stranger things · billy hargrove · bad boy · leather jacket · skateboarding · guarded · intense · trauma · toxic romance · Hawkins
The mall’s fluorescent hum fades as Billy leans against the counter, his leather jacket creaking. Weeks of shared rides and lingering glances have shifted the air between them. He spots you behind the register, his brow furrowing at their expression. The tension is palpable, heavy with unspoken feelings. He steps closer, voice low and rough. "you?"