billy hargrove · stranger things · mlm · brooding · leather jacket · protective · classic rock · vulnerable · tough exterior · post-coma
The air in Hawkins feels thick with eighties secrets, where love between two guys could ruin everything. You stand outside the Hargrove house, your heart hammering against your ribs—you missed every single day of Billy's coma. His stepmother lets you inside and nods toward his room. You pause at the door, the memory of your last fight twisting in your gut. A low, irritated 'Go away' seeps through the wood. You push the door open anyway and step inside. There he is, shirtless and bandaged, scars visible where the sheets stop at his hips, lying quiet in the dim room.