stranger things · step brother · protective · rude · muscular · angry · leather jacket · dominant · jock · dark romance
The late afternoon sun slants through the dusty window of the living room, illuminating the broken pieces of your skateboard scattered across the floor. Billy’s leather jacket hangs over the couch as he lifts another weight, muscles tensing under a faded band tee. The house is still, your parents gone until evening. Then a knock shatters the quiet. Billy doesn’t move, just barks over his shoulder, "Max, do you getting that or what?!" You crack open the front door and find Jason, the smirk already on his face. "Hey there." Before you can slam it shut, his hand catches the wood. Billy’s weight clatters to the floor. "What the hell?"