#billyhargrove x reader

[buckysgrace]

Written on Your Lips

Billy Hargrove x Reader

You and Billy spend the first night together in your newly shared apartment.

Boxes were strung across the room, most of them open but some of them still taped tightly shut. Billy's neat handwriting rested outside the boxes, labeling the different items that were rested inside.

He had delicately broken down his items; from clothes to dish sets, blankets and bathroom supplies. Your boxes simply had your name on the outside, as they consisted of a mess of different things. Hastily packed from your childhood bedroom.

Your day had been busy, full of trying to set up dressers and tables and rearranging the bed until you both settled on a perfect spot. The walls were still bare, and you only had four forks and a spoon in the kitchen drawer, but it was comfortable.

"We didn't get a can opener," He grumbled from next to you, his dirty blonde curls pulled back into a ponytail. His hair was damp from the shower you had both clambered out of, "Do you think we can eat it without sauce?"

"Don't worry," You pushed him aside gently as you held up a butter knife with one hand, reaching for the can with the other, "I've got this." You grinned teasingly.

"No," He replied quickly as he pulled the can back to his chest quickly, "You don't have this." He shook his head as he removed the butter knife from your fingers a second later, making you grin.

"What's the worst that could happen?" You asked him playfully, taking a step back as the water in the pan began to boil rougher.

"You lose your hands." He said with a laugh, shaking his head as he stirred the vegetables in the other pan. You thought about it for a moment.

"True," You nodded along, "But I get the can open, so that's a plus." You sent him a playful wink, biting back your own smile.

"You're funny," He hummed, eyeing you for a moment before he jerked his chin towards the living room, "I think I have a handheld one in the kitchen box."

"The knife will be faster." You mumbled softly as you walked past him, letting your fingers drift along his waist as you did so. You yelped as his hand shot out, smacking against your backside.

"Not a chance." His lips were curled into a smirk before he turned back to the pan on the stove. You shook your head as you placed your hands on your knees, bending low to examine the labels on the boxes.

The tape came off easily from the box, choosing to stick to your skin instead of the box. You scoffed as you struggled to pull it off, frowning at the leftover sticky feeling that clung to your fingertips.

You paused as you caught movement from the corner of your eye, something small and fast. You furrowed your eyebrows together, confirming the speck wasn't a piece of leftover tape before a shriek left your lips.

"Billy!" You yelped as you began to scurry away, moving backwards as your pulse quickened against the side of your neck. Your body felt limp, consumed with fear as you thought about it rushing towards you.

"What?" He asked, sounding as frantic as you felt as he was suddenly next to you. His hands fell to your sides, tugging you up towards your feet as you pointed towards the spot where the beast had stopped at.

"There's a spider," You squeaked out, trying to keep your arms from flailing about as it seemed to glower at you from the corner of the room, "Oh my God, it's moving." You shook your hands, turning quickly so you were hiding behind him.

"It's a spider." His eyebrows were crinkled in confusion as he turned towards you, blue eyes flashing in amusement as you held your arms tightly to your chest. Spiders could be dangerous, mean. And you wanted nothing to do with them.

"It's moving!" You shrieked, watching in horror as he moved towards where the culprit was. You didn't get much time to protest before he was catching it in his hand, caging it in his palms, "Be careful!" You told him seriously, trying not to wince at the thought of the spider's legs against his skin.

"It's a little spider," He replied dryly, "Can you get the door?" He asked you, looking down at his hands calmly as you rushed towards the balcony doors. You nearly tumbled onto the floor, your socks sliding against the tiled floors behind your balanced yourself.

"I'm fine," You promised, smiling sheepishly as you slid the door open for him. You winced at the feeling of the cool air slammed into you, prickling your cheeks as he stepped outside, "Be careful."

"Wouldn't want to drop him in the wind," He teased as he held his hand out gently, letting the spider crawl from his palm and onto the railing, "He might fly back at you."

"That's not funny." You told him seriously, taking a step to the left to protect yourself in case that did happen. You were sure you'd collapse to the floor, your heart unable to deal with that thought.

"Kinda is," He smirked as he walked back through the doorway, "He was the size of your pinky." He teased as he gave your chin a little squeeze, making you grumble.

"Did you see his fangs?" You asked seriously, "He was terrifying." You said seriously, hoping the spider wouldn't get any bright ideas to create webs on your balcony.

"Mhm," He shook his head, grinning softly, "Scaredy cat. He was innocent." He retorted as he knelt over, gripping the can opener before he headed back to the kitchen. You trudged along behind him, sure that there would be more spiders to follow.

"Until he lays eggs, and they take over the apartment," You replied, shivering as a chill raced through your body, "Is it almost done?"

"Almost." He hummed in agreement, giving the can a good shake before he added it into the hot pan. You took a step back, keeping yourself a safe distance from the heat.

You turned for a moment, popping the fridge open as you took a quick examine of it. Inside rested a six pack, an opened can of Coke, a gallon of milk, a stick of butter and a bag of grapes. Looks like there was just one option for snacks.

"You want one?" You questioned, grinning as he nodded his head in agreement, "Catch!" You briefly warned him before you tossed the grape in his direction.

He moved with surprising speed, his lips parted as he caught it effortlessly. You clapped your hands, feeling impressed at how quick he reacted.

"Ah, see," He grinned as he held his hands out, cocking his eyebrows as you cheered for him, "I can do more things with my mouth." He teased, eyes filling with mischief as you popped two grapes into your mouth.

"You already got your fun for the night," You reminded him, "We set up the furniture." You grinned, listening as he snorted in response.

"Highlight of my life." He mumbled, giving his head a little shake before he went back to stirring the pan. You peeped over his shoulder, getting a quick glance at what was left before the timer to his left went off.

"I'll get it!" You told him excitedly, curious as to what the cobbler he had baked would taste like. He had briefly mentioned it was an old recipe, most likely his mom's, but wouldn't get into much detail over it.

"Wait-," He stopped you, gripping your hand tightly as his blue eyes snapped towards yours, "Oven mitt." He reminded calmly, giving you a little grin before he placed a kiss along your knuckles.

"Oh," You nodded your head along, smiling sheepishly at how your excitement overpowered everything else, "Yeah, that might be helpful." You shrugged it off, sure that you would've remembered before you stuck your hand in the oven. Maybe.

You carefully pulled it out once your fingers were safely covered, your eyes widening as you inspected the golden-brown crust. You were sure there were little sugar flakes on it too, making your mouth water at the thought.

"I want a slice." You said as you glanced towards him, wondering if you could convince him to have dessert first. This was your place, you could surely do whatever you wanted.

"It's too hot." He said with a laugh as he turned the burners to the stove off. Everything else looked good too, but the pie smelt amazing.

"It's worth it," You told him seriously, "It looks incredible." You complimented, resisting the urge to cut into it.

"Thanks," He smirked as he leaned against the counter, "I guess I'm good at that too." He added cockily, twisting his rings around his fingers as you took a step towards him.

"Take your ego down a notch," You laughed as you poked his side, "But you are." You nodded softly, smiling as you leaned forward to press your lips against his.

"Thanks," He grinned against your mouth, his fingers falling against the side of your neck, "You still don't get any until later." He replied, making you groan playfully. At least you tried.

[supermarketbae]

ok so *cracks knuckles* im really obsessed with subby sleepy billy lately. It’s winter night, you both are wrapped under the covers,his face nuzzled into your neck, his mouth wide open looking like an angel, his big muscular body ontop of yours using your entire body as a pillow. you are just ruffling his hair enjoying his presence, kissing his face. You hear him mumbling something, and he gently grinds his bulge against you, but he’s still asleep so doesn’t realise fully what he’s doing and stops after a few movements. my cute baby boy. You give his painfully hard dick some comfort by giving him a handjob, hes so sensitive- waking up sleepily moaning just in so much pleasure just mumbling so much about how good it feels❤️

AHEM- just-just- yk what-

We're making it out of the mental asylum with this one 🔥🔥🔥

Warnings: smutttt (we're back folks), praise, sub! billy, somnophilia maybe sorta slightly, reader has fem anatomy, overstim, uhhmm yea that's it y'all, oh no formatting but you guys should just expect that by now.

The howl of the wind against the house is what shook you from your sleep. It never surprised you how quickly the weather could drastically change. Shifting a little, you stifle a giggle as you feel your boyfriends arms tighten around your waist. Now, of course, Billy Hargrove would never admit it, but he was just a big teddy bear when it came to you. "Emphasis on big" you thought to yourself as his body, currently on top of yours dwarfs you. Simpering lightly you smile wide running a hand through Billy's golden curls, some of the long strands tickling your neck. At this, Billy shifts against you. Not something uncommon, except for the small whine that bubbled up out of him as his hips dragged over yours. His hips shudder into that slow, lazy circle again, you muffle a moan when his hardening dick presses oh so deliciously into your clothed cunt. Billy lets out a soft moan again, and you smirk.

"My poor baby" you whisper into the darkness. As you press yourself upward, Billy ruts against you with a pathetic whimper. Then, pushing his shoulder lightly, he rolls off of you onto his back. You don't miss the furrowing of his brows at the loss of heat. You also certainly don't miss the large wet spot as well as the significant bulge in his boxers. You clench your thighs at the lewd sight. Grinning sultrily, you trail a hand softly over it, mouth watering as Billy's dick twitches from the light stimulation. Fingers tracing gently over the waistband of his boxers, you move them down.

Your eyes widen. His cock is flushed red and angry, precum leaking so miserably. You chuckle sadistically as you bring your hand so teasingly up his length. As Billy's whines increase in volume you smile pressing kisses to his flushed cheeks. As your thumb circles the head of his dick, Billy's eye's flutter open. He looks at you mouth trembling in pleasure. "I-oh-oh fuck feels so good" he groans as his eyes roll. You bit your lip at his words your arousal spiking at his high pitched sounds. "Does it baby?" you coo hotly in his ear. "I think I would know since you were rutting against me in your sleep." You choose this moment to nibble at his ear.

Billy whines letting out an intelligible drawl. "I'm sorry 'm sorry so horny for you so-ohh god- ohgod~" he mewls as you jerk him off faster. "So good for me honey" you say as you bite, suckling at his neck. Billy's face contorts in pleasure as you continue stroking his throbbing dick. "Oh-I- nghhhhh- i- right there-right there god-pleassee" Billy shudders against you as the head of his cock continues to leak. "My pretty precious boy" you laugh smugly as he bucks up into your hand. "So needy darling..." you chide as Billy writhes beneath your grasp. "i- oh- ah- so it's so- good- I- wanna cum please baby" Billy mewls. "Ohh," you chuckle condescendingly "Is my good boy gonna cum?" you ask sickeningly sweet. "Yes-yea please wanna cum mmph-please" Billy cries breath fluttering as he whines. "Then cum for me hon, did so good." you whisper in his ear. Billy's eyes widen as his abs tighten and he cums moaning your name sounding wreaked and hazy.

His breath is coming out in small hiccups as he mutters a small "thank you that was-" His eyes widen as your hand continues to pump him lazily. Billy whimpers as you look down at him, climbing on top.

"I never said I was done love." you smile as he looks up at you and his whimpers start to increase in volume.

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a/n: it physically pained me not to add a mommy kink to this shhhhhh

[billyhargrovesslover]

Synopsis: Established relationship. Billy and y/n get into a tiny argument and later on, they make up. Fluff, a little bit of angst. SFW

Characters: Billy Hargrove x fem reader!

"Stop the car," you demand harshly and Billy chuckles in disbelief, glancing over at your angry face.

The two of had just had a tiny argument and have been sitting in silence for the past 10 minutes. The two of you are too stubborn to apologize first.

"What?" he mumbles out, one hand on the steering wheel.

"Stop the car," your voice grows louder. Billy sighs with annoyance and pulls over on the side of the road, applying the brakes. As soon as the car comes to a stop, you unbuckle and make haste getting out of his car.

Billy scoffs with disbelief as you start to walk down the road, the chilly air smacks you in the face.

"Y/n, get back in the car!" Billy's voice booms out from the car as you march down the road, arms crossed over your chest.

"No," you retort back harshly. Billy lets out a sigh and lifts his foot off the gas, car following beside you.

"Your ass looks good," Billy comments, eyes glancing up and down your body.

"Shut up!" you snap back, glaring back at him. Billy swears he can see the smoke hissing out from your ears as the tips of ears grow red from the coldness.

You can see your own breath in the air, arms clutched to your chest tightly, trying not to let the cold slamming against you affect you.

"You're gonna freeze out there," his voice softens, a hint of concern.

"I don't care," you reply back. Billy runs his tongue over his bottom lip, before pushing on the brakes and putting his car in park. He climbs out of his car, slamming the door behind him.

His boots click on the empty road as he catches up to you, hands grabbing onto your waist and spinning you around. You scoff as you become trapped in Billy's arms, bodies pressing together.

"Hey...stop. I'm sorry," Billy speaks sternly, eyes locking onto yours. His breath smells of cigarettes and mints as he leans closer to yours, lips inches away.

It's like he's tempting you with his soft, kissable lips.

"Are you actually sorry?" you cock an eyebrow, testing him. A smirk dances along his face and he nods his head, a genuine expression on his face.

"Yes, y/n. I am very sorry, pretty girl. I didn't mean to make you feel that way," Billy explains softly, hands cupping your cheeks. He presses his soft lips against yours in a wet, but soft kiss.

His mustache tickles against your lips as your lips melt together in harmony. Your hands reach out to his denim jacket, gripping onto it and he leans more into the kiss.

Billy won't ever admit it, but he loves it when you grip onto his jacket so desperately.

You close your eyes, butterflies forming in your stomach from the kiss as Billy slowly pulls away from you.

"Ok, you're forgiven and I'm sorry too," you chuckle out with amusement.

"Can you get back in the car now?" Billy asks with a soft voice. A smile tugs on your face and you nod your head. Billy almost cracks a smirk as he grabs onto your hand, leading you back to the car...

[babeydollx]

The First Day of Kinkmas: Breeding | Billy Hargrove

Warnings: cursing, smut, a little bit of fluff, sex, p in v, unprotected sex, daddy kink, breeding kink

Pairings: Billy Hargrove x Female Reader

Summary: In which Billy gets Y/N to try a new kink with him.

Author's Note: This fic is for the start of my 12 Days of Kinkmas!

12 Days of Kinkmas Masterlist

© Maybanks-Luver 2023, please do not steal, copy, modify, repost, or translate my work.

"Come on baby, please?" Billy asked as he pulled you closer to himself. "I don't know, Billy.. it is kind of risky don't you think?" You asked as you looked up at him. "I mean, sex with no protection and you know that I am not taking the pill either." You said. He just smirked devilishly before speaking, "but the risk makes it more fun." You sighed. You couldn't lie that the thought of Billy pumping you full of his cum did turn you on but, you just didn't know if it was the best idea. You didn't want this to end with you getting pregnant.

"Plus, I can tell by the way you are clenching your legs right now that you like the idea of me cumming inside of you." He said with a smirk. You bit your lip softly while you thought about it. "Alright, fine." You said. "But, you need to promise that if anything goes wrong, that you won't leave me." You looked up at him. That was one of your biggest fears. That if you got pregnant soon that he'd leave you. You didn't know what you would do with yourself if he ever did leave you.

Billy looked down at you lovingly. "I promise that no matter what happens that I will never leave you, babe." He said with a soft smile. You smiled warmly before kissing him. The kiss started off soft but then it turned passionate and rough. He picked you up before taking you into your shared bedroom. He gently tossed you onto the bed causing you to giggle as he climbed on top of you. The two of you made out for awhile before he began to strip you out of your clothing.

You whimpered as you watched him strip you down until your body was bare. Billy stripped his clothes off before he spread your legs. He wasted no time to position himself between your legs before slowly pushing into you. You gasped as your back arched off of the bed. "Fuck." He sighed as he bottomed out of you. You wrapped your legs around his waist before he pinned your wrists above your head as he began to thrust into you. You threw your head back and moaned out as Billy had already set a fast pace.

"Fuck- I- daddy!" You moaned out as he thrusted into you even faster than he was before. Billy smirked at the name. "Fuck, say it again baby." He said as he groaned out. "Daddy!" You moaned out louder as he continued to plow his cock into you. You clenched around him as he continued to fuck into you. He leaned down and began to kiss your neck before gently biting it. You whimpered loudly when he did so before he slowly licked over the spot he bit and continued to lick up your neck until he reached you earlobe and began to gently nibble on your ear.

Your legs tightened around his waist and you clenched around him again. "Fuck, I love this pussy." Billy groaned in your ear as he continued to fuck you. You started to feel a familiar knot bunching up in your stomach and you knew that you were going to cum. "I- can I p- please cum, daddy?" You attempted to ask him as you moaned out. He pretended to think about it for a moment which caused you to whine. "Alright, cum for me baby." He said. Your eyes rolled back and your legs began to tremble as you gushed all over his cock.

He continued to fuck into your pussy for a few more minutes before he came as well, filling up your pussy with his cum. Billy pulled out of you as his cum began to drip out of your pussy. He took his fingers and scooped his cum back up before shoving it back into you again causing you to moan. "Well, let's see if you get all swelled up with my baby." Billy said with a smirk.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

[xoabrielle]

logical b. hargrove x fem!reader

billy hargrove knows how to work his way into someone's heart, no matter how smart the person is.

cw: angst, hurt, cheating (sort of, reader and billy aren't in a relationship), mentions of smut. no use of y/n but use of the nickname princess

thank u miss rodrigo for the new album - my ideas are off the charts! thinking about doing a GUTS inspired series because miss olivia ATE with that album.

Master manipulator

God, you're so good at what you do

He was sex on legs, a walking Greek god. He knew just what to say, just what to do. How to get you to bat those pretty eyelashes and want all of his attention. He was just that good. 

The bell had just rang for the third period's end. English was never Billy's subject, it wasn’t something he got. How the hell was he supposed to understand what Shakespeare meant? 

You loved English. You lost yourself in books and spent lunch in the library. There was something so captivating about being trapped in another world, away from Hawkins, away from high school. And everyone knew you loved English - so when Billy needed a tutor, who else was he to turn to besides the pretty girl in his class who understood books like he did Friday nights. It was simple at first, he would wink at you in the hallway and give you those eyes. The ones that screamed he was a bad idea, right? 

He had stopped by your locker, wanting nothing more than to sweep you off your feet. So when Billy leaned against the locker and looked down at you with a smirk, you were a goner. “Heard you're the brains of English class. Mind teaching me your tricks, babe?”

Yeah, you were hooked.

And I fell for you like water

Falls from the February sky

But now the current's stronger

And I couldn't get out if I tried

By your third tutoring session, you had long forgotten about books and the symbolism behind Romeo and Juliet’s romance. You were more than happy to focus on Billy. How good he felt kissing you, how his thighs in those jeans rubbed that spot that itched so well when you moved. How his hands fit nice and snug in your hips. There was no denying it, Billy Hargrove had worked his charms so well that you just couldn’t resist him. “We gotta”, another kiss to your lips, “Gotta get back to the homework-.”

“Fuck the homework,” Billy murmured against your lips, too engrossed in the way you felt against his lips and how plush and soft your skin was. You were a vision, atop his lap as he just kissed you and kissed you. Books didn’t matter, you did. At least that’s how he made you feel.

A final peck to his lips and you were grabbing your book again, reading out loud the passage that he was trying to understand. Billy groaned - uninterested and unable to figure this shit out. He wanted to go back to feeling your lips on his, try his luck at something more. “C’mon princess, one more kiss?”

Princess. The nickname that had held an effect on you for the past few weeks. The way it came out of his mouth as he inhaled a cigarette after school, or now when you were alone in your room with the door closed, his hands on your hips as he tried to pull you flush against him once more. You shouldn’t, you really shouldn’t, but god he looked so perfect like this. There was a pause before you spoke, voice soft and collected, even if you did not feel that way on the inside. “Figure this out and I’ll let you do more than kiss me, Hargrove.”

Billy figured it out, and you fell harder and harder into his trap.

And now you got me thinking

Two plus two equals five

And I'm the love of your life

'Cause if rain don't pour and sun don't shine

Then changin' you is possible

Tutoring sessions turned into something more. 

Car rides to and from school, kisses outside of the bedroom. His hand was on your thigh when you would sit and read in his passenger seat. It was peaceful, it was unexpected - it was��terrifying. Kisses when he got the answer right, him testing how well you could read when his fingers were deep inside you. Post bliss cuddles where he read aloud and you listened, long drives at night where he’d stop at some sketchy gas station to get those gummy worms you liked. How he’d steal the blue ones only, so you started setting them aside for him. 

It was the end of the day, Friday night plans in whispers among Hawkins High students. You gathered your books at your locker, waiting for Billy to come over and make a comment about how he thought he might need an extra session. 

Instead, you meet him at the Camaro, cigarette almost gone as he leans against the door. You smile when you see him, denim-clad and hair-perfected, baby blues that make your knees weak at every turn. “I was waiting for you at my locker.” 

“Talkin’ to Hagan.” His response was short, pointed. You nodded and got in the car anyway, knowing it was either this or the long walk home. His hand goes to your thigh like your usual, but it doesn’t feel..right. Maybe it was the English nerd in you, analyzing the situation that didn’t need to be. Or maybe it was the feeling deep down you were attached and he wasn’t.

“Are you coming over tonight?” You ask, glancing over as he drives toward your house. He shrugs his shoulders, the answer not a no but not a yeas. Has the novelty worn off? “I thought we could maybe watch a movie or-.”

“Going to that party tonight, princess. Can’t tonight.” You fixed your books in your lap, nodding. Your disappointment must have been written across your face because Billy was pulling into your driveway and looking at you. Tucking a strand of hair out of your face. “Don’t get so pouty, princess. I’ll stop over after, save some time just f’you.” 

He leaned in for a kiss, and you kissed him back. Maybe this was something real after all. Maybe that warm fuzzy feeling in your chest was okay after all. 

The sky is green, the grass is red

And you mean all those words you said

I'm sure that girl is really your friend

Our problems are all solvable

He never showed. 

You waited and waited, chapter after chapter. You even kept your window open, but he never showed. Saturday bleeds into Sunday, Sunday into Monday. To say you were surprised when the blue Camaro came rolling into your driveway was an understatement. You got in the car like you normally did, but Billy’s hand didn’t go to your thigh. It stayed on the steering wheel. ”I missed you on Friday.”

Billy shrugs “Got hung up at the party. No big deal.” 

The words cut sharp. No big deal. How was this not a big deal to him? “Well i waited for you, so I was disappointed is all.”

“God, princess. I said it’s not a big deal. Fuckin’ drop it.” You glance over at him, his jaw clenched and eyes stuck on the road ahead. You turn out to look out the window, thoughts confused and stomach anxious. 

Billy doesn’t look at you when you get to school. Simply rolling into the parking spot and making his way toward Tommy and Carol, leaving you to walk to your locker alone. You wanted to cry, to scream. But this was your doing. You believed him when he said he cared when you were a breath of fresh air. The novelty had worn off. 

The rumors spread fast, the latest gossip form the rager emitting like a forest fire across Hawkins High. Billy and Lacy, who had spent all night attached at the hip. Who had gone home together, who had been playing a cat and mouse game for weeks. Lacy, who he seemed to want more than ever before. Lacy Lacy Lacy.

It hit you like a ton of bricks, the idea of him with someone else after everything you had shared. Was this all you were, a stepping stone? A means to a good grade? A trial run for Lacy? It made your stomach churn, and your blood run cold. Your hands clammy. Surely it wasn’t true.

And then you see it - Billy with his hands in Lacy’s back pocket, her ribbon matching his shirt. That stupid grin and those stupid eyes that once lit up your world, now lightning up hers. If only you had used your head instead of your heart.

Your gaze meets, your eyes peering into his. He offers no explanation, no apologies. Just a world of crumbled walls and lies layed bare. You turn away, too hurt to comprehend anything. You take a seat in the back of Englsh class, a funny feeling in your stomach that there was no one to balme but yourself.

If only you had been logical.

logical, logical, love is never logical

logical, logical, love is never logical

logical, logical, love is never logical

[miheartsedthings]

Those eyes! Damn! (Audio On)

Song: Damn your eyes - Etta James

[nameless-ken]

Fic Recs Masterlist - Billy Hargrove

I've put together a list of Billy fics/imagines so they're easy to find! I'm so obsessed with all of these :)

Please let me know if I've tagged your story and want it removed.

Thank you to all the writers for providing such amazing words <3

FIC RECS PART 2

Imagines

Piercings and Polaroids - @thephantomofthe-internet

Club Heaven - @billys-pretty-babe

Life Guard - @writethrough

loving you - @bookshelf-dust

billy vs. the grinch - @bookshelf-dust

you wanna talk about it? - @bookshelf-dust

kids show up, and i get no kisses - @bookshelf-dust

all because of a fucking skating rink - @bookshelf-dust

god, this place is such a shit hole - @bookshelf-dust

Your Part Of My Family - @chloe-skywalker

Halloween Party - @chloe-skywalker

Heather - @thelovelylolly

i know a place - @billysbabyy *smut

At Peace - @billys-pretty-babe

Gone - @billys-pretty-babe

Better Off As Friends - @billys-pretty-babe

Happy Birthday, Baby - @billys-pretty-babe

Not freaks - @ashwhowrites

When The World Seems So Cruel - @queers-gambit *smut

Just To Ourselves - @billyhargrove-s

and I didn't like the ending - @billysbabyy

What’s ok for me - @pastel-pillows

SUPERNOVA - @billlydear

GOT A LIGHT? - @billlydear

MEDIC - @billlydear

It's Always Been You - @thegreencanary

Love is Too Simple a Word - @fics-and-quotes-andthelike

A Place to Land - @writethrough

Found You - @writethrough

starved - @starrywriting

forget - @capricornuh

I Know Better - @writethrough

As it Should Be - @waiting4inspiration

Shining Through - @sweet-villain

All Mine - @duramater97

Billy Hargrove x Reader !Panic Attack!SA! - @kennarose1108

Healing Touch - @waiting4inspiration

A Treat - @sweet-villain

You and Me - @tastefulstars

Night's like These - @billyhargrove-s

Up and Out - @queers-gambit Part 2

Billy's Girl - @thewritingofamadwoman

The Only Destination - @writethrough

Lost Things, Found Beginnings - @writethrough

One Last Goodbye - @thelovelylolly

Bodyguard - @ashwhowrites

dream - @alloftheimagines

i need my girl - @alloftheimagines

Give - @steph-speaks

[puzziepoppin]

i cannot get billy hargrove off my mind. like the things i would let this man do to meeee. it's insane. he could use me for weeks on end and crush my body with his car into millions of pieces, and if he asked me to be his girlfriend i would still say yes.

(another repost lmao)

[leyla676]

Bodies

This is the first chapter of a story I had in mind.

I thought it could be SO funny writing this and hope that you smile about it as I did while writing it.

Enjoy another Billy Hargrove Story!

warnings: none

WORDS: 1500

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You never knew that you would be that stupid.

Stupid enough to think that Billy f*ckin Hargrove would choose YOU to be his girlfriend.

It was Tina‘s Halloween Party, you were dressed in a nice cheerleader outfit, a little tipsy as you saw him. Billy Hargrove.

He looked so damn good in his tight jeans, wearing his biker boots and this stupid black leather jacket. Only his leather jacket.

His abs were trained, beer ran down his torso as he stood there and shouted „That‘s how you do it, Hawkins, that‘s how you do it!“

He recognized you. Of course he did.

Your heart nearly skipped a beat as he walked to you, smiling, drunk. You remember the taste of his lips, his mustache tickling you, his tongue licking on your neck.

As you told him you would not have sex with him, he looked at you. Angry. You couldn‘t handle your thoughts and heard yourself talk to him: „Billy, I know you don‘t have a girl. I could be your girl. Please, just one date with me!“

He laughed at you.

„You are right, Babygirl, I won‘t have a girlfriend because I can f*ck any girl I want. Why should I waste my time with a begging little b*tch?“

Then he left. He left with Julianne, a REAL cheerleader. And you left the party too, already crying about how stupid you were.

Tina‘s house was really huge with a big fountain in front of it. You took a penny out of your pocket, went to the fountain and closed your eyes. „Dear universe. Please. Change me into a loveable human being“, you whispered, nearly drowned in your heartbreak, begging for love.

Then you snapped the penny into the water and went home.

It took long enough to finally stop crying. You held a Polaroid in your hands. It was a secret picture you took when Billy Hargrove was playing basketball. It showed him, looking fabulous, shirtless, smiling at  his boys.

You were in love with Billy since you first saw him. He was the love of your life. The love you would never get, because Billy was how he was. A rough mullet-wearing bastard.

…

As you stretched yourself in your bed, you caught a smell that nearly made you throw up. Sweat, mixed with a cologne, stale beer and cigarette smoke. You opened your eyes.

What the …

Your eyes catched a heavy metal poster on the wall. Where am I?

You sat up, looked around. This was not your room. Definitely not your room.

The window was covered with a cloth, the ashtray on the windowsill was full with smoked cigarettes and there were empty beer cans everywhere.

You stood up,  saw an opened door that – you hoped – would lead you into the bathroom and you were right.

As you turned on the lights, you recognized that this wasn‘t your bathroom. It wasn‘t your house, it was NONE of your stuff.

Then you looked in the mirror.

Bright blue eyes were starring at you, covered with wonderful lashes.

Perfect white teeth, a dirty-blonde mullet, the golden earring, the chain. It was Billy. Billy Hargrove. You looked at Billy f*ckin Hargrove.

Wake up. Come on, wake up, you thought to yourself.

This must be a dream. This just can‘t be real.

Wake up!

You catched yourself raising the right hand, beating yourself. It hurted, but you knew it worked anytime you had a bad dream.

But this time you didn‘t wake up.

„BILLY“, you heard a male voice screaming all over the house. „YOU ARE LATE FOR SCHOOL!”

No, this can‘t be real

You panicked and looked away from the mirror. As you looked back, it didn‘t change. You stared at Billy Hargrove.

Nothing helped. You were beating yourself, pinching yourself, you closed your eyes and opened it up once again. You were stuck at this place. Stuck IN Billy‘s Body.

As you opened the door, you saw a middle-aged man that looked at you in a very angry way.

„When you are able to drink and fuck all night, you are able to go to school. Get a shower you little bastard, I am off to work now“, he whispered at you and you felt your heart skip a beat. So you just stood there and nodded at this man. He must be Billy‘s dad, you thought. Why was he mad at you?

You smelled a very bad smell coming from … yourself. Sweat mixed with alcohol. Oh god and the headache. You were so damn hangover.

As you turned on the water of the shower, you looked at your perfect arms. They were trained and toned, and your torso looked delicious. If this was a dream, it was a good one.

But this wasn‘t a dream, it was as real as it could get. You took off your clothes and dared to take another look in the mirror. Yeah, it didn‘t change, it was Billy staring back at you.

You drove your hands through your mullet, stroke your cheeks, smiled at yourself in the mirror.

How can anyone be so beautiful?

Then you stopped.

You knew what would wait for you… down under. As you dared to take a look you were shocked. He was really big.

How should I even dare to pee with this… thing?

But you just had to find yourself, or at least your body. Or at least anything that helps you out of this nightmare, so you decided to take a shower and then go to school as fast as possible.

His closet was full of this damn tight jeans, lots of shirts and a black leather jacket, a brown leather jacket and one denim jacket.

You decided to wear denim.

As you jumped in his biker boots you saw the key laying on the writing desk.

„Oh my god“, you whispered with Billy‘s voice. „Oh my GOD! I own a CAMARO!“

You jumped up high, full of joy, clapped your hands and giggled.

It was always a big dream of yours to own a 79` Chevy Camaro V8. And it felt like heaven as you turned the key over and the V8 boomed.

„Oh yeah, here we go“, you murmured and managed to drive the car carefully out of the parking lot.

Metal music blasted out of the radio and you placed your sunglasses on your nose. You slowly realized why it felt so good to be Billy Hargrove and you were sure you would cost every drop of fame you could get.

…

You steered the Camaro to the school ground and turned the engine off. „GET OUT OF MY CAR“, you heard a familiar voice screaming as you opened the door.

It was… you! … It was your body, screaming at you.

„Baby! Why so upset“, you giggled and closed the door of the Camaro.

„Why am I upset? Hmm… maybe because YOU have MY body? And I am captured in … THIS“

Billy – who owned your body now – pointed at your body and nearly cried.

„How did this happen?“, he asked you and put his hands on the breasts of your body.

„Would you please be so kind and get your hands off my breasts? They are not free to play“, you hissed and grabbed Billy‘s hands.

„This is just YOUR fault. I always get what I want and just because you didn‘t want to get fucked … we are stuck in this mess now“, he cried at you.

„You called me a begging little b*tch!“, you murmured and looked at him, it was really hard to look at your own body, at your own eyes. But you realized that you had changed, well, at least your body changed.

„What are you wearing?“, you shouted as you saw the short skirt he wore, the overknees, the cheerleader pullover that was short enough to show your belly.

„Your mom said I would be a beautiful little girl“, he answered. „And you got a nice body, so tell me… why should I dress boring when I can wear … THIS“, he turned around and clapped his own ass.

„Come on, Billy, just dress normal, I am not a hoe“, you said and he giggled.

„Oh baby, you don‘t know how much fun I had at the shower today… Touching myself is so different now“, he groaned.

„Stop that. Stop touching my body, stop touching yourself and stop acting like you didn‘t have had sex for years“, you ordered and lightened a cigarette.

„Ha! Just admit that you touched yourself too. I know you always wanted my dick“, he growled and placed a hand on your new body part.

You felt your jeans getting tighter. „You have to control him“, he whispered in your ear.

„Just stop it, Billy“, you ordered and grabbed his wrists, looking at yourself was really annoying at this point.

Billy Hargrove owned your body and you owned Billy Hargrove‘s body.

How did this happen? How was it even ABLE to happen? You just had to find out.

„We meet after school. Right here, at MY Camaro. And then you have to fix this situation“, you heard your voice talk to you and you nodded.

„But this is not my fault. I don‘t know how this could happen“, you answered with Billy‘s voice.

„Well then… we‘ll have to find out“, Billy said and grabbed your hand as you entered the school.

[shestrying2write]

Teaching you to drive

Word count: 802

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader

Authors note: This is my first ever Drabble. I’ve wanted to start writing for so long so here’s some soft-ish Billy for you.

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The first time you had been behind the wheel of his precious blue Camaro, had been after a rager. Billy had gotten so badly drunk that he could barely speak. He of course would never admit to being wasted. “I’m fine babe” he’d slur in your direction as you struggled to walk him to his car. “I can drive myself home” he muttered as his eyes slowly began closing on the walk to his car. 

You had managed to finally get him in the car and grab the keys from his front jean pocket. You turned to look at your boyfriend in the passenger seat and he was snoring, cheek against the glass and legs wide open. You put the seat belt over his body and then you buckled yours. You turned the car on and took a deep breath. “I can do this” you whispered to yourself. 

You put the car in gear and felt it jolt forward. You looked over and Billy was still snoring. It had taken what felt like hours, but in reality was twenty minutes, to get him to your house. There was only a minor dent in the car from you trying to turn into your driveway and accidentally getting a little too close to your mailbox. However, what you called a success Billy called a crime against his baby. After that night, he vowed he would teach you to drive. 

That’s how you ended up here, in his precious baby, with Billy yelling for you to stop. You hit the brakes as fast as you could and watched as he slid forward, hand clutching on to his seat belt. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’m sorry” you kept chanting as he ran his hand through his hair in frustration. Billy truly tried to remain calm, he didn’t know if he was more worried about you getting hurt or his car. He let out a frustrated groan and then looked at you “it’s fine” he said through his teeth. “Just— go slowly” and you tried your hardest to obey what he said. 

It took some weeks before you were driving at a comfortable speed, without Billy basically crying with fear. Every time you’d finish a lesson, he’d make sure to praise you. He’d hug you tightly and then thank god that it was over. He wasn’t a bad teacher, he was just an easily frustrated one. Once he thought you were ready he took you to take your test. “I can’t do this” you wiped your hands on your pants for the hundredth time. Your palms were sweaty and your leg couldn’t stop shaking as you sat there waiting for your name to be called. “Hey, hey look at me” Billy placed his hand under your chin pulling your face softly to look at him “You got this princess. We’ve practiced, I even let you drive the camaro every now and then. Do you think I would do that if I didn’t think you were ready?” Billy could be so sweet when he wanted to be. Under that hard player exterior was a huge teddy bear that just craved closeness. “Y/N” a deep voice called. “She’s here! And she’s gonna MAKE THIS TEST HER BITCH” Billy would yell as your cheeks got bright red. You’d stand and go to take your test. 

You came out 25 minutes later and looked at your feet as you solemnly made your way to Billy. He’d immediately walked over to you and wrapped his arms tightly around your torso, “It’s okay. You can take it again. That dumbass instructor probably can’t even drive right. Screw him princess. We’ll try again” he’d go off on a rant trying to soothe you thinking you failed. “I passed” you mumble into his shirt. He’d hold you at arms length and stare at you with wide eyes “you what?” He asked skeptically. 

 “I passed” you shrug your shoulders nonchalantly. Billy’s face broke into a smile and he lifted you by the waist, spinning you around.

 “I KNEW YOU COULD DO IT!” He’d yell into your neck as he began peppering kisses all over your neck and face. “We have to celebrate” he’d suddenly realize. 

“What did you have in mind?” You’d ask with a soft smile as you both made your way to his car. 

 “I think you know exactly what I have in mind,” he said with a smirk as he tossed you his keys and got into the car. As you drove back home in his camaro he wouldn’t stop smiling at you and yelling “MY GIRLFRIEND PASSED HER EXAM WOOOOOO” out the window. Your cheeks would stay a permanent shade of red, but you’d look over and smile because Billy may be a big loud idiot, but he was your big loud idiot. 

[imagines-everyfandom]

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[myersmaniac]

~ Can I stay here?~

Parings- Billy Hargrove x Henderson! reader

TW: bullying

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Alone, at night, in the cold rain. Sure it’s dangerous to be walking tonight but I needed some fresh air and I never minded the rain. I figured I’d pick a bag of chips or something like that up from the gas station then head back home.

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I finally made it to the gas station and walked inside, there stood Jason Carver as soon as I opened the door. Usually he taunts me at school but thankfully no words were spoken, I grabbed some chips and a coke, went to check out then walked out the door but when I turned the corner he was still there. “ Henderson” Jason called out “ what you doing out so late?” All I could think to myself is why does he care and why is he talking to me, I rolled my eyes “ I asked you a question Henderson.” Jason said as he stepped closer.

“ and I never gave an answer Jason so back off.” I said very sternly. Jason just scoffed “ you know you really are a bitch.” He nudged at my shoulder, I’m not sure if he meant for me to fall or not but the ground was wet and he is much stronger than me. I scraped my elbow on the way down and it bled. “ fuck you dude.” I said getting off the ground. He finally left.

After that dreadful encounter I felt like I needed even more time to myself, time to ponder why assholes like him are the popular kids, time to think about how unnecessarily mean some people can be. As I walked around thinking about anything but the time I realized it was darker than before and definitely much later. When I left my house it was around 9:30 I thought to myself by now it has to be at least 11:00. I tend to get lost in my own mind so it doesn’t surprise me that I’ve been walking around for that long. I check my surroundings and I can see that I’m in a very familiar place, Max’s house. I’ve dropped her off and picked her up here many times, I’m so glad her and Dustin are friends. Since they’ve met she’s become like the little sister I never had.

Well it’s to late to walk all the way back home and I know max said her parents are out of town this week so I might as well crash here. I walk up to the door step and knock; I really hate to bother anyone this late but seriously the walk home would take forever and I’m already getting tired. I knock again this time calling out “ hellooo” I hear footsteps walking towards the door and I step back. Max’s brother Billy opens the door.

I’ve spoke to Billy a few times before, he knows our siblings are friends. He’s always been kind to me despite what other people might say about him. I really feel sorry for Billy, I know him and max both deal with a lot at home and I just don’t think people understand.

“ Henderson? What’s going on?” Billy questions looking like he just woke up, rubbing the sleepiness from his eyes. “ Billy I hate to intrude but can I stay here for the night? I’ll leave if you want but I just went out to clear my head a while ago and I just don’t feel to safe walking back this late.” I said to the boy in front of me. “ you’re bleeding.” Billy pointed out the scrape on my arm. “ it’s nothing really I just had a run in with Jason Carver.” Billy’s expression changed very quickly. “ come in and tell me what happened” he said. I came in and closed the door behind me, I tried to be as quiet as possible to avoid waking up Max.

I followed Billy down the hall and went into his room, we both sat on the bed. “ Well” I began “ I was at the gas station up the road and I was about to leave there and he’s outside just blabbing on about something then he pushed me and left. Nothing to it just Jason being Jason but I scrapped my elbow on the ground.” I could tell something was off with Billy as I told him what happened. “ you really could’ve gotten hurt you know, you don’t need to be out this late anyways.” Billy said standing up and going over to his dresser he pulled out a t-shirt and some boxers and reached them out towards me. I looked at him with a confused expression. “ the bathrooms down the hall and to the left, you’re soaked” he said. “Grab you a bandaid and some neosporin while your in there, it’s above the sink.” I got up, nodded and smiled “ thanks” i went to go get changed then came back to his room. “ you didn’t put on a bandaid.” He said, he was definitely still tired. I could tell by his short and straight responses. “ oh yeah it’s fine don’t worry about it.” I responded. He looked at me with an expression that read “ are you serious.” He left the room and came back with a bandaid. He squatted down underneath me as I sat on the edge of his bed and lifted up my elbow, he put on the neosporin and then the bandaid very carefully. “ Billy really it was fine, you didn’t have to do that.” I told him. “I did it for the nursing experience” he said jokingly, I let out a small laugh. “ you know you kind of woke me up and I’m still confused as to why your here no offense. What do you say you lay down on my bed and let’s both get some sleep and we’ll talk in the morning” billy said. “ your bed? Oh no billy I’ll sleep in the living room or in the floor.” I responded to him. “ That’s no way to treat my guest, get in the bed Henderson. I’ll sleep in the living room.” Billy said. He was so kind to me even when he didn’t have to be.

“ Fine. I’ll sleep in the bed. But just so you know I do feel bad about you sleeping in the living room.” I said to Billy as I laid under his blanket. His bed smelled like him. A musk of strong cologne and cigarettes. I could get used to that. It was comforting in its own way.

About ten minutes passed and I tossed and turned, I just couldn’t sleep maybe it was because I was in an unfamiliar area or because I kept thinking of Mine and Billy’s interaction tonight. I also didn’t like sleeping alone, normally I sleep with a teddy bear or hugging my pillow tight. I finally gave in and walked to the living room where I found Billy still awake. “ you okay?” He questioned. “ I just can’t sleep, can you come stay in there with me please?” He breathed a heavy Breath then made his way back into his room. “ listen billy I’m really sorry for all of this, barging in, taking your clothes, you having to patch me up-” he cut me off quickly. “ it was my pleasure, I don’t mind it one bit so don’t think that you’re bothering me.” He said, I smiled. He cut out the light then crawled up on the bed beside me. “ Night Henderson.” He said. “ Goodnight Hargrove.” I said back.

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[babeydollx]

could you write a soft fic with Billy Hargrove? maybe just them laying in bed together snuggling and stuff?

Late Night Snuggles

Warnings: cursing, stressed reader, reader and Billy have been apart, not 18+ but, there is still one small sex reference. Still fluffy though.

Pairings: Billy Hargrove x Female Reader

Summary: In which Billy and Y/N have a quiet night of snuggling together.

a/n: this could easily be terrible and honestly it's probably not going to be the best because I am very out of practice for writing fluff. This is my first Billy fic but, this was kind of hard for me to write so, I apologize lmao.

© Maybanks-Luver, please do not steal or translate my work

You were laying on your bed waiting for Billy to finish showering. You hadn't been able to see him all day so you were really looking forward to just being able to see him and be with him. The two of you had been so busy over the past week that the two of you barely had any time to just talk.

Billy had got out of the shower, dried off and then came out to see you. You immediately smiled when you saw him, rolling over onto your side so you could see him better.

"Hey, baby." He said with a grin when he saw you laying there. You just giggled and made grabby hands, wanting him to come over and snuggle with you. He smiled and walked over before laying down in bed and pulling you into his arms. "Mm.. I missed you." You said with a smile and giggled softly as you nuzzled his chest. He smiled, letting out a chuckle as he held you close.

"I miss you too, babe." He said. You smiled and removed your head from his chest, now looking up at his gorgeous face. You reached your hand up and gently stroked his cheek with your thumb and smiled. He smiled back at you. "God, you're so beautiful when you smile like that." He said with a grin.

"Thank you." You said softly as you flashed him another small smile. He chuckled softly and leaned down to kiss the top of your head. It had been a long time since you got to have soft, sweet moments like this with Billy. Everything had just been so chaotic over the past few weeks. It was nice just to be able to be in his arms for one with no interruptions, no worries, nothing. Just pure love.

"I'm so glad that I finally get to see you.." You said softly. "I know, I feel like we never get any time together anymore." Billy sighed. You held onto him tighter, never wanting to let him go again. His touch was soft as he gently caressed your arm making you giggle softly. You smiled and leaned up, kissing him on the cheek lovingly. Billy smiled when you did so. "I love you.." You said softly as you looked up at him. "I love you too, doll." He said as he kissed your forehead.

"So, how has everything been going since you started college?" He asked. You just sighed and rested your head on Billy's shoulder. "I mean, it's been okay. The work has been getting harder and I'm just scared of flunking. My parents have kinda been on my back about school and shit." You huffed. He frowned and kissed your head. "I'm sorry about that." He sighed. "I'm sure that you will end up passing with flying colors though." Billy said with a smile.

"Thanks." You said with a small smile and kissed his hand. "But really, try not to stress about it too much. I know it's easier said than done but, the stress isn't going to help at all." Billy said. "I know.." You sighed. "Y'know.." He said with a smile as he rolled the two of you over so you were under him. "Hm?" You asked. "I think I know the perfect way to help decrease your stress." Billy said with a small smirk. Knowing just what he meant by that, you grinned. "I'm down if you are." You said with a smirk. "Oh baby, I'm always down for that." He smiled and kissed you lovingly.

a/n: I hope y'all enjoyed this fic!

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Late Night Snuggles

Warnings: cursing, stressed reader, small sex reference but technically not smut, talk about long distance?, besides that fluff

Pairings: Billy Hargrove x Female Reader

Summary: In which Billy and Y/N have a quiet night of snuggling together.

Author's Note: Sorry, I feel like this is terrible. Not proud of it lmao.

© Honeybear-Yammy, please do not steal, translate, copy, or transfer my work.

You were laying on your bed waiting for Billy to finish showering. You hadn't been able to see him all day so you were really looking forward to just being able to see him and be with him. The two of you had been so busy over the past week that the two of you barely had any time to just talk.

Billy had got out of the shower, dried off and then came out to see you. You immediately smiled when you saw him, rolling over onto your side so you could see him better.

"Hey, baby." He said with a grin when he saw you laying there. You just giggled and made grabby hands, wanting him to come over and snuggle with you. He smiled and walked over before laying down in bed and pulling you into his arms. "Mm.. I missed you." You said with a smile and giggled softly as you nuzzled his chest. He smiled, letting out a chuckle as he held you close.

"I miss you too, babe." He said. You smiled and removed your head from his chest, now looking up at his gorgeous face. You reached your hand up and gently stroked his cheek with your thumb and smiled. He smiled back at you. "God, you're so beautiful when you smile like that." He said with a grin.

"Thank you." You said softly as you flashed him another small smile. He chuckled softly and leaned down to kiss the top of your head. It had been a long time since you got to have soft, sweet moments like this with Billy. Everything had just been so chaotic over the past few weeks. It was nice just to be able to be in his arms for one with no interruptions, no worries, nothing. Just pure love.

"I'm so glad that I finally get to see you.." You said softly. "I know, I feel like we never get any time together anymore." Billy sighed. You held onto him tighter, never wanting to let him go again. His touch was soft as he gently caressed your arm making you giggle softly. You smiled and leaned up, kissing him on the cheek lovingly. Billy smiled when you did so. "I love you.." You said softly as you looked up at him. "I love you too, doll." He said as he kissed your forehead.

"So, how has everything been going since you started college?" He asked. You just sighed and rested your head on Billy's shoulder. "I mean, it's been okay. The work has been getting harder and I'm just scared of flunking. My parents have kinda been on my back about school and shit." You huffed. He frowned and kissed your head. "I'm sorry about that." He sighed. "I'm sure that you will end up passing with flying colors though." Billy said with a smile.

"Thanks." You said with a small smile and kissed his hand. "But really, try not to stress about it too much. I know it's easier said than done but, the stress isn't going to help at all." Billy said. "I know.." You sighed. "Y'know.." He said with a smile as he rolled the two of you over so you were under him.

"Hm?" You asked. "I think I know the perfect way to help decrease your stress." Billy said with a small smirk. Knowing just what he meant by that, you grinned. "I'm down if you are." You said with a smirk. "Oh baby, I'm always down for that." He smiled and kissed you lovingly.

Author's Note: tysm for reading!

[stever-things]

The Biggest Asshole in Indiana | Part 3 | Billy Hargrove x Reader

A/N: And the angst continues...

Warnings: Mentions of an affair, slight Steve x Reader, angst, fluff

Part One Part Two

It had been a few months since you had last spoken to Billy, so when you walked downstairs one night and found him on your doorstep flirting with your mother, you didn't know what to expect.

Standing frozen on the bottom of the staircase, it took him a moment to notice that you were there. But when he did, he couldn't look away.

Your mother turned to look back at you, but you were already up the stairs, slamming your door shut behind you.

Of all the people for Billy to flirt with, you didn't expect it to be your own mother. And you certainly didn't expect for her to flirt back.

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You didn't think about it much after that—or, at least, you tried not to. That was until you walked into your mom's room one night to let her know you were running out to the store.

And that's when you saw her all dressed up, her hair done to near perfection, her lipstick applied smoothly, and her dress ironed.

It was half past ten.

She looked up at you like a deer in headlights, "Y/N, baby, it's not—"

That's when it sunk in. If it was just a date with dad, who was passed out on the couch, she wouldn't have to explain herself. Except that it wasn't a date with dad. Which meant that she was going on a date with someone else. And that someone was...

"Unfucking believable." You spat, turning back towards the door.

"Watch your mouth, Y/N. I raised you better than that." She said, hands on her hips.

You shook your head, "Then who raised you to think it's okay to have an affair on your husband with a guy who you daughter went on a date with?"

Her lips parted, unsure of what to say.

"How close was I?"

She moved towards the door, "You're going to go back to bed, and not tell your father a word."

"If you don't go, I won't say a word," You said, "But if you step one foot out that door, I'm telling him everything."

"You wouldn't."

"Watch me."

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You had to tell someone. Anyone. But it couldn't be Nancy or Mike. It couldn't be Jonathan. So you went for someone unconventional. You drove to Scoops Ahoy the next day, right before closing.

Steve perked up when he saw you, "If it isn't Y/N Wheeler. What can I get for you?"

"Trust me, none of the ice cream you have there is strong enough for what I need."

He frowned, "Everything alright, Y/N?"

You shook your head, looking around to make sure the place was empty, "I caught my mom getting ready for a date."

"With your dad or..." He trailed off.

"With Billy Hargrove."

Steve's hands flew to his face, running through his hair, "God, Y/N, I'm sorry. That's... damn."

"I didn't know who else to tell," You began explaining, "I'm sorry to dump this all on you. I couldn't tell Nancy or... really anybody. But please, please, don't tell anyone."

"Your secrets safe with me." He said, moving around from behind the counter to right in front of you, stretching his arms out, "Bring it in."

You leaned into his embrace, wrapping your arms around his body.

From the storeroom, a voice called out, "It's safe with me, too!"

You and Steve sprung apart, looking back to see Robin peaking through from the cutout window, an awkward smile on her face, "Sorry, I was eavesdropping."

Nodding, you forced a smile on your face, "It's okay."

"You know what I think would make everything better right now?" Steve asked as Robin joined the two of you, holding an ice cream scoop.

Robin smiled, "Ice cream. We've got vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, cookies and cream—"

"Robin, it's time."

"Time for— Oh." She said, a look of surprise on her face, "One Xtreme coming right up."

Ten minutes later, you had a scoop of each flavor in front of you, three spoons sticking out of the pile of waffle cups.

For the first time in weeks, you felt a sense of peace wash over you.