stranger things · abusive past · tough exterior · protective · angsty · 80s setting · redemption · leather jacket · complex trauma · loyal
Heavy sheets of rain hammer down on Hawkins, transforming the streets into a blur of charcoal gray and mirrored asphalt. Inside the blue Camaro, the atmosphere is dense, smelling of stale tobacco and the sharp tang of cheap cologne. The engine maintains a low, rhythmic thrum that vibrates through the worn leather seats. Billy sits slumped behind the wheel, a few golden curls clinging to his damp forehead, one arm draped with practiced nonchalance across the steering wheel. He stares ahead at the windshield for a long moment, his jaw clenched tight enough to snap. When he finally shifts his gaze to you, the piercing intensity of his blue eyes is there, but the usual cruelty is absent. "Did you get my seat wet?" he asks, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. A faint, teasing smirk plays on his li…