You Know What I Need?

More s4 Billy thoughts.

I'd like to think that Billy would be forced to stick with the kids when the older kids have to go into the upside down, but he not happy about it lol. Like during that whole scene where they're all getting into the boat and Billy starts getting into the boat, but Eddie stops and says:

"Yeah no- this boat can barely fit like 4 people, okay? I doubt it's going to fit 5." And Billy look it's not like Billy wants to go into the upside down, like that's probably the worst place for him to go after the Mind Flayer situation and the fact that he's cursed by this Vecna asshole, but he does not want to be with these stupid kids. He wants to be with his boyfriend.

So he starts saying that Nancy should stay with the kids because "Isn't it like in your nature to be good with kids?" and Billy might be a little misogynistic because he has mommy issues and still an asshole to people who he doesn't really know. That little questions gets Nancy all riled up and she says "No, actually I'm not. Steve has the best expierence with them, Steve should stay with them if you really want to go."

"Steve needs to stay with me."

"Well we can't have both of you gone."

"I doubt you give a shit if I left, you just want Steve."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means you're still in love with Steve."

And everyone kinda has an 'oh shit' moment, like even the kids are shocked that Billy just said that. Nancy has this offended look on her face, Robin and Eddie look like Billy just killed someone, and Steve looks like he wants to kill himself. Steve apologizes to Nancy really quickly and excuses himself to talk to Billy alone where he drags Billy by his shoulders back into the woods.

Steve's shocked about all of this with his "Are you kidding me? Why the fuck would you say something like that? Nancy doesn't even like me anymore, she's dating a whole different dude! And just 'cause he's in California doesn't make they're over with. And even then, why would she go for me again?" And Billy retorts with, "Are you fucking with me right now? She's been on you this entire fucking time! When she waved at you at that crime scene, when she helped picked spider webs out of your hair and said 'you're all pretty again now', and how she wanted you to join her and robin on their little fake identity adventure at the pysch ward. She. Wants. You."

"If she does want me, what's the big deal? It's not like I'm going to go back to her."

Billy kinds shuts up at this, his lip twitches and he starts looking everywhere, but Steve's eyes. Steve finally gets like, like a lighter being flickered on, the flame has finally lit up in his brain.

"Billy do you... do you think I might go back to her."

Billy shrugs, not having the balls to answer the quesitons truthfully. "I don't know... I mean... I've kinda been a lot for you to handle-"

"What!? Are you kidding me? I've dealt with 4 sassy ass children this past year- 6 of them just last year and you think you're difficult to handle?"

"Don't lie-"

"I'm not! Yeah, sure, you're panicked nightmares keep me up but I like comforting you. I like the fact that I can comfort you. You have no idea how much I love you, no idea." Steve's holding onto Billy's shoulders really tightly because Billy likes it when Steve holds him in place, gives him a sense of grounding. "And if I'm honest... I don't like the idea of you going down there at all. With everything that's going on I'd feel much better if you were up here."

Billy dwels on this for a moment before finally letting out a annoyed sigh. "Fine... whatever." Steve's eyes shine brightly. "I'll stay, but I swear to god Harrington there better be a 6 foot pole between you and Wheeler or I will strangle you with these headphones."

Steve thanked him for being understanding and they shared a super sweet kiss super romantic blah blah blah. They come back to the group and Billy (slightly) apologzies to Nancy. Being forced to by a nudge with Steve's elbow and a glare from Max.

The older kids finally got on the boat and Billy threatening told Steve to stay safe or he'll "revive you only to kill you again you fucker!" Steve blew him a secret kiss.

And yes, Billy did stare at Steve's chest hair with Max. The two started fighting over the binoculars. They'll disagree a lot, but they'll agree on one thing, Steve Harrington can get it.

Billy doesn't get caught by the police because are you serious? That dude has ran from the police on several different occasions and won every single time. He finds out that the older kids have dissapeared, freaks out for a second before realizing that he needs to get the kids back. He goes back to that reefer rick guys house but the cops are looking through the car they used so he can't use that but he does find a motorcycle in reefer ricks garage and goes fucking crazy with it. (I just like biker Billy and I think that would be really hot cool of him) This leads to Billy going to the Wheeler's house, seeing Dustin through Nancy's window and becomes s1 Steve Harrington. The kids update him on everything and he shares a quick hello to Steve who gives him a "hi :)" back with an "I'm okay" to soothe Billy's nerves because Steve knows his boyfriend. And everything is mostly the same but that scene where the kids are all riding their bikes away from the Wheeler house, but with Billy in the front of their group on the motorcycle and it looks like some wack ass bike gang. I love that I'm sorry.

Steve helpfully offering his hand to everyone boarding the boat, only to get ignored or unnoticed every single time. that’s it, that’s the post

Wanna be musically serenaded by both Yancy and Mark??? It’d be better if youse wear headphones.

Yancy: Right

Mark: Left

Who do you think sang it better?

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Fic prompt concept….Eddie/Chrissy and Steve/Billy double date. Where would they go? What would they do? Do Billy and Eddie fist bump under the table because they both bagged the prettiest people in Hawkins??? Give me the details.

Ahhhh thank you so much! This kind of ran away with me and turned into a whole fleshed-out idea about exchanging class rings but here we go.

Edissy and Harringrove fluff!!

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Steve is trying his best to have fun but it’s quickly becoming a challenge. Billy, Eddie, and Chrissy are excellent skaters. They whirl around the rink with ease; Eddie even shows off a little by hiking Chrissy into the air or spinning her around in tight circles by the hips. She flings her head back to giggle, curly ponytail bouncing, her boyfriend’s too-big shirt billowing where it isn’t tucked into her tight denim shorts. They’re a picture of ease, the cutest couple at the rink.

Steve clings to the wall, scooting incrementally around the room. 

Billy pulls up to his side, slipping an arm around his waist to try guiding him into the fray. “Woah there, cowboy.”

“C’mon, princess, it’ll be fun. I won’t let go of you or let you fall, I promise.”

“Pinky swear?” the older boy squints, holding up his hand. Billy wraps his pinky around Steve’s and nods once.

“Pinky swear.” He leans toward the center of the floor and Steve lets go of the wall, allowing the blond to take control. He keeps his knees bent the way Billy taught him and clings to the younger boy’s bicep with both hands. “That’s it, pretty boy. You’ve got this.”

After two slow but successful passes around the floor, Steve catches the hang of roller skating and straightens up a little. He releases Billy’s arm from his vice grip. “This isn’t so bad! It’s kind of fun, actually.”

“Told you,” Billy smiles. Really smiles. 

Eddie and Chrissy pause their flipping and twirling. The cheerleader drags her boyfriend over by the wrist. “I’m gettin’ hungry. You guys want to hit the snack bar for refreshments?”

There are nods all around. Billy insists he can cover a pizza to split and Eddie claims responsibility for their drinks, leaving Steve and Chrissy to flap their hands and argue uselessly about pitching in. It takes some grumbling and bartering, but eventually it’s agreed that they can pick up the bill “next time” the four hang out together. 

As the two metalheads skate off toward the snack bar, Steve hears Billy say: “Refreshments? Demanding to pay for dinner? How’d we bag such sweet dates, Munson?”

“Good luck?” Eddie shrugs. Chrissy elbows Steve in the ribs, clearly just as amused and pleased as him about their boys’ commentary. 

“What cuties, huh?” she grins. 

“Yeah. He’d skin me alive if he heard me saying it, but Billy is the most kindhearted marshmallow I’ve ever met. I want to raise his kids and wash his car by hand and make him dinner every day.”

“You’re a shit cook, Harrington,” the cheerleader quips. Steve is too excited about sitting down in the booth without tripping or falling over to fight back. 

“My point still stands.”

“You’d make a great housewife,” Chrissy parks herself across from him at the table with far more grace than he could ever manage. “An apron, some oven mitts, a nice pearl necklace…”

“Chrissy,” Steve gawks. “That's so gross!”

“What are you talking about!? You’re the one with your mind in the gutter.”

“Whatever.”

There's a beat of silence and then...

“Has he given you his ring yet?” she asks, fiddling with the hem of her shorts. 

“His class ring?” Steve clarifies. Chrissy nods, curls bobbing. She’s nibbling on her bottom lip nervously, as if Eddie Munson would ever consider leaving her again now that he’s finally managed to win her over. Steve reaches across the table and pats her on the arm encouragingly. “I’m sure Eddie is planning to offer you his ring, Chris. If he can find the damn thing in that pigsty of a room.”

“He is kind of a mess, isn’t he?” 

“Duh, he’s a teenage boy. We don’t grow out of the messiness until our early twenties, or so I’m told,” Steve answers. She smiles again, shoulders lax with relief. “And to answer your question, no. Billy hasn’t given me his class ring yet, either.”

Chrissy repeats his earlier back to him sentiment in her soft, bright voice, “I’m sure he will.”

Steve certainly hopes so; he wants nothing more than to keep Billy Hargrove. To make him happy.

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“Are you really here with Chrissy Cunningham?” Duane Levington asks from behind the snack counter. Eddie crosses his arms over his chest. 

“Yeah, why?”

“That’s cool, man. She’s super nice.”

“Oh, well, yeah. That’s kind of why I’m going out with her. Total sweetheart.”

“Right,” Duane nods. Billy and Eddie put in their order and take their call number. 

“You gonna give her your class ring tonight like you planned?” Billy bumps his shoulder into Eddie’s and nearly crashes the taller boy into a trash can. 

“Hey! Watch it, Hargrove. And yeah, I am. When’re you gonna give yours to Steve?”

“I… I can’t,” Billy sighs. “I gave it to someone back in California and never got it back. Now he probably expects one and I’m not sure what to do.”

“Give me a week, buddy, and I’ll have something even better for you to give your pretty boy.”

“Thanks, man.” 

“Of course. Anything for my two best friends.”

"Also never fuckin' call Harrington 'pretty boy' again, got it?"

"Jeez, yeah. Sorry."

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ONE WEEK LATER

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Steve practically bounces up to Chrissy in the aisle of Family Video and pokes her in the ribs to make her jump. “Hey, what the fu– Oh, hey Harrington. What’s up?”

“He finally did it!” Steve holds up his hand and wiggles his pointer finger. “I mean, it’s not a class ring ‘cause that’s back in California… but close enough!”

Chrissy whoops and throws her arms around his neck, both of them jumping up and down as Robin watches with equal parts disdain and amusement. 

“Did Eddie make that?” the cheerleader points. The heavy silver skull resting at the base of Steve’s finger glints under the dim lights as he turns it back and forth. 

“Yeah, but Billy designed it to match his tattoo.”

“Gross!” Robin blurts. She throws her hands in the air and gestures wildly all the way back into the sorting room. “You guys are all super gross!”

“We know!” Steve shouts back. Chrissy laughs, Eddie’s ring glinting on her finger, the base wrapped in yarn to keep it from slipping off. “Congrats, Chris. I’m happy for you.”

“You too, Harrington. We bagged the hottest boys in Hawkins!”

“Damn straight.”

“Well…”

“Shut up, Cunningham.”

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