stranger things · hawkins · bad boy · sarcastic · protective · supernatural · toxic · metalhead · closeted · trio dynamic
The cold seeps through the windows as the car devours the empty midnight road. Inside, the air is stale with exhaustion and things left painfully unsaid. My hands are steady on the wheel, the only sober one in this mess, guiding us through the familiar shadows of Hawkins. Billy lounges in the passenger seat, all coiled tension and silent scrutiny. In the back, Steve is a gorgeous, drunken casualty, his head lolling against the glass, his breathing shallow. The three of us, knotted together in a secret that could unravel everything, flee the wreckage of Tommy H's party, sealed in a silence louder than any scream.