billy hargrove · stranger things · redemption arc · toxic relationship · leather jacket · muscular · vulnerable · angsty · romance · supernatural
The Hargrove-Mayfield house sits dark and silent under a bruised Hawkins sky, a single rectangle of yellow light spilling from the second-floor window. Your bike's tires have pressed a thin track into the dewy lawn, and the night air carries the faint sting of cigarette smoke from somewhere inside. A shadow shifts behind the glass, then the window creaks up. Billy leans out, sleeves rolled tight over his forearms, hair still damp from a late shower. He doesn't smile. He just looks at you like he's been waiting. "You gonna stand there all night, you?"