#harringrove oneshot?

[accio-motivation]

'I'm not a queer', Steve thinks when Billy pushes his cock all the way inside.

He's not a queer because before he met Billy he has not even kissed another guy and he has always enjoyed having sex with girls. Right now he's just experimenting, it's nothing serious. And he can still say that he didn't like it afterwards.

Afterwards.

After Billy made him moan like a pornstar and beg for his cock like a cheap whore.

But Steve doesn't like it.

Doesn't like the way Billy's grinning down at him right now, all smug and hot, sweaty curls sticking to his forehead.

He looks like an angel and Steve doesn't like it, so he grabs him by the nape of his neck and pulls him down for a kiss. Just so he doesn't have to see Billy like this anymore.

Because Steve's not a queer.

He doesn't like it when Billy hits that one spot inside of him, that makes his eyes roll back in his head. He doesn't like that the feeling of being stretched open on Billy's cock makes him squirm and whine because he feels so full. So complete.

But he hates Billy, actually.

Hates him so much that he's leaving ugly red scratch marks on his tanned back, that will look absolutely terrible tomorrow morning when he has to go back to the public pool.

Hates him so much that he's burying his fingernails in the flesh of Billy's hips which will surely leave half-moon shaped marks. Because he wants to keep Billy close. Wants his dick even deeper inside of him. Wants Billy to fuck him harder.

And Billy does.

He presses one more kiss to Steve's open mouth before he straightens his back. He grabs Steve's thighs, spreads his legs even wider and increases the pace of his thrusts. Steve moans, in protests of course, and grabs the bedsheets with both hands, because Billy fucks like an animal and Steve thinks he's going to pass out.

He doesn't like it when Billy calls him his 'good boy'. Doesn't like how warm it makes him feel. Doesn't like it when Billy tells him how pretty he looks right now. How well he's taking his cock. How perfect he is for him.

Steve's going to come like that.

Billy hasn't even touched his dick yet but he's going to come. Can feel his orgasm on the tip of his tongue.

He reaches out and puts a hand on Billy's left pec. He lets his hand travel down to Billy's toned stomach where he can feel his muscles working under the warm skin.

Steve's not into guys but Billy keeps hitting that one spot perfectly and fuck! Fuck fuck fuck!!

He moans Billy's name.

Says a few things he's not proud of. Does a few things he's going to regret for the rest of his life.

And when he comes, it's hot and loud and intense.

It makes Billy groan. Makes him slam his cock so deep inside, Steve thinks he can feel it in his throat. And then he feels something warm filling him up and it makes his already spent cock twitch.

Steve doesn't like it when Billy pulls out and he suddenly feels a kind of emptiness he has never felt before.

He doesn't like the feeling of cum dripping down his thighs. Billy's cum.

Billy.

He flops down on the bed next to Steve. Breathing heavily. One arm covering half of his face.

He looks as tired as Steve feels.

Steve isn't a queer and he doesn't like Billy but he doesn't say anything when Billy's drifting off to sleep in his bed. Doesn't wake him up. Doesn't kick him out.

He grabs the blanket to cover both of their naked bodies. Has to move closer to Billy, so they both fit, he tells himself. So close that his head is resting on Billy's chest.

Billy's heart's beating fast. Like he ran a marathon. Steve wonders if his own heart is beating as rapidly when Billy carefully puts an arm around him, keeping him close.

He doesn't really care because he doesn't like Billy. And he doesn't like guys. Not in that way, at least.

And maybe that's alright.

He doesn't have to be queer to enjoy another person's warmth. Doesn't have to be queer to like being held. Doesn't have to be queer to like the feeling of Billy's soft cock against his thigh.

Okay, maybe he's a little queer.

Just a bit.

Just for Billy.

[genderflu1dwh0r]

When Steve and Billy have a fight where Billy is the one in the wrong, he always buys Steve a teddy bear, a red pen, and a pack of cigarettes with what money he has. And when the cashier asks if he's buying it for a special someone, he nods and says something like "very special." Billy doesn't have the most money in the world and so he tries to hide it, just so Steve doesn't pay for everything, but Steve knows. He sees Billy get a little fidgety and tense when he is buying something in front of him, he sees his hand go up to his necklace and fondle it, he sees his jaw clench, he sees his foot tap, he sees his muscles flex ever so slightly, he sees Billy flinch every time the barcode reader beeped.

When they are in the car, when they are hanging out at Steve's house, when they are together, Steve slips two $20's in Billy's wallet. Most of the time Billy catches it, because even though Steve says he's "stealthy, like a ninja," he really isn't. He's clumsy and clunky, and Billy likes that about him. When Billy doesn't catch him sneak two $20s in his wallet, he finds it afterwards at home when he checks his wallet. Billy always knows how much he has, he counts it every day like clockwork, he can't not check his wallet. He gets nervous if he doesn't check. Steve knows it's OCD, but Billy scoffs and shrugs it off, not wanting to seem "weak" or "dramatic."

But every time he sees that extra two $20's in his wallet, he presses his tongue against his cheek and tries to not smile, but caves and bites his lip. He hates how filthy rich Steve is, but he also absolutely adores how caring the boy is. He can't go one day without Steve saying or doing something nice to him, he pretends to hate it, but loves it, Steve knows it, Max knows it, hell, the whole group knows it. Billy can't help but smile.

[loveswrites]

Alive Poly Harringrove x reader

Poly! Billy x Reader x Steve

Time it took me: Probably around 4 hours while watching a movie and cooking dinner.

Word Count: 1614

I wrote this for me but I wanted to post it so here you go my loves! <3

"I don't want you to go." Billy said firmly.

"Wait what? You need me, you can't win this without me! Eleven can't win without me. She's not strong enough." You said, shaking your head.

"No you're not going!" Billy yelled, making you jump.

"Billy, you know she's right.. We need her, El can't do this without her." Steve said, running his hands through his hair. His eyes were slightly glossy and red. 

There was a new force of evil running through the veins of Hawkins. It was stronger than anything you've ever fought before. El has lost multiple times to it and so have you. The group has started to call it Vecna. You've had dreams about it, you've had visions about it. You've seen each and every outcome of this battle. 

You've seen them fail. 

Win.

Die. 

You've seen you lose Yourself and everyone you love and care about. 

Billy.. Steve.. El.. Max.. everyone. That was your power. The gang Nicknamed you the fortune Teller or fortune cookie. You can see the future of everything and everyone. Every decision they make you can see their life path and purpose switch. Rather the ending is good or bad you can see it all. But you can’t necessarily tell them what happens or you lose sight of that person's path of life.

When you and El escaped from the lab you both were frightened to death. Both were scared of getting caught and taken back to Dr Brenner. You two were his favorites. And from your visions you knew he would stop at nothing to get you both back until he was dead. His ending was always the same. So much that you stopped looking for a different ending.

 He chose his life.

 And he chose his path.

You were a year older than El. You knew a lot more about life than she did. Only things from your vision though. You still knew very little. But that didn't stop you from immediately having a crush on Steve when you first saw him. You liked everything about him. From his big head of hair to his try hard charm. He liked you as well but he felt like the age gap was too much. Though you already knew that you saw the vision. You would always tell him small things about his future that you were sure would happen just to freak him out. 

Anytime Steve would talk about a girl or having another crush you'd always shrug it off and say "I don't know why you're so pressed about it, we're all gonna end up together anyways. You just have to wait for Billy" Each time he and everyone else would ask "Who's Billy?" "What are you talking about??" They all questioned you until Billy came into town a few months later.

When Mike,Lucas and Dustin came fussing about MadMax all you could do was smile. when they asked you why you said "Billy's here." They would tease you about having an imaginary boyfriend until they saw that Billy was MadMax's brother. 

"That's impossible." Lucas said.

"It's like she's a wizard! No guys hear me out-" Dustin yelled in excitement.

"No, that's crazy!" Mike screeched.

That was until you met Billy. He was busy yelling at Steve about something you can't remember about what. You walked into the room and when his eyes landed on you his eyes softened and his voice lower. The rest of the gang was there, staring at the scene unfolding in front of them.

"Hello Billy." You said softly, smiling at him.

"Do I know you pretty girl?" He questioned softly, frowning his eyebrows.

"You feel that flutter in your chest? It's a sign that you already know me Billy. You've felt it for a couple of days haven't you?" You said walking closer to him. As you did Steve backed up a little from Billy's grip.

"How did you know that?" He whispered tilting his head.

"You shouldn't fight with Steve like that. We'll be together, all three of us. I wouldn't want any fighting when I'm around. It's a headache." You finally made your way to Billy. Bringing your hand up to his check you tucked his hair behind his ear. To which he leaned his head into your hold. 

"Who are you?" He questioned.

"You already know."

Approximately 2 months later from that day You, Steve and Billy started dating.  It was very bumpy in the beginning. Steve and Billy fought a lot no matter if it was about you or not. But you always were the only one to be able to break them up and for them to just kiss and make up like big boys. 

Everyone was shocked when you three started dating besides El. She knew your visions were always real. Soon after everyone did too. Whenever you didn't want to do something and you were adamant about not going somewhere. They all knew something bad would happen so they all would just stick with you. The group has grown to trust your judgment. To the point they would ask you pointless questions about their day to day life.

"Can I go to the grocery store?" Joyce asked, holding onto her purse looking at you. 

"Yeah? Why wouldn't you be able to?” You questioned.

“Just checking.” Joyce said, walking away with a soft smile.

“Is this going to be a good brush for my hair or am I just wasting my time?” Steve asked, holding up a brush for you to see.

“Your hair will tangle up easier.” You said as Billy tightened his hold on your waist.

“Damn it.” Steve said, walking to put the brush down.

“Is Mike ever going to pay me back?” Lucas said, running up to you panting out of breath.

“Most likely not.” You said shrugging, flipping the page of the magazine you were holding.

“I told you! I knew it!” Lucas yelled to Mike.

“She doesn’t know what she’s talking about! She doesn’t know what I’m gonna do in the future!” Mike screeched out.

“Like hell she does!” Dustin yelled out.

“You’ll die! I can’t let that happen.” Billy said, shaking his head. 

He started to pace the room. A sign that you’ve learned that he does when he's scared or nervous. You're sure he's feeling all of those things right now. Billy is way more protective over you than Steve is. Steve will be protective over you till a certain extent. Billy will protect you to his death. He refuses to let anyone hurt you. Even himself. 

“Way to throw good vibes in the air.” Steve mumbled under his breath.

“I’m not fucking around right now Harrington!” Billy said pushing Steve a little too hard to your liking.

“Billy, I will be fine. But I can’t sit around and watch you all die knowing I could have tried.” You said without even thinking.

“All of us?” Robin questioned.

“Oh great. Just great! She’s confirmed our death and you guys still want to go?!” Eddie said, jumping up from the sofa. 

“We’re gonna die..” Nancy said, looking down.

“I- It’s a path but it’s not the only one! Billy I have to go or else it will be the only path. As much as you love me I can’t let that happen. I would never be the same. They’re my family.” You said keeping eye contact with Billy. His eyes were facing the ground. His eyes kept moving like they were searching for something but you know it was his attempts to keep his tears in. 

“I- I..” Billy struggled to say. You walked closer to him with your head tilted a little.

“Billy, I have to go.”

“I can’t lose you. You're all I have. I can’t live a life without you.” Billy said lowly. His voice cracked a little but you heard him perfectly fine.

“You won’t lose me. I promise. And I’m not all you have.. You have Steve.” You said promising and in attempts to make him feel better.

Billy let out a bitter laugh.

“We fight like dogs.” He huffed out.

“Because you love each other just as much as you both love me. Just in your own ways.” You said softly grabbing his billy lifting it up slightly so you could see better. Wiping his tears you kissed his lips softly. 

“We're going to be okay. I promise.”

“Pinky promise?” Billy and Steve said at the same time making them look at each other as Steve moved closer.

“Pinky promise.” You answered softly, smiling.

Steve kissed your forehead and brung the three of you into a small group hug. You all felt each other relax in each other's hold. With this you saw their life paths change. They’d stick together no matter what happened tonight and that was all you needed. If there was a sacrifice that had to be made, Your two lover boys would have each other's backs to the end.

“So are we still going?” Eddie asked, making you three break away from the group hug.

“Yeah we are.” You said nodding. 

“And are we all going to live?” Erica questioned.

“If that’s what you call it.” You said starting to walk away.

“Wait what?! What do you mean by that?!” Eddie screamed.

“Oh hell.”

“That’s it! We're doomed!” Dustin said.

This would be one hell of a fight and all you knew was One of you was not walking away from it alive. And you would be damned if it was one of them.

There all you have.

And no one was going to take them from you.

[taleya15]

Warning yall now! Both my one shot, and the next chapter of Swing set boy WILL HAVE SMUT! so if you’re uncomfortable with that, please ignore the one shot, and skip to the provided cut on swing set boy. Thank you, for reading this warning if you did. Love you all <3

[justhere4thevibez]

still on hiatus, but I've been a busy bee! enjoy this continuation of my series recipe box! can be read as a standalone. (also my first real foray into harringrove territory!)

It's Too Cliché

Billy looked up from the stack of mail he was sorting through as Chrissy pitched through the front door of their apartment and threw herself onto the couch next to him.

“I can’t do it,” she moaned. “I can’t fucking do it.”

She rolled over just enough to look up at him with her pitiful blue eyes.

A tornado in a bottle. That was how Billy had always thought of her. Self-contained and beautiful, but if she got shook up just right… fucking watch out. And right now she looked all kinds of shook up.

He set aside the rest of the mail. Ads and bills, nothing that couldn’t be looked at later. Nothing to the ticking time bomb that was a percolating Chrissy.

“Can’t do what?” he asked lazily.

“He—he loves me,” she said, covering her eyes. “He said so. And I can’t—I can’t—”

She shook her head and launched herself off the couch to pace back and forth across the fluffy pink rug she’d insisted they needed to brighten up the apartment. Billy hated it with a burning passion, but it certainly was bright.

“You can’t say it back.”

[muttzguttz]

^to read this on wattpad^

Drive In

steve and billy go to the drive-in, but billy gets bored and now steve can't focus on the movie. wonder why?

word count: 1173

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steve couldn't believe it.

he couldn't believe that he agreed to go out with billy hargrove again. so there he was in the passenger seat of billy's camaro, watching back to the future at the drive-in theater.

they had been "seeing" each other for a while now, if that's what you want to call it. friends with benefits, except minus the friend part. secretly meeting up in the boys locker room, steve's house when his dad wasn't home, basically anywhere billy felt like it. steve had no clue where and how these hook ups started, but he had no plan on ending them either. billy had him wrapped around his finger.

steve had already seen back to the future once when he and robin snuck into the theater and watched it after their shift ended, but he just couldn't say no to that pretty face of billy's. he wasn't all that interested in watching it again, in fact, he could barely pay attention the first time. steve leaned his head back against the car seat and looked over at billy, who noticed almost immediately.

"what? not like the movie?" billy asked as he sat the bag of popcorn he had in his hands on the dashboard.

"wha- no, no, no it's not that, i just-" steve stumbled over his words, not wanting to tell the truth, but billy cut him off.

"don't worry, i'm a little bored too," billy grinned and reached his hand over to rest on steve's lower thigh, just above his knee. steve looked down at his hand and his face grew hot, but he quickly turned away before billy could see the red in his cheeks. this happened quite often, but he would never let billy know he made him blush or steve would never hear the end of it.

"just watch the movie man," steve tried to keep his cool. billy just chuckled and turned back to looking at the movie screen through the windshield.

only a few minutes had passed before billy slid his hand further up the denim of steve's jeans, firmly grasping the middle of his thigh. billy glided his palm up until it stopped right below his crotch, rubbing the inside of his thigh with his thumb. it wasn't long until steve could feel his pants tighten.

billy's hand found its way to steve's growing erection, squeezing lightly and drawing a gasp out of him. then he began palming steve through his pants, who started to squirm under his touch.

"hey, hey! what're you doing?" steve spat out in a whisper, gently grabbing ahold of billy's wrist. "we're in public!"

"it doesn't look like you're complaining stevie," billy said mockingly as he motioned down to steve's hard dick with his eyes, giving it another squeeze.

"billy, i-" he looked around from his opened window at all the other cars and then back to billy. "i can hear the people next to us chewing their popcorn!"

billy chuckled to himself, then leaned forward bc and rolled all of the windows up in the camaro. he looked back at harrington with a smug smile. "quick fix, babe."

steve didn't even have time to speak before billy's hands were back on him. with no hesitation, steve's pants were unzipped and he was pulled out of his boxers. the amount of precum he was dripping was almost embarrassing, but he didn't care. all steve cared about was billy's lips on his dick.

he grabbed billy by the back of the neck and smashed their lips together. more warmth traveled to his crotch when billy's tongue glided against his bottom lip, then sucking it in between his teeth. he pumped steve's cock with his fist, whose groans were muffled in billy's mouth.

billy pulled back from the kiss with a lustful grin to look at steve, who was breathless. he rearranged himself to lean across the middle console and put his face above steve's lap. then billy's lips were on steve's throbbing dick. a rush of tingling sensation exploded through his body as billy's hot tongue licked a slow stripe from the bottom of his shaft, all the way to the tip.

steve let out a deep moan as billy took his cock into his mouth. first he only swirled his tongue around the tip, then sucking it. billy pulled back, making an audible pop as steve's dick sprung out of his mouth, before completely engulfing it almost entirely.

the warmth was so good it was almost overwhelming. steve reached to grab a fistful of curls and bucked his hips up into billy's mouth. as he bobbed his head up and down, billy made eye contact into steve's brown eyes.

so hot, steve thought. eye contact almost made him bust immediately, but there was no way he was going to give billy that kind of satisfaction.

steve's grip on billy's blonde curls tightened as he pushed his head further into his hips. this caused billy to gently scrape his teeth against his dick. it was the perfect mixture of pain and pleasure that almost pushed him over the edge, causing steve to let out a whine.

billy wrapped his hand around the base of steve's cock and continued to bob his head, sucking his cheeks in to create suction.

"fuck," steve bit his lip and groaned, "yeah, just like that."

he was so, so close.

billy kept going, speeding up his hand movements and sucking a little harder.

it was too good, steve couldn't take it anymore. he tugged on billy's curls as he came into his mouth with hot spurts. steve's whole body tightened and his eyes rolled back while this euphoric feeling overcame him.

"bill- ah," steve moaned, shaking with pleasure.

billy slowly pulled his dick out of his mouth, saliva and steve's sticky cum dripping off the tip of his tongue.

he looked up at the beautiful mess he made of steve; face flushed and panting heavily with his mouth open. billy grinned and kissed steve, letting him get a taste of how good he is.

with one hand zipping his pants back up, billy used the other to caress steve's face and tuck his hair behind his face. he leaned in and whispered in steve's ear, billy's raspy voice and hot breath making him shiver.

"fuck the rest of the movie. how about we take this back to your house?"

steve agreed almost too eagerly.

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hiii baes

i hope you guys enjoyed this little addition to this. not proofread so my apologies for any mistakes (this was also pretty rushed so my bad lol)

once again, comment any ideas or requests!!

tysm for reading, ily guys<33 mwah

-B<3

[camaro-and-smokes]

Princess

Rating: Explicit Warnings: No warnings except smut Category: M/M Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Relationships: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Billy Hargrove, Steve Harrington, Original male character Tags: Tattoos, Harringrove, Fluff and Smut, Shameless Smut, Oral Sex, Gay Billy Hargrove, Bisexual Steve Harrington, Boys Kissing, Gay Sex, Mild Hurt/Comfort, Billy Hargrove Redemption Words: 1538

Summary: Steve gives Billy a special gift for their 10th anniversary.

Authors note: This is my entry to @harringroveson-bingo 2022, Round 1, C3: Tattoos

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Steve looked at the drawings on the tattoo parlor's wall.

"See anything you like?" the tattooist asked.

"Um...not really."

"I can draw you a piece if you want. You can't get it today though, you have to wait for a few days."

"I'm afraid I don't have the time. I have to get it today or not at all."

"Ok. My clients aren't usually in that much of a hurry. So, what is so urgent that you want it done right now?"

"It's a gift to someone. For an anniversary."

"Tattoo on your skin as a gift to someone else? Are you sure you want to do that? These babies are permanent and in most cases outlast the relationship."

"Well, I want it to be small and in a place that no one else can see but me and them. And I don't want a name. Something cute."

The artist nodded. "Alright. So, what might the place be? Because there are some limitations on those areas."

Steve pointed to his hip.

"On the hip or closer to your bellybutton?"

Steve blushed.

The tattooist understood Steve's unintentional hint. "So, closer to there? Son, that's a delicate area. I can do a piece there, but only if you can take it."

Steve pursed his lips. "Can I try it first? How it feels?"

The tattooist sighed. "It's either I do it or I don't. If you can't take it you'll have a speck of a tattoo in your skin forever in any case. But you have to either take it or leave it."

Steve nodded. "Ok. So, uh, I want it to be hidden unless I...you know...take off all my clothes."

"Can do. So, what picture do you want me to do?"

Steve told him.

The tattooist thought for a while. Then he went to the backroom and came soon back with a folder. "I have this one picture I drew for a client a while ago. They decided not to have the tattoo in the end, so it's available and no one else has it." After browsing through the folder, he found what he was looking for and handed Steve the picture. "It's simple and I can make it small. Would that work?"

Steve smiled. "It's perfect."

-oOo-

“Hey, I’m home!” Steve shouted after he closed the door to his and Billy’s house. It was small, but it was all theirs, had been for the last five years. And today was their tenth anniversary.

“Yeah,” came a tired groan from the bedroom.

After a while Steve sat on the bed next to Billy and leaned over him to kiss his neck. “Hey, firecracker, time to wake up. It’s already afternoon.”

“It’s Saturday,” Billy mumbled after a while.

“Yeah, but not just any Saturday.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t tell me you don’t remember what day it is today.”

“You woke me up literally a minute ago. Give me some slack.”

Steve laughed and curled around Billy as a big spoon, pulling Billy against him and hugging him. “Happy anniversary babe.”

“Oh, right,” Billy said. “Shit.” He kissed Steve’s palm, and turned around smiling. “Happy anniversary. What was it...ten?”

Steve grinned and set his forehead against Billy’s. “You remember something at least.”

“How could I not?” he said. Then his smile faltered a little. He didn’t want to think about how it all started, not really. After he woke up in the sterile white of a hospital, hurting all over all the fucking time. But Steve had been there since the faithful day, by his side, hoping that he would wake up even though the doctors hadn’t really given him much hope. He’d been there when no one else than he and Max had even really cared if he lived or died. And when Steve had come to stay with him after work, day after day, eventually they’d started to talk about deeper things, happy and sad things, regrets and all, and Steve being there became really important to him too. That Steve really cared what happened to him, cared that he’d get better and heal when he didn't matter to the rest of the world. “I remember the day vividly. You suddenly deciding...”

“It wasn’t ‘suddenly’. I’d spend almost three months by your side and thought it was time to get it over with because I knew you wanted it too. Even when you hadn't said it with..."

Billy put his finger on Steve's mouth to silence him. "As I was saying, you sitting on the bed, telling me to scoot over, and leaning in to kiss me. Even though I was a pathetic mess.”

“You weren’t pathetic or a mess,” Steve said softly, pushing a strand of hair behind Billy’s ear. “You were healing. And you were beautiful. Just like you are now.”

Billy smiled and kissed Steve, and Steve returned it the way he always did. Pulling Billy closer and kissing him breathless. The kisses heated up quickly, and soon they were all small bites of lips and tongues lapping against each other.

Steve pushed Billy on his back and underneath him, and because Billy always slept naked, he had easy access to his whole body. He trailed small kisses down from Billy’s neck to his chest. He gently kissed each and every scar on Billy’s body as he moved lower, making Billy let out deep sighs each time for the area around the scars remained more sensitive than the rest of his skin.

Steve kissed his way down the trail of tiny blond curls on Billy’s abdomen, meeting his erect cock. “I have a gift for you,” he said, brushing his cheek against it as he kissed his way lower on Billy’s groin and to the very base of the hard-on.

“Is it this?" Billy asked and moaned when Steve took his balls into his hand and kissed his way up towards the tip on the front of Billy's cock.

“Nope," Steve said, raising his gaze up to meet Billy’s. After licking the salty pre-cum away from the tip he continued: “Well, I guess this could be a prelude to it’s unwrapping.”

“Mhmm,” Billy groaned as Steve took his cock into his mouth, pushing his tongue against the front of it as he took it deeper. “Please unwrap this first.”

Steve kneaded Billy's balls in his hand while he lazily moved his mouth back and forth on his cock.

After a while Billy started to take deeper breaths and put his hands on Steve's head to control his pace. When he got closer to his orgasm, he started to gently fuck Steve's mouth in addition, and moaned loudly when he came. He took deep breaths as he kept Steve’s head in place and thrust in his mouth until he was fully spent.

When Billy let go, Steve looked up at him and swallowed his cum, wiping the corners of his mouth with a finger and licking it to savor it all.

“So, what’s the gift?” Billy asked when Steve laid next to him.

“Guess.”

Billy got up to lean on his elbow and looked at Steve. “Where is it?”

Steve grinned. “Somewhere only you can see it.”

“Oh,” Billy said and a mischievous smile painted his face. “Back or front?”

“Find out,” Steve said and opened his belt buckle.

Billy kissed Steve hungrily, getting aroused again by tasting himself on his mouth, and didn’t spend too much time to wander down to Steve’s groin. When Steve winced, Billy froze.

“What did I do?” he asked concerned.

“Uh, I didn’t expect it to be that, um, sensitive.”

Billy let out a breath. “What have you done, naughty boy?” he said slowly with a smirk.

Steve smiled. “Go ahead, unwrap it,” he urged.

Billy pulled Steve’s slacks off of him, throwing them on the floor.

“Be gentle, it’s fresh,” Steve said.

Billy pulled carefully Steve’s boxers down a little, first just on the right side. When he didn’t see anything there, he pulled them off, and moved Steve’s cock to see what was hidden on the other side of it. His jaw dropped open. “Oh princess...” he whispered, “it’s pretty.” He moved his hand gently over the plastic wrapping that protected a small tattoo of a tiara. “You got it for me?”

“Yeah, just for you to see.”

Billy had to swallow to control the lump that suddenly swell in his throat. “Babe, this is the best gift anyone has ever given me.”

"There's just one but," Steve said. "I think we need to keep it to blowjobs on my part for a while. It’s too sensitive for anything else. And the tattooist told me to keep it very clean for a few weeks before it heals properly.”

“I don’t mind. I already love to just look at it. And seeing it while giving you a head...” Billy said licking his lips, “I'm sure I won’t ever get tired of it.”

"Maybe you want to get one on this side too?" Steve asked. "For me to look at while..."

"Don't get greedy, princess," Billy interrupted Steve, "you already got one."

Steve grinned. "Well, ok, 'Bad Boy' written on right above your buttocks is kinda nice to look at..."

[sadhours]

harringrove oneshots

* indicates smut

gay fight club*

[gttinyprincess]

Eddie will be making his appearance in the next part of Willing btw

Also maybe a lil kiss between two peeps....but who?👀

[doodles-dearest]

day 6 for @harringroveweek and i decided to do an angsty oneshot this time :)

warning its uh. its pretty dark. bit of gore but its mostly implied. 930 words, enjoy :)

"C'mere before I hurt."

The words echoed through his ears repeatedly, melodically, a simple rhythm repeating, thudding, drilling into Steve's skull.

It'd been days now, days of that phrase circling his mind, he was unable to get away from it.

And for days he knew the voice was familiar, knew he'd met who the voice belonged to.

He shot up in bed at three in the morning, it finally clicked who it was.

Billy.

Before he knew it he was outside, running, running to Billy's grave. He didn't know why. He didn't even remember putting on clothes or going outside. All he knew was he had to go to Billy.

He saw the grave, dusty and grimy; he didn't remember it looking so aged before. He then noticed the vines, those certainly weren't there before, and the gravestone looked almost raised, as if the vines were holding it up higher. Steve squinted– yes, yes that's exactly what they were doing. He went to kneel in front of it for a closer look, only to step back when he noticed how hollow the ground felt. It was like the soil from all but the top layer had been removed, almost like an air bubble.

The vines began to twitch like tentacles, raising the stone higher, all the way out of the ground, bits of dirt and soil sticking to their slimy wet surface.

"What the hell?" Steve muttered, trudging back before realising that that was as far as he could go. His body wouldn't allow him to leave.

The earth air bubble started to convulse, straining upwards; something or someone was trying to burst out.

Steve reached for his walkie talkie, praying someone would be awake for him to call, but realised with anguish that he'd forgotten it at home, in its place was his nail bat. Why the hell did he think to bring his nail bat but not his damn walkie?

That's when it burst out.

A demogorgon, dirt and mud splattered onto it, screeching and roaring with its teeth sharp as nails, dripping thick saliva as it reared its head into the air.

Then it stopped.

Its petals folded in, revealing not a demogorgon face, but Billy's.

Billy panted and bent over, dry heaving and cursing due to the pain.

Steve watched in horror.

Billy was alive. And he was a demogorgon. Does that really mean he was alive? It couldn't, surely. The demogorgon was alive, sure, but Billy himself? No chance.

He didn't get chance to think of anything more, as he was distracted by Billy (the demogorgon? Billygorgon? Demobilly? Billy would do for now.) grabbing him by the shoulders.

"You heard." He whispered with shock. "It worked, you heard, you heard me."

Steve managed a startled squeak in return, he didn't have chance to ask how the hell Billy communicated with him. A dead man walking stood before him.

"And the nail bat… God you're an angel Stevie, you know that?"

"Stevie–" Steve repeated. It was funny how one simple nickname shot him back to the past, back to before it all went wrong. Back to the nights getting egregiously high together, back to the shared microwave dinners, the movie nights they insisted weren't dates but would always end in hesitant kisses and warm hugs as they fell asleep in eachothers arms.

Billy caught the way Steve's eyes glazed over in reminiscence.

"Steve… Fuck. Fuck I'm so sorry for what I'm making you do but I'm… I'm not me. Not really, and I really won't be in however long it takes for me to stop fighting this... thing."

"What– what do you mean?" Steve managed to splutter out, his brain still jumbled.

"Vecna… He… He turned me into a thing before he died, I don't–"

"Demogorgon."

Billy smiled, and Steve wished so badly he could kiss him, kiss those beautiful lips and feel Billy's warmth again.

"Look at you." He said. "Still so fucking smart, even if you think you're not."

"Billy, I–"

"Stop, don't… don't call me that. It'll make it more difficult for you."

"Make what more difficult?"

Billy looked down at his nail bat.

Steve's eyes widened at the implication. "No. No way."

"You have to. If you don't I'll hurt everyone, I'll hurt you, I'll hurt… I'll hurt Max." His voice broke as he said his sister's name, full of regret for all he did to her in life.

"C'mere before I hurt." It made sense now. Billy wanted Steve to kill him before he ended up slaughtering the entire town.

"Why can't you just hold out on it, fight against the urges?" Steve knew he couldn't, he was stalling. He was not going to kill his boyfriend.

"You know I can't do that long term, Steve, I've only got so long until all I become is a demogorgon with human skin on it."

Steve looked into his eyes, those icy blue eyes that could keep him still and calm for so long way back when. He'd seen those eyes cry, seen them bruised, seen them full of love and fear, but now… Now they were mostly empty, empty other than pure, pure fear. Billy didn't want to hurt anyone again.

Demogorgon Billy was so alike to normal Billy despite his insistence they weren't the same. His cadence in his speech, his posture, his big calloused hands, the fear in his eyes, the way he could draw Steve in with the sweetest of smiles.

He screamed the same too, as Steve's bat hit him;

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

Thud.

A rhythmic pattern, hitting in melodies of 6 beats.

"C'mere before I hurt."

[genderflu1dwh0r]

Neil had found out that Billy was gay, he walked in on Steve kissing him and taking his tank top off. Neil yelled, pounding his fists into Billy. Steve tackled him and wrestled him on the ground. Billy watched in horror.

Neil wasn't as strong as Steve, he was older and hadn't had a true fight in awhile. He would always beat Billy without any pushback. Billy wouldn't fight back, he couldn't. He was scared. Steve had Neil pinned, yelling in his face, he wasn't going to let someone hurt his baby. Not ever.

[loveswrites]

What Do You Wanna See?

What should I write about? I need Idea's of what you guys would wanna see. I'm up for a challenge, so i'll tell you guys what I like. I'm a fluff lover I feel like there's barely any ever fluff available anymore or if there ever was so I'm going to create it.

Who/ What I'll write for?

Stranger Things

Twilight / Also The Volturi

You

Scream (1996)

John Wick

American psycho (Patrick Bateman)

Chucky ( Charles lee ray )

Timothee Chalamet

The Black Phone

Joker ( leto Jared )

The Original's / TVDU

Plus More+ (Especially if I haven't seen it you could give me a deeper description and background on the character and I'll see what I can do!)

[skyjynxart]

hii I have a Billy request and I'd be grateful if you did it. So, there is this party. Y/N and Billy are dating in secret and she is teasing him by sitting in others guys lap and he gets angry and does something about it. Idk really know what but if it could end with some spice it be great

thx <3333

I'm an artist not a fic writer, sorry!

[taleya15]

The beach

By Taleya. V

I don’t remember why exactly I was being dragged into bringing Max to the beach. But here I was driving to the beach with Max happily hopping next to me. “So, who’s all going to this shit?” She thinks for a moment. “Well Mike, Will, Dustin, Lucas, Ari, and I think Steve.” I roll my eyes, but don’t comment on how I’m basically being forced into hanging out with Steve the whole time. “You have everything right shitbird?” Max nods, “yep! I made sure I promise.” I nod, but don’t talk about anything else and just turn my music up.

A few minutes later we’re pulling up to the beach. Max immediately jumps out and I grab our bag, while she’s rushing to find her friends. I roll my eyes again but follow her. I’m dressed in a simple wife beater and swim trunks. While Max is in a one peace with shorts on top. Once she finds her friends I’m putting a towel and our bag on the sand close by and laying down to tan, not caring about her friends or socializing. But of course my signal of “fuck off” aren’t heard and Steve Harrington is coming towards me. I roll my eyes under sun glasses.

“What’s up pretty boy?” Steve immediately sits down next to me and starts up a conversation, like we’ve been best friends forever. “Nothing much. How are you, Hargrove?” I grimaced slightly at my last name but answered casually. “I’m as alright as I can be Harrington.” He nods his head and lays down next to me. I turn my head to look at him fully, and try to ignore how I’m forcing my eyes to stay on his eyes. Or his dumb hair instead of traveling lower, like they wanted to. “What are you doing here anyway Harrington?” He shrugs his shoulders, “same as you evidently Hargrove.” I knock my head slightly, and he turns so he’s looking at the sky.

We don’t say anything for a while, and for a moment just a moment, I let my eyes scan over his body. He’s in a similar fashion as me simple swim trunks but he’s shirtless. I don’t stop the comment from escaping my mouth then. “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you in anything but a polo, or a basketball T shirt Harrington.” A face of amusement go’s over him, before it turns into something different. Something darker, a look I’ve only seen once before this. “Yeah? Maybe we need to hang out more often then.” His tone is teasing and something close to flirting. I laugh at him too try to ignore the flush of my cheeks.

“Trust me pretty boy, you don’t want that.” He seems taken aback for a moment before asking “Why?” I playfully roll my eyes, even though I know he can’t see it and turn my head towards the sky as well. “I’m not friend material princess.” He doesn’t want to give up on this conversation, for some reason. “What about more than friend material?” I almost choke on my own spit before I answer him. “What?” He sits up, and his tone immediately turns playful. “Hmm?” I sit up as well “Steve.” He glances at me before smirking, he then immediately yells out. “Dustin, Mike, Will, Lucas! Get your asses over here, sunscreen!”

All of them are playing in them water before they groan out. “Steve!” “No! I don’t care, I’m not getting my ass chewed out again by your moms, especially you Wheeler get your asses over here!” “Steve, I’m black I don’t burn.” I chuckle at Sinclair’s aditude while Steve doesn’t seem phased in the slightest. “I don’t care if you’re fucking yellow Sinclair, get your ass over here.”

Max laughing immediately reminds me of exactly why I’m here. I’m babysitting her. Again. “Hey shitbird! You to come here!” Max immediately groans out as well. “Me? Why me?” she asks as she’s coming closer to me. “Because you’re the most likely to burn out all these shit birds. It’d be funny but I’m not taking the blame for it.” I throw the sunscreen from the bag at her and she rolls her eyes but puts it on.

She throws the thing back at me after she’s done. “Thank you shitbird.” “Uh huh. Why aren’t you putting any on Billy?” “Because I can stand the sun for a few hours, before I burn to death.” Max immediately pouts and gives me an unimpressed look. “I’ll do it the next time, ok?” “Promise?” “I promise.” “Thank you dickhead.” I nod my head and she runs away with her friends. Me and Steve don’t say anything to each other the rest of the time there. I didn’t know what to say to him, and I don’t think he knew what to say to me either.

I don’t see him again till practice on Monday. That’s when I figure “fuck it, why not?” I’m testing him to his limits today on the court I know I am, but he keeps up amazing as always. Then that’s when wheeler shows up. God dammit! She’s going to completely ruin my plans! She makes Steve leave the game to talk. I’m trying desperately not to pay attention to how much time they spend out there. But when Harrington does come back, he’s not sad or lovesick like I expected him to be.

No, he’s pissed off. Now that emotion I know I can work with. I let him do his thing for a few minutes, then I’m right back on him. I’m trying to steal the ball from him right now. “You alright pretty boy? You seem a little flustered.” I’m not trying necessarily to grind my hips forward, on him or anything. But let’s just say, if it happens it happens. “Yeah, I’m fine Hargrove. Just play the dumb game alright?” I smirk but listen, immediately I steal the ball and go for a trick shot. I pass the ball through my legs, and score. There’s applause as I just won for our team. I flex a tiny bit then head to the locker room with the rest of my team.

I don’t exactly remember where the time went from then, to now where I’m currently alone in the locker room with Steve Harrington. I want to say something but I don’t know what. “What did Wheeler want Harrington? Did she dump you again?” I’m not trying to sound like an ass when I say that, it just comes out like that. Steve immediately rolls his eyes and slams his locker open. “No Hargrove. Why do you even care anyway?” “I don’t.” “Then why are you asking?” He turns and faces me fully while I’m still seated on the bench. “I-I don’t know.” Steve rolls his eyes again and begins to take his towel off.

My instinct to look away is there, it exists but I’m not really listening to it. I take a small glance to his ass, which is covered in small moles going up his back. He’s a little bit smaller than me, but he’s taller. I don’t realize how long my “glance” has gone on until he calls me out on it. “Like what you see or something Hargrove?” I shrug my shoulders, and immediately my flirty voice comes out. “It’s not bad baby.” I point vaguely in the direction of his ass, and he blushes instantly. “Awww. What do you like that?” I don’t know what I expect, maybe for him to punch me or something. But he doesn’t instead he just nods.

I go on auto pilot for a second as I stand up and walk the few steps over to him. He’s turned facing me again, and that look is back. I’ve figured out it’s his ‘I want something’ look. I smirk before leaning down slightly and kissing up his neck to his jaw. He doesn’t say much to this but he doesn’t exactly seem like he wants to stop. Instead he just undoes my towel, grabs my dick and starts stroking it. “Oh fuck.” I bite into the spot where his neck meets his shoulder before I return the favor back to him. Just like the rest of his body my dick is thicker, but his is longer. He whimpers into my ear and I swear I’ve never heard a sound so pretty.

I glance down at our dick’s and immediately I almost cum. But I just focus my attention on his tip instead. His cock is pale white, with a pink tip. It’s kinda pretty. Just like the rest of him, just pretty. “Fuck. Faster Billy please.” Hearing my first name roll of his lips is intoxicating enough. But hearing him beg? Fucking hell. I can’t help but give in to his request. Immediately there’s a shift in his tone, he’s louder and whiner. “There you go baby fuck good boy fuck.” I don’t know what I was expecting his response to be, but him moaning and biting my shoulder before he cums all over my hand, wasn’t it.

Before I can even process or start to pull away, or even slow down. He’s kneeling in front of my dick and taking it in his mouth. “Oh fuck baby. Shit!” I start biting my lip to stop the moans or groans of pleasure from spilling out. In a blur of moments he’s bobbing his head up and down on me while I’m biting hard on my lip. Sooner rather than later my head is rolling back, as I’m cumming down his throat. Steve immediately slows himself down a little, before completely coming off my dick. I notice he swallows and I almost blush. We stay there for a moment breathlessly and unsure about our next actions. After a little bit I gently help him to stand again and we clean ourselves up.

As we’re putting on clothes I just have to ask the question. “So what does this mean pretty boy?” He blushes and looks down, smiling gently before he answers me. “I mean I don’t do hookups or causal Billy. So if you want this I need to hear you say it.” I nod my head, and before I can pussy out I ask him something I’ve been secretly dying to ask him. “Will you be my boyfriend then?” He somehow smiles even bigger as he finishes pulling down his shirt. “I’d love to.” I smile and gently peck his lips, after buttoning the last button on my shirt leaving it less than halfway done.

We stand when we’re fully clothed and don’t look like we just fucked in the locker room. I gently hold his hand as we walk to the parking lot. “So what did Wheeler actually want today then?” Steve rolls his eyes before answering. “To say Mike got burned again at the beach so I’m not allowed to go over there for a while.” “That’s so stupid.” “Definitely.” We reach our cars, and I give him one last kiss before driving off to go “home.” Wow. What just happened?

[prettybillycore]

here is my masterlist continued. I bring this to you at 4:08am. I'm sorry/you're welcome, whichever you feel fits.

✮ shelock bbc ✮ 〈 sherlock holmes 〉 insult to injury ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen 〈 jim moriarty 〉 a very ordinary crush ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen world ender ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen ✦ part one discontinued

✮ detroit: become human ✮ 〈 connor | rk800 〉 spirits in my head and they won't go ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen ✦ chapter one discontinued

✮ marvel cinematic universe ✮ 〈 bucky barnes 〉 backpacks and blue eyes ✦ x oc ✦ rating: gen ✦ prologue discontinued

〈 peter parker 〉 soul searching ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen ✦ prologue ✦ chapter one ✦ chapter two ✦ chapter three ✦ chapter four ✦ chapter five ✦ chapter six ✦ chapter seven discontinued

✮ criminal minds ✮ 〈 spencer reid 〉 spencer squared ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen ✦ chapter one discontinued

✮ supernatural ✮

〈 dean winchester 〉 most wanted ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen ✦ chapter one ✦ chapter two ✦ chapter three ✦ chapter four ✦ chapter five ✦ chapter six ✦ chapter seven ✦ chapter eight ✦ chapter nine ✦ chapter ten discontinued 〈 castiel 〉 jealous little angel ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen ✦ part one ✦ part two ✦ part three discontinued

prettybillycore’s masterlist 2024

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✮ symbol key ✮ 〈 ♡ 〉 fan favorite || 〈 ❤ 〉 author favorite

✮ peaky blinders ✮

〈 thomas shelby 〉 ❤  for tommy  ✦ x original character ✦ rating: teen  ✦ prologue | Your sister, Edith Lillian ✦ letter #1 | Yours, Thomas Shelby ✦ ONE ✦ letter #2 | All My Love, Lilli Scamander ✦ letter #3 | Sincerely, Your Peaky Blinder ✦ TWO

✮ stranger things ✮

〈 billy hargrove 〉 shot through the heart ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen  ✦ ch. 1 you never shut up about steve ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen  you are not a burden, billy hargrove ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen ♡ finally safe ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen  out of love ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen ♡ ❤ you're gorgeous, doll ✦ x gn!reader ✦ rating: teen cigarettes and strawberries ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen not such a stranger ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen with me around, you're always safe ✦ x gn!reader ✦ rating: teen 〈 steve harrington 〉 broken hearted for halloween; and every holiday after ✦ x oc ✦ rating: teen all I want (for christmas) is you ✦ x oc ✦ rating: teen robin the matchmaker ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen feels like home ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen free ice cream hour ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen  every part of you ✦ x reader ✦ rating teen

〈 polycules 〉 we love you just the way you are ✦ rating: gen ✦ harringrove x reader stranger things have happened in hawkins ✦ harringroveson x reader ✦ part one  ✦ part two ✦ part three ✦ part four (final) we can all be a little less lonely ✦ harringrove x reader ✦ part one  ❤ ✦ part two (mature)

✮ detroit: become human ✮

〈 connor | rk800 〉 please don't die again ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen were ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen don’t date vampires ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

✮ marvel cinematic universe ✮

〈 general/no pairing/multiple 〉 how you met the avengers ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen the moment they realize they have feelings for you ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen first date with the avengers ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen 〈 bucky barnes 〉 ♡ ❤ doll, I'm yours ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen long term effects of the blip ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen 〈 steve rogers 〉 dating captain american while being a SHIELD agent would include ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen being tony stark's sister and crushing on captain america would include ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

〈 loki 〉 nightmares ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen mistakes were made ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen untrustworthy x reader ✦ rating: teen mistletoe ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen i can't believe you just said that ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen what the avengers think of you dating loki ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen dating loki while being tony's sister would include ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen 〈 peter parker 〉 falling down ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen dating peter parker would include ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen peter parker asking you to homecoming would include ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen peter parker crushing on you while being tony's daughter would include ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen dating peter parker while being tony's daughter would include ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

✮ criminal minds ✮

〈 spencer reid 〉 in love with forensics and the genius ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen coffee, british accents, and jealousy ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen little gibbs is dating the genius  ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen cuddles ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen golden heart ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen too old for you ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen it's a boy ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen they probably won't like me ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen charm bracelet ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen

✮ supernatural ✮

〈 sam winchester 〉  welcome to the family ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

〈 dean winchester 〉  what was grandpa like? ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen tell me i'm lying ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen the handgun in the '54 chevy bel air ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

〈 castiel 〉 will be here for you  ✦ x reader ✦ rating: teen 〈 jack kline 〉 help me out ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

〈 destiel 〉 unlucky love ✦ character x character ✦ rating: gen

✮ anime ✮

〈 general/no pairing/multiple 〉 opposing sides ✦ rating: gen haikyuu boys as your older brother ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen haikyuu boys with an s/o who has ezcema ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen haikyuu boys with an s/o who is bullied ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen haikyuu boys with an s/o who has depression ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen haikyuu boys helping with an unaccepting parent ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen haikyuu boys comforting their s/o with a rough home life ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

〈 kageyama tobio 〉 ❤ king of the court and queen of the rink ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

〈 sugawara koushi 〉 ❤ on top of the world ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

〈 nishinoya yu 〉 music to my ears ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen always here for you ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

〈 hinata shouyo 〉 perfection is the ace ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen hinata with an s/o that is slightly taller than him ✦ x reader ✦ rating: gen

[camaro-and-smokes]

The Letter

Rating: Mature Warning: Major Character Death Category: M/M Fandom: Stranger Things (TV 2016) Relationship: Billy Hargrove/Steve Harrington Characters: Steve Harrington, Billy Hargrove Additional Tags: Harringrove, Heavy Angst, I mean seriously heavy, Mentions of Death

Notes: This is my 9th and final entry to the @harringroveson-bingo 2022-2023 square A1: What could've been. NOTE! This fic has an overall theme that some might find disturbing. If you choose to read, make sure you have tissues. Because I cried my eyes off when I wrote this.

Summary: The fact that the letter needed to be written in the first place was the worst.

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Billy,

Steve looked at the name on the paper. How it smudged when his tear fell on the ink that hadn’t yet dried in full. He let out a frustrated scream and crushed the paper, chucking it onto the floor with other crumbled papers that covered the big part of the room’s floor.

He leaned onto the table and pressed the heels of his palms into his eyes, and took a deep breath to keep himself from crying again. The sleeves and the hem of his shirt were soaked because he had run out of tissues a long time ago. But he couldn’t leave the house to buy more before he got his feelings on a paper.

It was the only way he knew to tackle the bottomless hurt that was his life now after a long agonizing time—and yet, all too soon.

He wanted the letter to be perfect, but it felt like every start had something wrong from the get go.

But everything was wrong now. Him having to write the letter in the first place was the worst.

His head hurt, his eyes hurt, and his heart ached. If ever, now he knew that heart could indeed break. Because his had.

And nothing would ever make it better.

He was angry at Billy for leaving. For going away. For hurting him like no one else ever could. Shattering his heart into a thousand pieces. It could never be put together again the way it had been.

Maybe he should’ve told Billy that his leaving would make him a shadow of his former self. Maybe it would’ve made all the difference. Maybe Billy would’ve stayed if he had.

But Billy probably had known that even without him saying the words.

Steve knew it was useless, all this anger. But he was at a point he would’ve done anything to have Billy back. If it would make a difference, he would travel on the other side of the world to find him. He would give his left kidney, if it changed everything. His life, even.

The things he would do just to see Billy one more time, to have him in his arms, just once more. Just one more touch, one more kiss.

People told him he would find someone new. That he would get over Billy.

As if it was that simple. How do you get over someone who made you the person you are? Someone you wanted to make happy every moment of every day? Someone who made you happy just by existing?

Why would you ever want to get over something like that?

He sat back down, and took another paper in front of him, and started writing.

Billy… You broke me into a thousand pieces. My life halted that moment on that couch when you left. I’m still there, sitting, still unable to breathe, just waiting for you to come back into my arms.

I’ve never hurt more, and I wish you could feel how much. I know it’s not fair to think like that. But you took everything from me. I was left with nothing, and now I don’t know how I’m supposed to live.

Because you were my everything.

There’s so much we should’ve done instead of what we did. We used to bicker about such useless things and moped in different rooms.

We should’ve taken that trip to Hawaii you always wanted. I don’t know why I always said no. Just a long weekend. Two days off from work. I could’ve done that. Or the grass in the backyard that always burned in the summer when there wasn’t enough rain. I should’ve just changed it into a plastic one and you would've had green grass all year long.

Or we should've had that baby you so much wanted, with a surrogate mother. Then I’d at least have them to remind me of you. Someone looking like you. Maybe even being a little like you.

So many things you wanted, and I denied them from you. And now I see I denied them also from myself.

What could have been if in all those moments I would’ve just listened instead and agreed to what you wanted? And then just kissed everything better.

Yes, we should’ve kissed so much more. And made love. Even though I loved your mind, it was never a secret that I adored your body. I don’t think I can ever touch anyone the way I did you.

I don’t think I will ever even want to.

I wish I’d known how to fix everything. How to fix whatever was causing it all, quietly eating you from the inside until it was too late to stop it.

But I know these what ifs are useless. You’re beyond of point of no return. You’re not coming back. The fucking cancer took you from me.

I loved you so much. More than I realized even myself until now when I can no longer tell you.

I just wish that when my words weren’t enough to tell you how much I loved you, my deeds spoke for themselves, even if they weren't always perfect, and that all of them together said everything you needed to hear.

Billy, you will forever be my first and my last, my alpha and my omega, my everything.

Now my only wish is that when it’s my time to join you, you’ll be at the gates, waiting.

Your ever loving husband, Steve