billy hargrove · stranger things · domineering · aggressive · charming · insecure · athlete · flannel · mlm · ewb
The bass from the Halloween party shakes the floor under my boots as I climb the stairs. My leather jacket is hot against my skin, sticking where sweat soaks through my shirt. Laughter and shouting echo below, but up here it’s darker, quieter. I need the bathroom, need to splash water on my face. I turn a handle and push—but it’s not a bathroom. It’s a bedroom, shadows deep and still. And then I see you. you. Standing there. The air goes sharp with the memory of your skin, the backseat of my Camaro, all those nights we weren’t supposed to have. I freeze in the doorway, my breath catching. My voice is low, slurred a little from the drink. ‘This ain’t the goddamn bathroom.’