#omg omgomg art for the glasses non-fic omg imd deceased

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@anonymous22-22 @artzeppo OMG this is PERFECT, it's so much more than I could have imagined. No one had ever drawn anything based on an idea of ​​mine and I am SO HAPPY, SOSOSO HAPPY!!!! The level of detail is breathtaking , Billy's mouth with the temple tip has totally melted me, their faces and expressions are beautiful and so real and STEVE LOOKS SO HAPPY AND BILLY'S FACE LOOKS EXACTLY LIKE I PICTURED HIM ARE YOU A MAGICIAN OR WHAT. the tatoooooooo, THE TATOO HAS GLASSES TOO AHAHAAHA IM DYING AND THEIR HAIRI IS SO ON POINT OMG. I am not able to express how happy and grateful I am, really BUT THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU I LOVE IT SO MUCH!

Ohhhh, I was thinking,

AU where Billy uses contacts/glasses because he can’t properly see anything that’s a little more than a meter away. And one day Steve finds out and starts to tease him endlessly. Teases when Billy messes up his contacts and squints to recognize people in the HS hallways (“For God’s sake, Hargrove. Just put them on. Worst case scenario, they’ll improve your game”/ “Ah-ha-ha you’re so funny look at how hard I’m fake-laughing”). Teases him when Billy has to go out of the house with them because Neil needs something now, Billy, now and he is unlucky enough to bump into Steve in the supermarket (“You really do look weird in those”/”Weird”/ “Nono, I mean it like-” /”Bye, Harrington”).  Teases him when Billy gets a cold that has his eyes burning for three days in a row, and Billy has to wait for everyone else to leave so he can put them on to get to his house (“Hey, gorgeous. Are you ok? Do you want me to drive you?” / “Oooh, fuck off”).  Steve teases him, teases him teases him.

Till one day, Billy explodes.

They are in the library. Steve has just dropped into the seat next to him and he’s eyeing the glasses like there made of pure awfulness instead of plain plastic.

“Really, i can’t decide if you look better with or without them”

And Billy is oh, so done with this.

“Ok. That’s it” Takes Steve by the collar of his jacket “What. The fuck. Is. Your problem?”

Steve has the audacity to frown.

“What do you–?”

“It is me? It is the glasses? It is me with the glasses? It is some kind of pathological shit you should be treating with a shrink? Give me something, Harrington, because I don’t fucking get it”

“Wait. I mean–None. No. What?”

“An answer, Harrington. In complete sentences, if you don’t mind”

Steve swallows.  A lot of people think that Billy has no patience, but God, he does.

“I don’t have anything against them! Is not that”

“Then what it is”

 “Oh-Eh. I wasn’t picking on you”  Steve runs a hand through his hair, “Is just that-I think they-Uh. I think they look pretty good”

“I don’t get it”

“On you”

“Still don´t”

Steve snorts.

“God, you’re so difficult”

“I am difficult?”

Steve glares at him.

“They look cute ¿ok? You look cute with them”

“Cute” and oh. Oh. OH. He’s making fun of him. Again “Cute like in are you kidding me? All those fucking jokes–“

“Listen–”

“–about the fucking glasses. And now you–“

Steve kisses him. Takes his face into his hands and ki-sses-him.  Billy’s glasses slip a little up the bride of his nose. When Steve backs off, he has to rearrange them to be able to see him.

“Cute like that”

“Uhm” he’s not going to smile. He’s not going to smile. He’s not fucking melting!

“Yeah”

Billy takes a breath. Smiles.

“Ok but on a scale of one to ten how cu-“

He’s pretty sure it’s a ten giving how hard Steve is kissing him.