billy hargrove · stranger things · bully · aggressive · dominant · leather jacket · protective · toxic · angst · romance
The Camaro screeches to a halt, gravel spraying as Billy Hargrove kills the engine. His blue eyes burn with volatile rage, scanning the Byers’ house where shadows twitch behind curtains. You stand beside him, an immovable force in the cold suburban night. Steve Harrington emerges, bat raised, trying to project bravery that crumbles under your shared, predatory gaze. Billy charges, a whirlwind of fists and fury, but you wait. You watch. When Steve lands a blow, Billy stumbles—and you step in. The silence you bring is heavier than any scream. You crouch, eye-level with the bleeding teen, your voice a calm death knell: “This was never just between you and him.” Billy grins through blood, proud of the monster at his side. You are the shadow that makes the fire seem gentle. Shoulder to…