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Robin | Steve Harrington x Reader

Notes: I hope y'all enjoy <3

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Warnings: None, this is pure fluff

You've never seen your husband more in love with anyone. He held your daughter Robin in his arms for the first time, looking at her with so much love in his eyes. "She's beautiful.", he whispered to you with the slightest crack in his voice. Steve was doing his best to hold back the tears that were ought to come out. "She has your hair.", you commented in a quiet voice. That's what send him over the edge and opened the floodgates. "C'mere, Stevie.", you said while scooting over in your hospital bed. Steve quickly kicked off his shoes, then laid sat next to you with Robin still in his arms. "She looks so much like you.", you continued. "She's perfect." You patted Steve's shoulder while he silently cried. Your daughter, on the other hand, was quietly snorring in her fathers arms. "Can't wait to show her off to the others.", he whispered with a cracking voice.

Her uncle Dustin was the first one to come visit you. He was so careful with Robin, trying his best not to wake her up. "She looks like a Henderson.", he said to Steve with a grin. He rolled his eyes at Dustin. "No she doesn't.", her father replied. "She's clearly a Harrington. She's got my hair!" The bickering between the two went on for a good minute, causing Robin to wake up. Luckily, she didn't start crying but rather look around the room. Since she was only a day old, she couldn't see very well. Dustin took his niece into his arms and coddled her while taking another look at her. "I'm telling you man, she has Henderson eyes." Steve swung his arms up in a dramatic manner while muttering "Oh my god."

Robin and Vicky were the next visitor on the following day. Neither of you told them about what you were naming your daughter, so there was ought to be a suprise. "You really made that, dingus." Robin chuckled at her own words while looking at the infant in her arms. "I did.", Steve mumbled. If he was being honest with himself, he was still in shock on how beautiful his daughter came out. "She looks so squishy.", Vicky said while holding your daughters hand with one finger. "That's what Steve said.", you said with a chuckle. Robin proceeded to carefully squish your daughters cheeks together to confirm her girlfriends theory. "And she is.", Robin said with a slight laugh. "I hope (Y/N) came up with a good name.", Robin said while looking at Steve. He knew what she was hinting at, but didn't want to ruin the moment. "Actually, Steve came up with the name.", you said to her. "Robin Claudia Harrington.", Steve said. Robin eyes widened in shock. "I wanted her to be named after her godmother." If you squinted your eyes, you could've seen the small tears building up in Robins eyes. But she quickly blinked them away. "Finally a good idea, dingus." She had a grin on her face before looking back down at baby Robin. "You're gonna be so much like me, it's gonna drive your dad insane.", she promised her godchild.

Will, Lucas, Max, El and Mike here last to visit you while still being in the hospital. El especially was afraid of holding her. "So tiny.", she said while looking down at the infant. "She's only three days old.", Mike said to his girlfriend. "And fragile.", Lucas added. "She's not made of glass.", Max said to her boyfriend while lightly slapping his shoulder. "Stop bickering in front of the baby.", Will scolded his friends. It made you chuckle. "She'll be fine, Dustin was already here.", you said while waving them off. The five kids couldn't stop looking at her. And Steve felt so warm inside as he did while watching them interact with his daughter.

Nancy and Jonathan were last to visit. She pushed visiting you two back for weeks until she finally came over on the day Robin turned one month old. "She has your hair.", Nancy said to Steve while looking at the baby in her fiancé's arms. "Yeah, but (Y/N)s eyes.", Jonathan added. Steve looked over at you with an insulted look. "You said she has my eyes.", your husband said to you. A giggle left your mouth "Because you were pouting after Dustin said she has Henderson eyes." He gave you an insulted look. "Robin said her cheeks are squishy.", Nancy said while looking at you. "Can I try?" You smiled and nodded your head. She carefully squished your daughters cheeks, who farted as a 'reaction'. All four of you started laughing at Robins response. "She's still so peaceful.", Jonathan said as he looked back down on Robin. "She's really quiet, for some reason.", Steve said while sitting down next to Jonathan. "Barely cries, sleeps through most nights, always eats." You two got very lucky with Robin, but you had a feeling that her puberty would be twice as hard as a result. "My mom said I was easy as a baby as well, but not that easy", you commented while watching your daughter in Jonathan's arms. She yawned while cuddling into his grip. It seemed like he knew how to hold babies well enough. No wonder, he's a great big brother to Will.

"Dustin announced himself for tomorrow.", Steve said while walking into Robins nursery in the evening. You were feeding her, trying to get your daughter to sleep. "That's the fourth time this week then.", you replied with a grin. "It's like he's obsessed with her.", Steve commented with knitted eyebrows. "She's his niece, what do you expect?" Robin fell asleep in your arms, so you carefully put her in her crib before turning on the baby monitor. "Can't blame him, she's adorable." A soft smile formed on his face when he took one more look at his daughter before walking out of her room with you. "You're ready for another one already, aren't you?", you asked him with a grin. Your husband let out a low chuckle while scratching the back of his head. "We did agree on six.", your husband said with a grin on his face.

"We did, yeah."

#steve harrington x reader #steve harrington #steve harrington imagine #steve harrington x reader fluff

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Anniversaries | Billy Hargrove x Alt! Reader

Notes: I wrote this when I was drunk, sorry

Words: 930

Warnings: None

"Ready to go?", you asked your boyfriend with a grin as you hoped into his car. School was finally over, Billy and you had the entire rest of the day planned out. It was your six month anniversary today, and you were buzzing in excitement. You were so excited, you even picked out the outfit Billy loved most on you - a metallica top, a red skirt and fishnets with old, black boots. Your lips were dark red, your eyelids black and you made sure to keep your hair in place. "Almost.", he said as he reached into his backseat. With a small smile on his face, he handed you a brown paper bag. "Happy anniversary.", he said to you. "Billy, we agreed on no presents.", you said as the bag landed on your lap. "I know, but just look at it. It reminded me too much of you." Now curious, you looked inside the bag to be greeted by a stuffed bat. It's wings and ears were red on the inside while the rest of it's body was black. "Oh, Billy." Your eyes got a bit watery as you pulled it out of its bag. "When we don't see each other, I want you to have something to hold on to." The bat was probably the softest stuffed animal you ever held in your arms. It was perfect. "His name is Stinky.", you said with a grin. Billy laughed at your words while taking one of your hands in his. "I'm not even gonna ask why." He leaned forwards to give you a kiss after finishing his sentence, something you gladly took. Billy gave you one last kiss on the cheek before sitting back down and buckling his seat belt. "Alright, let's get my sweet girl and Stinky to Skull Rock then." You buckled your seat belt as well, then sat your newfound friend down on your lap.

It was a short drive. From his previous escapades before you, Billy knew the way there like the inside of his pocket. His right hand rested on your inner thigh for the entire drive, only moving it to use the gearshift. From the corner of his eyes, he watched you play with the ears of Stinky. It was the cutest thing he saw all day. "You're adorable." He said his thoughts out loud, mouth working faster than his brain. You blushed at his words. "Thank you, Billy.", you said with a slight blush on your cheeks. Your boyfriend smiled at your reply and continued driving. After two more minutes, he parked near the forest Skull Rock was in. "Wanna take Stinky with us?", he asked while opening his door. You nodded and put him in your bag before getter out yourself. Billy had a small bag with some drinks and snacks in his trunk, which he carried with his left hand while holding your hand with his right. The two of you walked for a few more minutes before plopping down in front of the rock. Your boyfriend pulled you onto his lap, squeezing your hips in the process, and added a kiss on your shoulder to that.

You stayed there with Billy for hours, talking, laughing, eating. Neither of you wanted this moment to end, and he especially made that really clear. This was Skull Rock after all - he ended up with you in his lap, making out while his hands snaked up-and-down your sides. Soft moans left his mouth in between kisses. "Gonna marry you.", he eventually whispered after parting his lips millimeters from you. You leaned back a bit to look him in the eyes, followed with a "What?". But he just smirked and started kissing you again. That was all you needed as an answer. Eventually, his fingers gripped into your waist a bit too tightly and you started to giggle. He noticed how ticklish you were, to your disadvantage, and pinned you against the rock to continue tickling you. "Billy!", you yelled out underneath laughter. "Billy, stop it!" It didn't sound too serious when you were laughing. He had his fair share of fun with this as well; your laugh was so beautiful. Your smile was so beautiful. The way the corners of your eyes crinkled, the blush on your cheeks, your furrowed eyebrows. So, so beautiful. You got him to stop by finally shoving him off of you, straddling him by his hips while towering over him. "Jesus fuck, Billy." You were out of breath, face flushed from the lack of oxygen. "Definetly marrying you.", he said. "You're very obsessed with marriage right now. We're only graduating in two weeks." Billy sat back up, leaning onto his arms while looking you in the eyes. "Can't help but think about you as my bride.", he admitted. "And honestly, I got you another thing." Your eyes went a bit wider at his words while you watched him pull something out of his pocket. "William Derek Hargrove!", you said loudly while lightly slapping his shoulder. "No presents!" But that smile didn't leave his face. And you quickly shut up once you saw two matching rings; they were two silver rings, made of small skulls that would wrap around your finger. "It's not the actual ring yet.", he said while taking your left hand. "But it's a promise ring. A promise that I will make you my wife one day." He slipped the ring on your finger, kissed it once and then put the second ring on his own fingers.

"Can't wait for that day.", you whispered before kissing him.

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove imagine #billy hargrove fluff

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He’s got that Can Do attitude!

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I eat angst for breakfast, lunch and dinner with a side of personal trauma 😋😋😋

Peace | Steve Harrington x Military! Reader

Notes: It's 2am and I can't sleep, so have some Steve angst <3 This is my first time writing angst so I hope it's somewhat good

Warnings: Descriptive Death, mention of sex

Words: 892

"You don't need to worry, I've been trained to do this.", you said to Steve while strapping your M4 on your back. "Uh, yeah, I sure hope so.", he said in an ironic tone. You turned around to face him and wrapped your arms around his waist while leaning against him. "Won't let anything happen to me, promise." You looked up to him, trying to remember all of his features. His brown eyes looked so peaceful right now, his lips curled up into a slight smile which made his eyebags visible. Some people might be insecure about their eyebags, but Steve's only showed when he smiled so they were the most beautiful thing to you. And his hair - oh god, his hair. You let one of your hands run through his hair, trying to remember it's structure. "I love you. Steve.", you mumbled. He leaned down towards you, whispered "I love you, too." and kissed you.

Those words rang in his ears over and over again when he saw you laying on the ground. You were barely conscious, spitting up blood and trying to instruct Robin and Nancy how to save you. "(Y/N), stop talking. You're using up energy.", Steve pleaded. He felt like a lost child, watching the life drift from your eyes as he held your hand. "Put the compress on it and wrap the bandage around it." You couldn't even hear Steve anymore, but your eyes were fixated on him. You could feel him. You could smell him. But you didn't hear him. It's a shame - his voice was your favourite sound.

You felt cold. Everything was so cold. Only Steve's hand gave you warmth. You started trembling, your vision got blury. But knowing that Steve was there, you felt oddly calm. You weren't scared. It was your time to go, you knew that.

"I love you, Steve.", you mumbled out. He replied to you, but you didn't hear him. So you assumed that he said the same thing back. But you saw the tears falling from his eyes, even though he tries to keep his composure.

"Stevie?" Your head shot up from his chest. It was 2am, both of you couldn't sleep so the two of you did what you do best - fuck all night. Unfortunately, that didn't make you tired either. "Hm?", he said while looking down on you. "When this whole monster thing starts again, and something happens to me." Those words concerned him. He sat upright in your bed, pulling you with him. "What are you talking about?", he said with his eyebrows knitted together. "If I happen to die when all those...weird things start again-" He interrupted you. "(Y/N), please don't say that." Steve looked so sad now. "Where is this coming from?" You took his hands in your and gave them one tight squeeze. "I'm not exactly hoping for it to happen, and I don't think it will. But Steve, this has been on my mind for weeks so please just listen so I can feel better." While he still looked concerned, he gave you a slow nod to continue. "If I die there somewhere, and you find me...I know how quick people start yelling for help or for someone to stay awake. I just want you to...to not scream. I want to die in peace. I mean, you can cry and all that but..." He interrupted you with a soft kiss on your lips. "I understand.", he said in a tone that was just as soft as his kiss. When Steve broke the kiss he pulled you on his lap. "If it were to happen, and you know that I won't let you leave me." You giggled at his words. "I'll let you leave in peace." While this conversation wasn't one you wished to have, it made you feel better. It's been stuck in your head for weeks now. "Thank you, Stevie.", you whispered while leaning forward again. "Of course, sweetheart." Steve closed the gap between your lips after finishing his sentence.

Steve knew that it was a lost cause - saving you, trying to keep you alive. He knew his priorities were in giving you a peaceful passing. With Robins help, he carefully laid your head on his lap for some comfort. "I love you, sweetheart.", he said quietly while stroking the top of your head. "Love you so much. I'll never love anyone else as much as you." You looked up at with glassy eyes fully fixated on him. Steve felt so numb right now - the love of his life was dying right before his eyes and he couldn't do anything about it. You tried raising your arm to touch his face, it was shaking so much, so Steve leaned forwards to help you. Cold fingers ran along his cheeks, over his nose and down to his lips. He knew you so well, knew what you wanted, so with some more help from Robin and Nancy he cradled you in his arms to kiss you one last time. Steve would always remember how your last breath hit his skin as he kissed you. Once your lips went numb against his own, he knew you left. He did his job, he let you die in peace.

So now he could scream at your lifeless body to come back to him.

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list five things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box of the last ten people who reblogged something from you. spread the positivity!!!

1. My pets

2. My friends

3. Skincare

4. Fashion

5. Elfbars (lol)

#personal

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Ah yes, “mama bear” Karen - the same Karen who approached Billy to say, “Sorry I didn’t show up for our date. It’s not because I realized that wanting to fuck you was wrong, but because, you see… I have a family :/” while Billy looked extremely physically ill. 🙄

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honestly if antis just left it at like... hating billy and celebrating his death and wanting everyone to beat him up, id still think theyre hella weird just in general but its a fictional character. god knows i have my fair share of character i wanna see fucking obliterated. i get it.

what makes them weird is they can never be normal about it. they always gotta say weird ass racially charged, homophobic, victim blamey shit and THEN the real absurd part is the bashing of the fans to like... an illegal degree. thats where yall lose me and thats where yall make yourselves look like absolute clowns. like i get it. you were bullied in school you had no friends no one liked you so now you gotta ~take back your power~ by being a keyboard douchebag. meanwhile if anyone ever challenged you irl, spoke to you directly how you speak to people... youd be pissing your pants 2 seconds flat i see through you. i know who you are. ive got your number.

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Karen wheeler fans do the same shit Alice cooper (riverdale) fans did

Despite the fact both are shown time and time again running the household, being the loudest parental voice, being shown to talk over their husbands etc etc, the fandom takes them and victimizes them and says “oh the husbands abusive, oh the husband controlled her, she had no mind of her own and now she’s free”

It’s WEIRD!!!! Y’all do this in some distorted name of feminism by…completely stripping them of their agency. And you don’t even see the irony

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I want to see Karen Wheeler finding out how Billy treated her son and his friends. I want to see her hear how he almost ran them down with his car, how he was a monster in Max's house, and how he was going to kill Lucas.

I want to see that fire we see in Nancy that she definitely didn't inherit from Ted Wheeler.

I want to see Karen Wheeler got off on him mama bear style.

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steve harrington is desperate in his affections…

HE GRIPS YOUR HIPS AND BURIES HIS HANDS IN YOUR HAIR AND PRESSES HIS WHOLE BODY INTO YOU, HE DOESN’T PULL AWAY EVEN IF HE CAN’T BREATHE HE JUST PRESSES HIS LIPS TO YOURS OVER AND OVER AND SIGHS INTO YOUR MOUTH AND DOESN’T LET YOU PULL AWAY, HE WHINES AND WHIMPERS AND MOANS AND GROANS, HE GRABS AT YOU WITH ABANDON, HE WHISPERS HOW PRETTY AND SOFT AND SWEET AND PERFECT YOU ARE IN BETWEEN PRESSES OF HIS LIPS, IF YOU TAKE CHARGE OF THE KISS HIS KNEES WILL BUCKLE, HE BEGS FOR KISSES AND LICKS INTO YOUR MOUTH AND GETS SO NEEDY THE KISS TURNS TO TONGUE AND TEETH AND SPIT AND HE SWEARS YOU DON’T KNOW THE EFFECT YOU HAVE ON HIM AND YOU GET ALL SHY AND HAVE THIS DOE EYED INNOCENT LOOK GOING ON AND “you have fucking ruined me for anyone else, angel” AND HIS LIPS ARE ON YOU AGAIN AND AGAIN i—

♡

# steve harrington

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Steve having a crush on a guy works at ‘Hot Dog on a Stick’ n Robin has never made fun of him sm cause he’s gushing over this guy that’s literally dressed like this

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Every time dacre pops up out of hibernation with a new divisive haircut we all just start revealing things about ourselves no one asked for. This man holds too much power I fear

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My mom's Billy | Billy Hargrove x Single Mom! Military! Reader

Notes: This is the ending Billy DESERVED, with some good therapy, a nice home and a family that loves him

Warnings: Mentions of abuse

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This was your first time in group therapy. It was highly recommend by your therapist to you, after having trouble connection to others. Her idea was that meeting people with similar experience to yours would help you. Two friendly-looking therapists happily greeted the group of eight, then introduced you. "We have a new face joining us today." Everyone looked at you, you could feel your face heating up. "Oh, uhm...Hi, I'm (Y/N). Uhm...my ex-husband abused me throughout our twelve year relationship. And uhm...I used to be a lieutenant in the navy, but I quit when my son Leo was born so I've been a housewife for five years. I work as a waitress now though." The female therapist of the two gave you an encouragement smile. "I, uhm, I left him a year ago. The divorce was actually finalised last week, so...now I'm here." You let out an awkward laugh, but the group also gave you an encouraging smile. A man with ocean blue eyes and curly, blonde hair stood out to you as he looked you up and down. His face was wrinkled, even though he didn't look too old to you yet. There was a stubbly beard on his face, a bit darker than his hair, and while his lips were full they were also chewed up. What stood out most were the hickeys on his neck.

"Thank you for sharing.", one of the participants told you. With a smile, you gave her a nod. "Have you thought about going back to the navy?", another participant asked you. Wow, these people were open. "I have, but I don't have a partner and my mother is too old to constantly take care of my son when I'm on deployment so that's off the table." It disappointed you, really. You loved your career and regretted letting your ex take that joy from you. "And daycare has gotten so expensive.", a man in the group said. "I have two young children, we have them in daycare." He continued talking about barely being able to afford having his kids looked after at a daycare, so the focus was finally off of you. But the meeting itself was nice, the participants were kind and understanding. Even though the man who checked you out in the beginner barely talked, until he was asked towards the end of the meeting. "Billy, you haven't shared today.", the male therapist said. "Anything you wanna say?" He shrugged his shoulders. "Not really, nothing interesting happened. Had a date, but she wasn't my 'forever person'" He put the last to words into air quotes. "Nothing else interesting happened, really." For some reason, he intrigued you. "Well, besides that this is your last session today.", the male therapist added. "Oh yeah, that too. My therapist said I've gotten a well-enough social circle to not attend anymore and I could really use the hour for more shifts at my job." Everyone said goodbye to Billy.

After group, you left the centre to get to your car. As you unlocked your door, you saw Billy walking over to your car. "Hey, (Y/N), wasn't it?" You nodded your head. "Well, since I'm not in group anymore I was hoping I could give you my phone number." Your cheeks suddenly felt hot - you haven't been asked out since you met your husband. It hasn't been a concept that was a possibility for you. "Listen, I think I get that it might be hard for you, so you don't have to give me your number." He took out a piece of paper and wrote something down. "But give me a call if you feel like going out on a date. I'd be happy to hear from you, you can reach me at any time of the day." You took the piece of paper from his hand and let out a quiet "Thank you." before he left to get into his own car. You yourself sat in your car for a good five minutes to process what just happened. Someone asked you out on a date? You really couldn't believe it. Eventually, you started your engine and drove to your mothers house to pick up your son.

After you got him into bed you sat in the living room and kept starring at the tiny piece of paper with Billy's number on it. You told your mother about it, and she encountered you to call him, but your brain had a blockage. But will it ever go away if you don't break it? The clock told you that it was already midnight, you questioned how you could sit there for hours with your own thoughts discouraging you. Slowly, you took your flipphone out of your pocket and dialed the number. After a few rings, you were greeted by a sleepy "Hello?" His voice was raspy, and you immediately felt bad for disruption his sleep. "It's...it's (Y/N)." The two of you talked on the phone for a good while, talking through details of what he wants to do where with you. Billy had good ideas, but you insisted on public places only. He was very understanding and suggested a nice restaurant downtown. When you said that you couldn't afford that, he said "Don't worry about money, I'll invite you for the evening." It made you blush a bit - you can't remember the last time you've been invited to dinner.

You two had a good date. Your mother looked after your son and let him have a sleepover at her place, meanwhile Billy picked you up from your house. He brought you flowers and showered you in compliments before even letting you step into his car. It made your stomachs flip up- and down, especially because you sort of accepted the fact that you'd never find love again. While it didn't have to mean that Billy has to be the one, it was nice to be wooed again. Dinner went just as well, you had nice conversations, went on a walk afterwards and he dropped you off at your apartment afterwards. "I'd like to see you again.", he said to you with a smile while standing in front of your entrance. It made your heart skip a beat and your cheeks heat up. "I'm free next Thursday, maybe we can get breakfast together?", you said while smiling at him. He took his hand in yours, said "I'll pick you up at 8:30." and kissed the back of your hand. You said your goodbyes and went inside your apartment. Once you laid in bed and thought about the evening, you couldn't help but grin until you fell asleep.

You looked forward to breakfast with Billy for days, and it went just as well as the first date. Billy took you out at least two times a week for the next month. What you loved most about it was that he never pressured you into any physical contact - the most he ever did was give you a kiss on the cheek. Everyone around you noticed how much happier you've gotten. It also rubbed off on your son, who turned from extremely shy and introverted to an extroverted ball of energy. Right now, you were at Billy's house, having a few snacks and talking about life.

"Billy, can I ask you something?", you said as you leaned your head against the backrest of his couch. "Anything.", he said with a smile. "You really don't need to answer if you don't want to, but since you know why I was in group...why were you?" You've had your suspicions after being at his place a few times. There were no family pictures anywhere, except one of him and his stepsister, and a few childhood pictures of him and his mother. "Was about time for that question, huh?" He let out an awkward chuckle while thinking of an answer. "My dad, actually. He, uhm, he first abused my mother and eventually me. And when my mother left, I became too much like him. I was a bully, and was a dick to my step-sister. But I eventually got out, moved back here and got help. So my sister forgave me at least, but she still lives in Indiana." You knew that he lived there for a while, until he had an accidentally and came back to California. "Billy, I'm so sorry..." you said while reaching out for his hand. He took his hand in yours and squeezed it once. "I'm okay now, (Y/N)." Even though he just told you what happened to you in his past, he still smiled at you. "He's miserable now, we put him in a nursing home in some shithole town." His thumb started stroking over the back of your hand as his eyes looked into yours. "Uhm, I actually had a question...about your ex and your son.", he said while looking down. Something told you that that question was uncomfortable to him. "Sure, what's up?", you asked. "Well, I know what your ex did to you but...what did your son experience?" Knowing what Billy went through with his dad, this was probably for his own piece of mind as well. "It honestly started when he was born. He screamed at him as a baby to shut up when he cried, then he started pushing him when he was running through the house. But once he punched him, I packed our things and ran away with Leo. Pressed charges the same day and haven't looked back." Now Billy was the one to squeeze your hand. "You did the right thing (Y/N), I'm proud of you." You smiled and scooted closer to him, letting your knee touch his. Somehow, both of you knew what the other thought about - he pulled you into a hug and held you tight to his body, while you wrapped your arms around his torso and rested your head on his chest. You could hear his heartbeat, take in his scent; you felt like you were home. Billy was the one for you, you knew that.

On the next date, you two kissed for the first time. The one after that, he asked to be your boyfriend. Of course you said yes, how could you not? But now there was a problem: You'd have to eventually tell Leo. While you did tell him that you've made a new friend and meet up with him a lot, you never told him that you're dating again. That was your mistake, because now you'd have to tell him. The biggest problem? Leo was afraid of men. He couldn't be near male teachers or any of his uncles, even male cashiers got a massive side eye from him. So his mom now having a new boyfriend, after his biology father abused him for his entire life? It didn't seem possible to you. But you did have to tell him eventually, so you sat him down on a Saturday after you two got ice cream.

"Leo, do you remembered my friend Billy that I have been seeing a lot lately?", you started the conversations with. Leo nodded his head, then took a lick of his ice cream. "Is he coming over?", he asked then. "Well, maybe. I actually have to tell you something else about Billy." Your heart started racing, and you honestly didn't even know where you were going with this. "You know when we talked about how daddies and mommies love each other?" He nodded his head once more. "Well, when daddies and mommies separate, it can happen that they meet someone else who made them as happy as the other mommy or daddy made them. But when the other mommy or daddy wasn't a good person-" You were interrupted by your own son. "Like Dean?" Leo never called your ex dad, he always called him Dean. "Yes, like Dean. Well, then the mommy or daddy might meet someone who makes them even happier." Your son continued eating his ice cream quietly. "And Billy is that other person who makes me even happier, and that's what I wanted to tell you, Leo." He remained quiet for a bit, trapped in his own thoughts, before he talked again. "So is Billy your boyfriend now?" He didn't scrunch his face in disgust or anger, which was a good sign. "Yes, sweetheart, Billy is my boyfriend now and I wanted to tell you so you could get ready to meet him someday." Once again, he thought about your words for a while. "Does Billy hit you like Dean did?" Unfortunately, Leo knew too much about abuse too soon. "No, Leo, Billy has never hit me or insult me. Do you remembered when we talked about how Mommies and Daddies should treat each other?" He took a big lick of his ice cream before answering. "That they always cuddle and kiss and hug each other, and that they never hit or scream at each other." You nodded in agreement. "That's right. And that is how Billy treats me." For the third time, he was inside his head and thinking something over. "My friend Lee, his dad has a new girlfriend and he says that she's his step-mother now. Is Billy my step-dad?" Oh, you were not prepared for that question at all. You actually expected a tantrum. "You can call him that if you want to. But you can also just call him Billy." Leo went on to ask when he was going to meet Billy, if he could cook for him with you, if Billy liked basketball as much as he does.

So the day came. On the following Thursday, you and Leo were making two different pizzas for the three of you. He insisted on making a funny face out of salamies on one pizza while you added mushrooms, olives and spinach to the other one. Once you put the food in the oven, your doorbell rang. "He's here!", Leo said while running up to the front door. "Mama, can I open it?", he asked you. As you were washing your hands it wasn't such a bad idea. "Sure sweetheart, be nice!", you said over to him. Your son opened the door and greeted your boyfriend with a wide grin. "Hello, are you my mom's Billy?", he asked. His question made you chuckle. "I am your mom's Billy. Are you your mom's Leo?" He loudly said yes before leading him inside and telling Billy to take his shoes and jacket off. "Mom's in the kitchen.", he said to Billy. "Leo, go wash your hands and change your shirt. Dinner is done soon." You could hear your sons footsteps running off while Billy came through the kitchen door. "That was quite the greeting.", he said with a chuckle in his voice. "He's uncharacteristically excited to meet you.", you replied while drying your hands. The two of you shared a quick kiss before the timer for the pizza went off. "He even made you smiling pizza."

Leo's and Billy's first meeting went extraordinarily well. In the evening, after your boyfriend left, he asked you when he would come over again. And it didn't take long until he asked when Billy would move in with the two of you. Six months deep into the relationship, Leo and you moved in with Billy. He had two extra rooms and a big backyard that he couldn't use all by himself. Your son loved it, and he loved Billy. At some point, he started calling the two of you "My mama and my Billy", which made your boyfriends heart melt. Billy and you got married two years later, you took Billy's last name and tried looking into how Leo could get it too. Eventually, it all resolved itself.

Billy was looking after Leo while you were at work. He picked him up from school and was making him dinner while Leo was doing his homework. However, math wasn't his strongsuit so he walked to Billy with his textbook. "Dad, can you help me with this?" Billy stopped in his tracks as he heard Leo call him dad for the first time but swallowed it down to not make him feel uncomfortable. He helped him with his homework and didn't let anything show until he was alone in the kitchen and cried some tears; happy tears. He continued lunch with your, and now his, son like he always does. Once you came home, he immediately pulled you into a tight hug. "What's gotten into you?", you said with a giggle. "Leo called me dad today.", he mumbled into the crook of your neck. Your eyes went wide in suprise and happiness, then you laughed. "Seriously? Billy, that's amazing!" You passionately kissed him on the lips as he was still squeezing you against his body.

Later that night, you checked in on your son after he went to bed, just to see that he was still awake and seemed upset. "Leo? What's wrong sweetheart?" You walked over to his bed and sat down on the edge of it. "I called Billy dad today and he didn't react...", he mumbled into his blanket. Oh. "Why does that upset you?", you asked him while petting his head. "Because I thought it would make him happy. And I never had a dad..." You opened your arms as an invitation for a hug, which he gladly took as he scooted closer. "Billy was very happy, but he didn't want you to feel weird about it.", you said to your as you hugged him. "He thought that you wouldn't want to do it anymore if he was too emotional." Leo hummed, a sound he started making when he thought about something, before asking "Can dad come in?" You smiled and told him that that was possible, then gave him a kiss goodnight and left the room. "Billy, your son wants to talk to you.", you said to your husband as you stepped into your shared bedroom. "Alright.", he said while getting up and leaving the room. You went into bed and waited for him to return, which was a good 20 minute wait. When Billy came back, he was quiet and quickly got under the blanket next to you with no words. "Sweetheart, you're awfully quiet.", you said to him while taking one of his hands in yours. "It's okay.", he mumbled while getting closer to you. "Our son just had some questions. But it's all good now." The way he said 'Our son' made your heart melt. "Father-son secret?" You smirked at your own words, Billy let out a small chuckle. "Definetly.", he replied before placing a kiss on your cheek.

Life went on for months. Billy was the father Leo never had, he was happier than ever. Billy finally had the family he always wanted. And you were planning on going back to the navy - that was until a tiny plastic stick with two blue lines came in the way. You've had your suspicions before, considering that this would be your second pregnancy. But how? Leo was nine already and so used to being an only child. Billy and you weren't going to get any younger either - at age 37 now, you'd almost be a senior citizen by the time your child graduates high school. So you did what you always do: Go to Billy.

"Bil.", you mumbled as you stood in the doorway of your shared bedroom, test in your shaky hands. It was only natural to him to see how terrified you were, so close to crying but swallowing it down for the sake of your son in the next room. "Come here.", he said while walking up to you. It was only then that he noticed the positive pregnancy test in your hands. "You know, I always wanted two kids." was all he said before wrapping his arms around you. "We'll manage."

He stayed true to his words. You gave birth to baby Leia and went back to the navy months after. Leo was ecstatic to be a big brother, not wanting to ever leave Leias side at any time of the day since the moment he first saw her. He went so far that he volunteers to bring her to bed on some days, and for whatever reason she'd always fall asleep when he did without fuzzing. And Billy, oh god, Billy was so happy to watch his daughter grow up. Of course he saw Leo as his own son, but he couldn't watch him grow up from the day he was born. Knowing your and Leo's past, Billy made sure that he won't be anything like your ex or his dad. During your second trimester, he went back to his old therapist to see if he truly was ready to be a father. When Leia was a year old, you and your family were send to Finland for deployment. Once again, your husband stayed true to his words: "We'll manage.". Leo was send to an english-speaking school while Leia went to a regular, finnish daycare. If you were going to live here, you want her to learn a second language while doing so. Billy, somehow, got to continue working as a mechanic while you were obvious caught up with the finnish navy. Everything was beyond perfect and felt like a fairytale. The four of you were send back to America after six years in Finland, but to Florida this time. Leia cried a lot when she had to leave, including the entire flight back and the first night in America. You couldn't blame her - she's leaving the place she grew up in. You promised her to go back to Finland during summer break, and while that cheered her up it didn't help a lot. Once again, Billy stuck to his words. "We'll manage.". He did everything he could to get Leia out of her head, helped her with schoolwork, went surfing with her, took her on daddy-daughter dates. She got better eventually and found many friends. You, on the other hand, felt bad that this would eventually be ripped from her again.

Four years later, you decided on a desk job at the navy in California. It took a lot from you to make this decision, but it was the best one for your family. You couldn't watch your daughter sit and cry for her entire childhood. California was the best decision for everyone, including your husband. He was happier, Leo was happier, Leia adapted after a few months. She loved California eventually, especially because her Dad could show her around so much more now.

"Dad, I have a confession to make." Leo made sure you weren't home. He was two weeks away from graduating high school, and already signed up for his future profession. But he told neither you nor Billy. "What's going on kid?", he asked while looking up from the newspaper he was reading. At this point, he needed glasses to even make out a single letter. "Mom didn't want me to, but I signed up for the marines and got in." Billy knew about your opinion in this. You didn't want your children to get into the military at all. It wasn't a taboo theme at home, but it was barely on the table. After what your ex-husband did to you, you couldn't bear to possibly have them go down the same road as you. "Why did you want to join?", Billy asked. He'd form his opinion based on his reply, he decided. "Mom saves so many people. I've always looked up to her, and I wanna be like her." Billy smiled at his sons words. "You know, I'm convinced that she'll be okay with it if you tell her like that."

You were. Leo went to bootcamp, your old bootcamp, where you dropped him off with a heavy heart. Billy and Leia came with you as well to send him off. "Stay safe, son.", Billy told him before giving him a tight hug. Leo promised to not die, and that was enough for him. Leia cried a bit while saying her goodbyes, and had to hold onto her father after hugging her brother. You were last, it was only logical to him. "I'll make you proud.", he promised you. "Leo, I' already so proud of you.", you said to him with a smile. "You'll do just as well. Bootcamp will be the best months of your life, promise." In motherly fashion, you gave him a kiss on his cheek before letting him walk inside.

Back in the car, Billy tried changing the topic as the mood was low. "Well, if my son comes after his mother job-wise, I hope my daughter comes after me.", he said to you and Leia.

"I was actually thinking about Infantry.", she replied.

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