eyes are up here," I reminded her.

"Oh, I know," she blinked, feigning innocence.

"Too bad I can't even be mad at you," I chuckled.

"Why be mad when you can be rad?" Hongjoong interjected.

"That was so terrible," I groaned. "You're lucky I love you."

"Both of us?" Y/N asked hopefully.

"Unfortunately," I admitted.

"Guess we'll have to work harder to turn that into a fortunately," Y/N teased. "Wait, my bad. I forgot you two already have a wholeass fortune in the form of a bunch of treasure chests."

"Is that why you like us?" Hongjoong teased. "Who knew mermaids could be golddiggers?"

"I'll show you a golddigger!" Y/N threatened and started chasing Hongjoong around the ship. They were so childish sometimes...

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Reader's POV

You could tell that you had a couple of more minutes left until your siren-like side rose to the surface so you decided to enjoy them. As you were watching the sun setting, you couldn't help but recall your very first memories of Seonghwa and Hongjoong. What started as a simple joke, Hongjoong throwing Seonghwa overboard, followed by you saving Seonghwa from a whirlpool, had turned into so much more. It was funny how life often surprised you in the most unexpected ways. How a few months ago, if anyone asked you about pirates (and humans, in general), you would have scoffed distastefully. If anyone asked Seonghwa about mermaids, he would have still been haunted by the loss of Ariel. If anyone asked Hongjoong, he would have said mermaids spelled nothing but danger. And now...Now, the three of you had become so different. And in a way, so similar. Forgetting all these labels that once used to define you and just finding happiness in each other. In the adventures you'd had together. In the shared feeling of being trusted, feeling known. And loved. It was even funnier how you didn't find it strange at all. On the contrary, it felt perfectly natural that you were here. Made perfect sense that you had a home with Seonghwa and Hongjoong. A former prince, a pirate king and a lost but now found mermaid. You wouldn't have it any other way.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?" you said out loud, sensing Seonghwa's presence beside you.

"Yes, it is," Seonghwa replied, looking at you.

"I have to go soon."

"But you'll be back in the morning. As usual."

You simply smiled. It went without saying.

"I wish I could stay the night," you whispered longingly. "Fall asleep in your arms."

"You could. I know you'll be able to control your powers. I'm sure Hongjoong will agree with me."

"I probably could control them. But I don't mind going back to my home in the night. Even though...this is also my home. Does it make sense?"

"I believe it does," Seonghwa rubbed calming circles on your palm. "Just like how you have a human and mermaid self, you also have two homes."

You nodded.

"Exactly."

"In a way, I feel the same. Both you and Hongjoong are my homes."

You rested your forehead against his.

"And we will always be your homes, Hwa."

"Don't go," he murmured against your skin. "I don't want to be alone anymore. Every night."

"You're not alone anymore. You have Hongjoong. And me. And I will be back with the first light of day."

"Promise?"

"I promise you, Seonghwa. Even if the whole world ends, I will always find my way back to you."

The end

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debitchery · 6 years

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Hey there! I know this is super late, but literally every ask I ever answer is super late so I’d think y’all were used to it at this point. At least this time I’m not a whole month late (progress is important I hear). I proofread this around 3am so God knows how messy it might be, but I hope that you enjoy it!

“Sorry. I don’t speak skank.”

“I can’t believe this,” Mike’s voice was closer to a screech than anything as he rushed into the AV room, and Steve groaned as his boyfriend nearly bit through his lip in shock, “I literally cannot believe this.”

Honestly, leave it to be Nancy’s little brother that walks in on him. It really is just his luck.

Steve sighed and shook his head. He put his hands on the desk to push himself off the desk he was sitting on, but a firm grip on his hips kept him in place.

“Well, better believe it, pal,” Billy said, his voice sounding confident in a way that Steve never would have expected after getting the two of them caught. He elbowed him when Mike started to look disgusted, “‘sides, it’s not like we were doing anything, and I could do without the screaming-like-a-girl thing next time, alright?”

“Next time?” Mike squeaked out, and Steve tried to shush him, but he started complaining so fast that he couldn’t even catch what words he was saying.

Before Steve could even open his mouth to tell Mike to shut up, good and proper, Dustin and Max were bursting through the door. The two of them stared straight at Mike, talking over each other to ask what was wrong as Mike continued rambling incomprehensibly and waving his hands to gesture between Billy and Steve wildly. As Dustin and Max finally seemed to notice them, Steve pondered the idea that maybe, just maybe, he could think his own spontaneous combustion into existence.

That’d be a cool way to go, huh? Just bursting into flames for no apparent reason. Billy’s standing close enough that maybe he’d catch on fire and die too. They could be the lame, gay version of Romeo and Juliet or something.

Billy was laughing, winking at him before turning back to Steve and muttering, “Damn, kids these days really don’t know how to knock, huh?”

God, he hoped that Billy would catch on fire too. It would serve the dickhead right.

“Mike, dude, chill out,” Max said with a roll of her eyes, and Steve let out a sigh of relief that he didn’t know he was holding out for just as Dustin said, “Yeah man, we said that we were cool with Steve being kinda, sorta gay so we gotta be cool with this too.”

Mike spluttered and blushed a bit, and Steve honestly felt a pang of pity somewhere in his chest for the kid. His household is one of those ones that’s chill most of the time but has a clear stand on what’s right and wrong, and Steve knows which side of that spectrum he falls on there. He knows the kid isn’t a homophobe or anything, knows that Mike is one hundred percent supportive when it comes to Will’s situation, but this could possibly be the first time he’s seen two men being passionate, or whatever.

Poor Mike’s probably feeling scandalized.

By the time Mike seemed to have gathered his thoughts into something worth saying, Lucas, Will, and El had found the way into the room as well. Lucas took one look at the position Steve was in and rolled his eyes, seeming to have put the pieces together himself. El was whispering something to Will, and Will was smiling real small their way and nodding after a moment.

Part of Steve wondered what El had said to him. The majority of him just hoped that none of the pre-teens could see that he was still half hard in his jeans.

Billy was being suspiciously quiet; looking off towards the kids with a weird look in his eye, and seemingly not paying any attention to Steve, but he also wouldn’t let him stand up so—

Steve decided just to deal with it for now.

“Besides, like we’ve discussed, if Steve and Billy make out and shit, maybe then Billy will be cool like he is,” Dustin said, making a quick hand gesture towards Steve and Billy as though they were subjects in an experiment.

Mike looked to Max and Lucas in what was probably a desire for some sort of back up, but all they did was nod along to what Dustin said, like it was something that made sense.

“Wait a minute,” Steve spoke up, and all heads, including Billy’s, turned towards him, “you’ve discussed me making out with Billy? As a group?”

Billy let out a snort, and Steve resisted the urge to drive his knee straight into his cock by slapping him on the arm. It wasn’t hard enough to hurt, barely enough to sting really, but Billy laughed and made a noise to pretend like it did under his breath just for him.

Steve really likes him sometimes.

“It was a party matter, Steve!” Mike exclaimed, but Dustin elbowed him and cut him off, “We had to discuss all possible pros and cons to a potential grouping up of the two of you.”

“And why wasn’t I invited to speak during this discussion?” Steve said, and he did not sound whiny. Like, at all.

And even if he did, he had every right to be if these idiot kids that he calls friends were talking about him and his pros and cons behind his back.

“Because you’re not part of the party, Steve!” Mike swung his arms around some more, narrowly missing clipping Max’s shoulder at one point, which made Max glare and all the other kids’ heads turn to face him.

“What? Yeah, he is,” Dustin said, sounding confused and almost offended which was sweet, he thinks.

“Mike, literally last week you told me that I had to go to D&D night or else I would be kicked out of the party,” Steve knew his voice sounded like an exasperated father at this point, and the numbers of times that he’s rolled his eyes in the last few minutes was going to bringing on an ugly migraine, but it seemed like he’d just have to live with it.

It was unfortunate, really.

In fact, he was really feeling ready to just leave the middle school and drive straight home for a well-deserved nap.

Hopefully, Billy would follow in that scenario.

"Well, I lied, dumbass. We would never want you in the party,” Mike glared Steve’s way, and Steve would have probably tensed at that one if he wasn’t already so tired of this situation, though, that didn’t stop Billy from tensing at the insult in his honor.

Which was unnecessary because Steve doesn’t need Billy doing anything in his honor at all, and Mike is, like, twelve anyway so it doesn’t really matter. Nonetheless, Steve appreciated the sentiment behind the action and squeezed Billy’s wrist gently in hopes to settle him a bit.

“I mean–” Will butt in, which caused Mike to look at him all bug-eyed, and truly warmed Steve’s heart, “I would.”

“Yeah,” El jumped in too, which was just rich, really; both of the people whose opinions Mike respected the most were on Steve’s side here, and not his, “I like Steve.”

Steve winked at Will and blew a kiss at El that made her giggle. She pretended to catch it in the air and place it on her cheek like she always did, and Steve felt a bit better after that. Something about her always made Steve feel a little better, a little less ‘weird’, or ‘dumb’. It was nice.

He looked up to find Billy looking between the two of them and smiling. It was a small, sweet little thing, and Steve really wished that he could kiss it off him.

But that would probably give poor Michael a heart attack, and he doesn’t want to pay for the kid’s funeral costs or anything.

“You guys are not helping,” Mike said, slapping his hand to his head and sighing, “Not helping at all.”

“Maybe you should stop while you’re ahead, Wheeler,” Billy said out of nowhere, sounding amused and almost cocky, like a little kid getting their way, “Looks like the rest of your little ‘party’, or whatever, isn’t really backing you up.”

“Huh, what was that?” Mike said, holding a hand to his ear exaggeratedly, “I can’t understand you.”

Steve glanced at Dustin, confused, but Dustin looked just as dumbfounded as he was. He could feel Billy looking down at him for a moment, but he looked back at Mike soon after.

“What are you–” Billy started to ask, but Mike cut him off.

“Sorry pal, I don’t speak skank. Maybe you should 'quit while you’re ahead’ and stop talking to me.”

Steve let out a chuckle that sounded like it was punched out of him because Billy’s face was honestly just too much at this point. The kids’ almost-worried looks in his direction were just the icing on the cake as Billy’s wide-eyed, practically stunned to silence look was turned to him completely.

Poor baby barely liked it when Steve called him a slut in bed. This-

This had to be traumatizing.

“What is a 'skank’?” El asked out loud, smirk on her face the screamed trouble as Mike turned to face her, horrified.

If El really wanted to know, she would have turned to ask Will quietly. That’s what makes this golden. She knew it had to be a bad word, and she knew that Mike would be devastated that he was the one who taught it to her. He scandalized the sheriff’s daughter.

Steve was laughing in earnest now, shaking his head her way half-heartedly, “No, honey, don’t say that!”

“Nah babe, let her say it,” Billy said, watching him laugh, and nodding his head over towards Mike, “But all of you shitheads better let her pops know who she heard it from, got it?”

Will started laughing too, which made Mike flush a deep red color. The rest of the kids seemed to have caught on to the fact that no one was in any real trouble here, and that Billy Hargrove was picking on Mike with them. They all said their own variation of “Got it!” and Billy smirked down at Steve.

“Oh, you are diabolical,” Steve said quietly, mainly to Billy but not caring if the kids heard too.

“Big words coming from you,” Billy’s voice sounded like it was mixed with a laugh and it made Steve’s heart happy, “You’d do the same exact thing if you were in my shoes.”

Steve knew he was staring a little too deeply into Billy’s eyes though there was company around, but he couldn’t bring himself to care.

Too much, anyway.

“I still don’t get what the big deal was, Mike,” Lucas said with a sigh after a while, wrapping his arms around Dustin and Max’s shoulder, effectively making them a force to be reckoned with.

“Yeah, so they kissed,” Dustin shrugged, putting a hand on his hip in a way that almost reminded Steve of himself, “Whatever, man. It’s their business.”

“You didn’t have to see it, Dustin,” Mike’s face was still red, but now his voice was coated in that scandalized tone again, “It was horrifying! There were noises, guys. Noises!“

"There were not any noises,” Steve spluttered out, sounding way more defensive than he wanted to.

He was, like, ninety-five percent sure there were not any noises.

“But there’s about to be if you kids aren’t out of this room and doing something else by the time I count to five,” Billy raised his voice, like he was challenging the kids to defy him.

It reminded Steve of those kids who would push people to dare them to do stupid things.

"Wait, what?” Dustin turned towards Steve, eyes silently asking is Billy was being serious or not.

Steve was about to shake his head and reassure him when Billy gripped his jaw tightly to stop him from doing so. “One!” he nearly shouted, which was overkill really.

This is a tiny ass room anyway.

“They’re gonna kiss again!” Mike’s screechy voice was back, and then he was bending down and scooping up some bags, hightailing it out of the room, "I’m out of here!”

“Two!”

“Mike, wait!” Lucas called after him, turning to chase him down, “Dude, you grabbed my backpack too!”

“Three!”

Dustin looked a little flustered and sped out as calmly as he could manage, and Steve really wanted to shake his head now.

“Don’t take too long, please guys?” Max said with a roll of her eyes, grabbing Will hand and heading towards the door.

“We’ll be at the cars in, like, five minutes. Now scram,” Billy said, stopping his counting to roll his eyes back at her, but somehow managing to roll his eyes harder.

Because of course he would.

El started to follow after them but paused by the door to look back at Steve and Billy one last time.

“We’ll be outside soon, El, okay?” Steve reassured her, keeping his voice sounding soft, “Just stick with Will and Max until me and Billy are done talking.”

She snorted in a way that sounded way too much like Billy for Steve’s liking. “Okay, Steve. Have fun,” she put her fingers up into air quotation marks, a new thing she’s learned that Steve now regrets teaching her, “Talking.”

Billy laughed at the slight shock on Steve’s face as El closed the door behind her.

“Alone again, finally,” Billy muttered, putting his hands back down on the desk on either side of Steve’s hips, “Now, where were we?”

“Apparently, I was making out with a skank,” Steve said, smiling sweetly up at him and wrapping his arms around his shoulders.

"Wanna make out with one again?” Billy asked, waggling his eyebrows and licking his bottom lip extravagantly.

Steve wanted to tell him that he looked ridiculous when he did that, wanted to tell him that he didn’t need to act ‘extra’ like that all the time; Steve was already his. He wanted to tell Billy that his ass had fallen asleep a few minutes ago and that his head hurt, and that, all of a sudden, he was really craving some caffeine.

But instead, all he did was lean up and Billy leaned down and mumble against his lips, “Yeah, I think I could get behind that.”

#this is probably a modern au #but i have no idea really #hope this makes sense #harringrove #steve x billy #harringrove fic #ashton writes #ashton answers things

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