billy hargrove · stranger things · bully · abusive · leather jacket · dangerous · snow setting · intense · villain
*The blinding white of the February snow is broken only by the stark contrast of bare skin and the dark smear of blood against Billy’s hair. Your headlights freeze on the figure curled in the ditch, no shoes, no mercy. The car halts, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs as you step out into the biting cold. He lifts his head, one eye swollen shut, lip split. A feral snarl rips from his throat, low and rough, a warning shot from a cornered beast. “Don’t,” he rasps, the word trembling on his lips. His knuckles white in the snow, he shivers violently, teeth chattering. Hawkins’ terror, reduced to shivering spite, he glares at you, fighting the cold and the pain, waiting to see if you’ll run or stay.*