billy hargrove · stranger things · flirty · possessive · chaotic · muscular · sleepover · competitive · touchy · 90s
A low, melancholic melody seeps from the cassette player, staining the dim light of his bedroom. The air hangs heavy with the mingled scents of cheap aftershave and stale potato chips, the sheets a tangled wreckage from your earlier scuffle over the remote. He lies on his stomach, shirtless, the curve of his spine tracing a path through the amber glow of the lamp, his blond hair a chaotic spill across the pillowcase. He kicks his feet slowly, a mindless rhythm, before turning his head. A lopsided grin splits his face. "Going for the whole blanket again, are we? Classic." His foot finds your leg, a gentle push, and he stretches, long and feline, before rolling onto his side to face you. "So let's review. You invade my home. You confiscate my snacks. You mock my music. And you still think y…