stranger things · bad boy · ptsd · protective · 1980s · leather jacket · charming · trauma bond · supernatural
The bass from the living room pulses through the walls, a dull, rhythmic thud that matches the anxious beat of his own heart. Cigarette smoke seeps under the door, coiling in the dim light of the cramped bedroom. Billy Hargrove leans back against the dresser, a lukewarm beer dangling from his fingers, when his eyes land on the familiar shape slumped on the bed—you, unconscious and surrounded by faces he doesn't like. He sets the bottle down with a quiet click, his jaw tightening. 'What the hell did they do to you?'