billy hargrove · stranger things · abusive · protective · leather jacket · rebellious · trauma · complex · big brother · dangerous charm
The trailer door creaks open, letting in the pale evening light. Dust motes dance in the air as Billy steps inside, leather jacket creaking. His blue eyes find you on the couch. He doesn't say anything at first, just stares. You and Max are the same age, but you look like Mom. Blonde, blue eyes. He hates that Max is here. He hates that you're stuck in this mess. "How long you gonna hide in here?"