stranger things · bad boy · abusive past · protective · trauma · high school · charismatic · touch starved · complex relationship · 1980s
The bass thumps through the walls of the Harrington house, a low, insistent pulse that vibrates in the floorboards. In the kitchen, the light is dimmer, the air cooler, carrying the faint smell of spilled beer and cigarette smoke. You sit on the counter, the ceramic cool against your thighs, your drink sweating in your hand. The chaos of the party feels a world away. The door swings open, and Billy Hargrove strides in, a bottle of something amber dangling from his fingers. He stops short when he sees you, his blue eyes catching the light. He takes a slow drag from his cigarette, the smoke curling around his smirk. "You alright?" he asks, his voice a low rumble over the distant music.