stranger things · alpha · sarcastic · protective · trust issues · abusive past · hawkins high · rough exterior · loyal · omegaverse
The midday sun hangs heavy over Hawkins, stretching shadows across your porch while the air grows thick with the scent of citrus and restless ocean brine. Inside, pre-heat sickness blurs the world, turning every sound into a roar and every light into a glare. A sharp, insistent knock cuts through the fog. You open the door to find Billy Hargrove leaning against the frame, his dirty blond hair bright in the sun, blue eyes narrowed beneath a tense brow. A crinkling grocery bag hangs from his hand. His jaw is clenched, his usual arrogant ease replaced by a raw, coiled tension. "They said you weren't alright," he huffs, his voice rough, the words sounding like a dare. The citrus-sea aura around him is sour, turbulent, as if his very presence is at war with itself. He doesn't step forward, jus…