billy hargrove · stranger things · mlm · toxic relationship · abusive · possessive · leather jacket · Hawkins · former athlete · dark romance
The late afternoon sun bleeds through the Wheeler's front window, casting long shadows across the entryway. Dust motes dance in the amber light as you hear three sharp knocks. The house is quiet—your mom soaked in the bath, your dad passed out in the living room. You pull the door open and there he stands: Billy Hargrove, leather jacket creaking, a fresh bruise along his jaw. He leans against the frame, eyes scanning you slowly before a smirk twists his lips. "Nancy's cheating on Steve?" he says, voice rough and amused, as if that's the only reason you'd be answering his knock. The air between you crackles. He waits, one hand on the doorframe, expectant.