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🎶 says he can't believe he found me, wraps his arms around me
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Steve and Billy go to California. 🥤🏖
It's the summer and I barely drew anything summer inspired this years, so this had to happen.
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Billy loses a bet and has to wear Steve’s Scoops uniform, but it’s fine, because Billy bets he can make it look good.
For the @harringroveson-bingo
Square A2, “Bets”, Rated M because Billy 😋 with some Harringrove.
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Honestly, this is the subtext.
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“are you getting in, or…? can’t wait all day.”
(ID in alt)
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Are you mad at how the Duffers wrote Billy and Max’s ending? Do you wish these siblings had a chance to be close? Do you wish we could have seen them in the silver screen fighting off demons or Billy being the one to save Max? We do too!
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Billy Hargrove's wearing his jacket.
The denim one, the oversized one Steve bought because he thought the three-sizes-too-big look was A Look, the one that fits near perfectly around Billy's broad shoulders and toned arms, just a little long at the sleeve cuffs.
His shirt's open, his tits are out, he's in Steve's fucking jacket in the middle of school.
The bastard won't even kiss him but he'll steal his clothes. He'll let Steve burn for him. He'll watch Steve with dark eyes and an under-the-lashes smoulder as girls fondle him up and whisper in his ear and—
And Steve's about four fucking seconds from launching at him like some kind of rabid animal.
Its been this way ever since Billy saved their asses. He's bigger and badder, somehow, but also... Different. Like he's teething for a fuck not a fight more than anything. Vixen in shoddy leather and eyeliner, all yoga girl curls and lips Steve wants to bite.
The energy and dynamic between them is different, too. Before Billy was feral, always at his throat, thought of Steve like shit on his shoe he couldn't scrape off. Now Billy's like a cat in heat, always purring, aloof but sultry and one second away from going cunt up if only Steve could just get his hands on Billy for longer than four fucking seconds.
It started once Billy was on his feet again. He'd prowled into the school, leather jacket and shades, headed straight past Steve and he'd braced himself for the typical shoulder barge, but when Billy brushed past him it was just that.
A slide of their bodies, a gentle nudge as if to say I'm here, and then Billy was gone. In basketball Billy went from attacking to being the one in front, steady, pliant as Steve shadowed him. Kitten-minx glances over his shoulder, plush mouth curved into a smirk as Steve folded over his back, used the inch and a half he had on Billy to his advantage.
The touching grew bolder. Billy would slouch in his seat in class, legs spreading, knee pressing into Steve's thigh as he doodled in his books, because Billy Hargrove was a straight A student who somehow never wrote an actual fucking word in class ever.
At the lockers when Steve was talking to Tommy Billy would lean back or sideways against him, as if Steve was just another inanimate blue locker, never once looking at him but always a burning hot weight against him, the coconut scent of his shampoo lodged in his lungs.
Billy would suck on pencils while staring straight at him. Billy would arch his back and run his hands down his hips in the showers with Steve less than three feet away. Billy would prowl through the halls, hips swaying, coming to heel at Steve's looks or motions like a leashed pet.
Eventually; Billy would straddle his thighs behind the old caretaker's shed, would blow smoke into his mouth with less than an inch between their lips or pour shitty vodka down his throat between classes, because around the kids he's still Pack Mom Steve but around Billy he's something else.
They're a wildfire, a temporary flash of all-consuming heat and danger and then they'll snuff out, burnt to ash and char and smoke.
Eventually; Billy would sprawl out in Steve's bed, ocean eyes hazy, syrupy drawl making fun of Steve's posters and music and closet while Steve lay beside him, always always thinking of rolling over, stealing the smoke-sour breath right out of his lungs.
They're.
They're not a couple.
Not nothing, just...
Something.
Because Billy will let Steve crowd him back against the Camaro now; pressed ankle to chest, mouths inches apart, will look up at him sugar-sweet under his lashes, vicious smirk, lazy drawl until Steve's forced to back away because if he doesn't their first time is gonna be Billy bent over the hood in the school fucking lot, and not once does Billy threaten him, or bite at him, or kill him in broad daylight.
Because Billy's wearing a jacket Steve doesn't ever remember giving him the opportunity to take, and its a primal sort of claim that has Steve vibrating on the damn spot, itching to know if it still smells like him, if Billy's walking around with Steve's scent saturating his soft skin.
Tommy's too busy sucking Carol's tongue right out of her throat to notice so Steve gives in to the baser urge, lopes through the hallway to slide an arm around Billy's tiny little waist, fingers curling in the familiar washed-soft fabric. Billy automatically leans back, like he knows exactly which idiot is brave enough to just grab at him like this.
Like there's only one idiot who actually has permission to.
The jacket still smells like him.
"I like your new style," he murmurs, husky-low, the voice that used to bribe Nancy out of her conservative sweaters and button-up skirts. "It suits you."
Billy shifts, slide of Steve's hip against the back of his, then they're side by side and just two dudes in a hallway again, maybe a little too close but hey, nobody's hands are in pants, so.
It drives him insane all day. They don't have classes together but Billy's suddenly everywhere Steve looks, in his jacket, and his thighs ache with the memory of Billy's weight on them, wonders if one day Billy'd let him fuck him in nothing but that faded denim and silver.
He'd make him bounce on it, leave the jacket open so the denim slid over his chest, scraped and sparked where he was sensitive.
And because they're doing this all ass-backwards maybe Billy will even let him hold his hand after.
After school, waiting for the kids, Steve crowds Billy back against the Beemer, boxes him in, traces where the hem of the jacket rides a half-inch above the hem of Billy's jeans with his thumb.
"Somethin' to say, pretty boy?" Billy purrs, low-smoke whiskey and gravel, cants his hips forwards Its indecent. Its risky. Dangerous.
Everything Steve drools over, burns for in his veins like his next fix when it comes to Billy Hargrove.
"When you let me," he rasps, voice wavering, because in the wild the she-wolf chooses to go cunt up for the stud, makes him prove himself first, "when you let me fuck you, wear this? Wear it please?" he begs.
Billy just smiles, saccharine slow. Thick syrup Steve will drown in.
(Later, two weeks later, Steve will buy a jacket in New York when his parents drag him there for a company dinner. Its butter-supple, somewhere between smoke ash and dark chocolate. Costs his whole shopping allowance for the trip but its worth it because Billy steals it the first chance he gets and Billy lets him kiss him for the first time with his hands fisted in the lapels and Billy switches it out for the denim jacket, winks at Steve in the hallway three weeks later and Steve knows.)
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Ik that probably none of you care and this is extremely self indulgent but i tried out that ai thing and even though its all over the place- well anyway sorry if im annying you by tagging but I wanted to share
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ante up (baby)
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From what Billy could recall, Steve wasn't very good at losing.
Like, was a loser, a total loser, but that didn't mean he was good at it. When they lost basketball games in high school Billy would be pissed, but Steve was always furious, one step away from kicking cans in the parking lot and shouting at Tommy for how he fucking fumbled that. It almost made Billy want to lose, just a little, to see Saint Harrington's chain rattled. To see if he’d actually snap for once.
What Steve was good at, apparently, was poker. Within three hands that was obvious, the stack of plastic chips in front of him inching higher every time.
"Beginner's luck," Dickie said, and Steve simply shrugged and took a sip from his beer. But there was something in his eyes, something smug. Something that didn’t come across when he glanced at his cards or tossed a chip onto the table. With cards in his hand, Steve was a practiced liar.
The next three rounds went the same as the first, groans rolling around the room while Steve grinned. Then Steve lost a hand. His cheek muscles twitched. He tossed his cards on the table and said, "I'm getting a beer."
The words came out half-right, somewhere between nonchalance and venom, and Billy's blood thumped. There it was. Maybe shit-heels like Dickie wouldn't spot it, but that was some genuine grade-A Harrington rage. Dickie, with his royal flush of dumb luck, was too stupid to see the warning signs out ahead. Tommy, Vince and Sam were too busy counting out their chips to care.
Since high school, Steve had clearly gotten better at keeping himself in check. He definitely wasn’t a good liar when Billy had been prodding him at school, both of their cards easy to read, hands bleeding. Something had changed.
Billy tapped a plastic chip against his chin and turned his beer bottle on the table. He needed to learn how to count cards.
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Billy, coming around the corner: What th- Harrington, are you holding our cat like she's a weapon? Are you planning to fling Jane Eyre at any potential intruders?
Steve: I will cast her like Magic Missile, Billy. Burglars had best not fucking test me.
(based on a real thing my boyfriend just did)
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Oh, honey
I'd walk through fire for you
Just let me adore you
Like it's the only thing I'll ever do
🌅
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It is done. Inspired by the Harringrove week prompt "fantasy". Steve as a paladin. Billy as a barbarian. Both classes were suggested by my followers.
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Au where Billy wasnt going on a date in s2 but we actually meeting up to smoke with Eddie. So instead the two of them go looking for Max and get involved with the upside down a lot sooner.
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The man, the tits, the legend.
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Just a prompt for you kinky little freaks that also love a bit of fluff
Billy has a thing for Steve in his little sailor uniform and the two both role play with it. Billy the pirate takes away the pretty little sailor boy and has his way with him.
“You really think I look cute?”
“Baby, your my own personal little sailor boy, and honestly it drives me crazy,”
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