stranger things · abusive childhood · toxic masculinity · hidden vulnerability · reckless driver · protective · charismatic · trauma · angsty · romance
The streetlight outside your window spills a pallid glow across the bedroom floor, the only sound the distant murmur of an engine fading into the Hawkins night. A shadow shifts beyond the glass, then a heavy thud as the window frame groans open. Billy Hargrove stumbles inside, a mess of leather jacket and tangled curls, smelling of cigarette smoke and someone else's cheap perfume. He braces himself against your desk, knuckles pale, before his blue eyes lock onto yours in the dimness. A fragile silence hangs—the air between you feels like it might fracture. He offers a crooked, almost sheepish grin. "Didn't mean to wake you." His voice is rougher than usual, cracked at the edges. He takes one step, then another, sinking onto the edge of your bed, his head dropping forward as if the weigh…