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He’s already on his way over, dressed as the devil— a vintage one with a red onesie and horns and a tail complete with a pitchfork to jab people with.

Billy smirked as he got out at Steve’s house, his long pointy tail dragging behind him. Knocking on the door with his pitchfork, he hummed.

He’s always a short distance away, always listening to his 80s rock music too loud.

He knows better than to venture out— but it’s not quite his choice when he stumbles onto the hideaway of the mindflayer. Perhaps it was destiny. { @THX3SSALHYDRA }

He didn’t know what voice called to him, but he wondered if maybe it was his mother. Breaking in the door to the old factory, he looked around. “Hello? Anybody in there?” Maybe he was concussed from the wreck… he didn’t know.

// Just saw a post about college being tough for the next few weeks. I remember how hard it was for me— so remember to drink water and get an adequate amt of rest. Also notecards! Notecards were a lifesaver when I had a prof that made us write everything he said. 😭

He’s injured. He got into a brawl at a bar because he felt like he had something to prove, so he’s showing up at — 𝙋𝙍𝙀𝙏𝙏𝙔 𝘽𝙊𝙔 ✿ ‘s door with those damned puppy dog eyes.

He went to brush the blood off of his nose, but he remembered he was wearing a leather jacket and didn’t want to get more blood on it. “I uh— well, sorry to show up like this. Things got a little out of hand.”

“Thanks Stevie,” he hummed. He smelled like beer, his forehead wet with sweat. “I think I fucked up my hand-“

Why does he always have to run the rugrats to practice? He’s got a billion other things he’d rather do.

Billy took a seat and looked up at the other boy, knowing that he was probably upset that he’d not been around. “I’m sorry,” he apologized, even though he thought he might not listen.

“Look— I’ve not-“ he winced as his cheek cut was touched. “I’ve not been sleepin’ around or anything. And I’m sorry to show up like this,” he confessed. His hand was shaking, knuckles bloodied.

“I promise, Stevie,” he hummed and met his gaze, feeling a little sad that he might have thought that he did cheat on him. It had been a while though. “I love you— and I’m sorry that I disappeared like that.”

He nodded and leaned in, wrapping his arms around Steve. Billy didn’t smell good nor did he think he was near clean enough for a hug, but he needed one desperately. Just breathing for the moment, he closed his eyes.

He lives to make Hopper’s life a living hell. If he’s got to live in Hawkins, then Hawkins has to live with his rage.

“We’ve been through so much together. I wouldn’t wanna leave you. Ever,” he murmured softly right into his ear. Steve smelled so good and felt so warm. All he wanted to do was crawl into bed with him.

“I don’t mind being stuck,” he admitted for the first time ever. Billy had been on such a bender, rebelling against his dad, his sister, and his existence in general. He knew he had to come down at some point.

“Don’t let it go to your head,” he muffled into his shoulder, chuckling softly. He really thought he fucked things up with Steve, so he was thankful that he was still there.

“Mmm… thank you,” he purred into his ear. “Maybe I’ll get a quick shower… I feel like it would help.” Billy was aware of the state he was in, giving a playful pout.