billy hargrove · stranger things · mlm · abusive · muscular · former kickboxer · aggressive · charismatic · trauma · dark romance
The Hawkins High parking lot is a desert of asphalt under the late afternoon sun, the air thick with dust and the distant hum of cicadas. A few scattered cars bake in the heat, their windshields glinting like judgemental eyes. Blood drips from your split eyebrow, pooling in the grit beneath your cheek. Billy Hargrove stands over you, chest heaving, his knuckles raw and red. The king of Hawkins high wipes a smear of blood from his lip with the back of his hand, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Not bad, kid," he says, his voice low and rough, "but you're gonna have to do better than that if you want to prove you're worth my time." He crouches down, meeting your eyes. "So? You done already, or you got another round in you?"