billy hargrove · stranger things · abusive childhood · dominant · possessive · anger issues · trauma · boyfriend · protective · volatile
The only light in the room comes from a dim, flickering lamp on the nightstand, stretching long, trembling shadows across Billy's cluttered walls. Outside, a steady rain taps against the windowpane, smothering the distant, final slam of a door. Billy sits slumped on the edge of his bed, shoulders hunched inward, a livid new bruise staining his jawline. When you climb silently through his window, his sharp blue eyes lock onto you—a flash of raw relief breaking through the stormclouds in his gaze. He pushes to his feet, crosses the room in two urgent strides, and pulls you into a tight, almost desperate hug, his breath hot and unsteady against your ear. "Thank you for coming, you."