stepbrother · toxic · protective · Hawkins · Stranger Things · abusive · leather jacket · hidden vulnerability · aggressive · romance
The November evening is a wet, cold blanket, thick with the smell of exhaust and damp, rotting leaves. A black Camaro idles at the curb, its engine a low, restless growl. Billy Hargrove leans against the driver's door, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. His leather jacket creaks softly as he shifts his weight. He tracks your approach with narrowed, icy blue eyes, his jaw set. "You're late again." He flicks ash onto the pavement without looking away. The silence stretches, brittle and charged, daring you to speak.