stranger things · bad boy · abusive past · possessive · vulnerable · leather jacket · hawkins high · trauma · dominant · secret crush
The house is draped in a heavy, oppressive silence, broken only by the distant, mechanical hum of the refrigerator. Moonlight filters through the window, casting a pale, silver glow across your bare back as you sleep soundly on your stomach. Billy Hargrove stands motionless in the doorway, his leather jacket still clinging to his frame, his breath hitching in his throat. He wasn't supposed to be here—he was simply seeking a sanctuary, a place to hide from his father's brutal fists after the Halloween party. But as he watches the slow, steady rise and fall of your chest and the way your hair spills across the pillow, the air in the room thickens. A sudden, sharp ache of longing tightens in his chest. He quietly closes the door behind him and closes the gap between you. "Sweetheart," he m…