#Steve Harringrove

[bigdumbbambieyes]

after their first big argument as a couple, Steve’s first instinct is to drive to the flower shop on Main Street and pick up some roses.

as always, he practices his apology to himself during the entire drive to Cherry Lane, unsure as to why he’s always the one apologizing when he tries to be a good boyfriend (but somehow always fucks it up).

Billy isn’t home, though. the Camaro is gone from its usual spot and Steve even checks around the back to make sure, and yup, no one is home.

so, he heads to the arcade, where he can see Max, Lucas, and Dustin all chatting-arguing outside as they count their quarters, but Billy isn’t there, either. he’s long gone, probably.

he drives out to the quarry, thinking he’d find his boyfriend there alone, smoking and listening to music, but it’s quiet with no one around.

after driving around Hawkins and not spotting the familiar blue car anywhere, he figures Billy doesn’t want to be found, so he gives up and heads back home.

where he sees the Camaro, backed up in the driveway, with a pissed off Billy leaning against the hood.

“Finally decided to grace me with your presence, King Steve?” Billy sneers around the cigarette he brings to his mouth, taking a drag of it as Steve shuts his car door and looks at him with a twisting mouth.

he wants to tell Billy to shut up about the King Steve shit, but he has an apology to make first, so he takes a deep breath and goes to stand in front of the blond.

he wants to tell Billy to shut up about the King Steve shit, but he has an apology to make first, so he takes a deep breath and goes to stand in front of the blond.

Billy blows smoke out of his nostrils, looking like a dragon ready to go in for the kill, so Steve holds the flowers up between them and watches those blue eyes settle on red petals.

the flowers are smacked out of his hand within half a second, dropping to the ground and Steve stands there like an idiot for another second, his empty hand hovering between them.

until he curls his lip and furrows his brows, yells, “What the hell is your—”

“—the fuck are you giving me flowers for?!” Billy yells back, flicking his cigarette away as he pushes himself off the car and then they’re in each other’s spaces, neither unwilling to back down, staring angrily at each other.

it’s tense. Steve doesn’t feel scared, not when he’s angry like this, because he was ready to fucking apologize so they could move on from this, but then Billy had to be Billy about it and—

there’s a small shift in Billy’s expression, like when spring melts the ice on Lover’s Lake and it cracks. Steve can see the softness underneath Billy’s icy gaze and he feels his jaw unclench.

his hovering hand moves, brushing the back of his fingers down Billy’s forearm, slowly and carefully, like he doesn’t want to spook him.

Billy glances down, takes a moment or two before he mumbles something under his breath that sounds like ‘I’m sorry’ and Steve blinks in surprise.

“What?” he mumbles back clumsily, thinking he hadn’t heard right.

“I said I’m fucking sorry, okay? Jesus.” Billy huffs with a scrunched nose, that anger back like a fire stoked, those stormy eyes once again looking to Steve’s. they’re like a crashing ocean of waves, of raw emotion, and Steve feels unprepared in his little dinghy.

yet, he weathers the storm. he wants to see the clear skies that lay behind it.

“Billy,” he murmurs and grabs his boyfriend’s hand, letting his gaze soften and angry expression melt away, “Why are you apologizing?”

he feels Billy squeeze his hand gently and watches him shift his weight between his feet, always planting them, always bracing for impact. Steve never wants to give him a reason to, but he knows Billy has issues.

just like he does. which is why he bought the stupid flowers in the first place.

but now Billy’s looking at him with confusion and maybe disbelief, like he can’t believe what he’s just heard, and shakes his head. Steve can’t help the way his eye catches on that little blond curl on Billy’s forehead, bouncing lightly with the movement.

“I’m apologizing,” Billy says slowly, not to be patronizing, but like he’s trying to keep himself calm (and that’s new and welcome and something they’ve talked about), “Because I hurt you, Stevie. I…I was being an asshole last night, I overreacted, said shit I knew would hurt you because I was hurting, and…that’s just not fair, right?” he squints his eyes a little, face pinching in thought.

and Steve nods, slowly, because he’s not used to this. everything is always his fault, he’s the bad boyfriend, he’s the one that can’t express his emotions right and would rather just sweep every conflict with his partner under the rug to keep that false sense of stability. if he doesn’t rock the boat, they’ll keep loving him. that’s how it works.

but, not with Billy, no.

Billy wants conflict. craves it, because all he knows is chaos and Steve’s come to recognize that. it’s what happened last night, when he made a dumb joke that landed wrong and he’d immediately apologized but Billy had bit back even harder - harder than he should’ve. it had left Steve alone in his bedroom, hurt and confused as Billy stormed out.

and Steve had been ready to apologize for Billy’s actions to Billy. like an idiot.

“So,” Billy sniffs, wiping at his nose and looking around, down at the ground until he spots the flowers. he bends down, hand still in Steve’s, and grabs the bouquet and hands them back, right against Steve’s chest where a multitude of emotions are swirling and Billy looks him straight in the eye and says, “I’ll do better.”

it’s a promise. a lifelong one, if Steve plays his cards right.

“…thanks,” he whispers, his free hand going up to grab the stems of the cellophane-wrapped roses, because he doesn’t know what to say other than that. he’s never not been to blame before.

but here’s Billy, trying to weather the same storm as him, unaware of his power over the rain and thunder and wind. but he’s trying.

“So,” Billy clears his throat gently, “We okay?”

it makes Steve melt, how soft Billy’s voice is when he asks that, and he gives a nod with a small smile. in an equally soft voice, he requests, “Kiss?”

Billy doesn’t even hesitate; their lips meet quickly yet gently, an ounce of warmth found within the chilly late autumn air. Steve presses into the kiss, closes his eyes to savour it, gripping Billy’s hand in his and feeling a rose’s thorn against his palm in the other. if he was a poet he’d say that was maybe symbolic.

he pulls away and smiles as Billy chases his lips, chuckles almost into his boyfriend’s mouth as he pushes the roses against Billy’s chest, “C’mon, let’s go inside.”

everything is light again, easy. this is resolution, not blissful ignorance. and it’s as sweet as cinnamon. it fills him with sunshine, just like Billy’s smile does.

it makes the conflict worth it. to know that they will fight and make up and promise to be better for each other, every time.

“There he is,” Billy hums playfully, tugging at Steve’s belt while his smile morphs into something a little less innocent, “Let me make it up to you, hm?”

as if Steve would ever say ‘no’ to that.

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harringrove #steve x billy #billy x steve #steve goes through the motions to keep a false sense of peace in his relationships #while billy purposefully seeks out chaos because it’s all he knows #they’re just trying their best okay #and happy ending!!! yay!! #bambiwrites

[tryingtoremembermyname]

you look so proud standing there with a frown and a cigarette

#aesthetic #moodboard #stranger things season 4 #stranger things imagine #billy hargove imagine #billy hargrove #billy steve #steve harrington #steve harringrove #harringrove #nancy wheeler #will byers #mike wheeler #dacre montgomery #stranger things #dear billy #max mayfield #billy x steve #joe keery #st4 #st4 fanart

[sasha-uria]

Magical boy, deadly toys

#steve harringrove #billy hargrove #eddie munson #stranger things #stranger things fanart #fanart #my art #sashauriart

[nerdydino]

Billy and Steve talking (*cough* flirting) at the bar

Female Bartender: *looks at Billy* So, baby your place or mine?

Billy: *smiles* Both. You'll got to your place and we'll *pulls steve closer to him* go to mine!

Steve: *blushing like an absolute idiot*

#stranger things #steve stranger things #billy stranger things #steve harrington #billy hargrove #steve x billy #harringrove #billy harringrove #steve harringrove

[growup-thatbeautiful]

thinking about the time i randomly realized (even though i already knew) that billy’s full name was william. what the fuck.

no one ever calls him that, except neil when he’s mad, so it’s a name billy hates, cannot stand to hear. but somehow, the rest of them find out. they know better than to make it a big deal, though. even if they didn’t, max’s stare would hav been enough. steve’s quiet “no shit?” and dustin’s uniterested “cool” are pretty much the only reactions.

on the other hand, will just. can’t believe it. this big, strong guy, who’s mean and somehow nice at the same time, doesn’t let anyone hurt him, has the same name as him? he doesn’t want to turn it into a thing, doesn’t want more attention, but he can’t get it out of his head.

of course billy, who tries his best to keep his eye on will because jonathan isn’t always there and steve is usually busy with dustin and everything he gets into, notices. notices how will gets quiet, gets contemplative, this look on his face.

so he goes outside for a smoke break, making eye contact with will, their signal to check in with each other, shared with el.

billy takes a long drag and looks over at will, who’s fiddling with the end of his looks like you aren’t the only will around here, huh?” and will doesn’t know what to say to that, but it’s okay cause billy talks more than enough for the both of them.

“i’m sure you got’a lot of good memories with your name. bad ones too, though. it’s the same for me. billy is a lot easier to hear than william is, to say less.”

“yeah,” will agrees. billy doesn’t know what else to say, what there is to say. but he knows the way will looks at him, looks up to him. knows that maybe he needs to say more. he takes another drag and thinks about what to say. i’m here for you doesn’t seem right. neither does i know what you’re going through, because he really really does not.

what he ends up saying is, “you and me, kid, we’re a lot more alike than you think.”

it’s worth it to see the hopeful look in will’s face, the pride. billy doesn’t have it good, but he has some things. he has steve. will can find his one day too. cause he’s just like billy.

#billy hargrove #harringrove #steve harringrove #consumed by them atm #no apologies #billy bby #nova writes #stranger things

[my-ship-my-love]

hi harringrove fan, i'm not good at drawing, but i'm trying. This is fan art that I'm drawing!

context: Billy goes to work drunk

#stranger things #billy hargrove #harringrove #billy harringrove #steve harringrove #steve harrington #billy x steve

[whistlemist]

#harringgrove #steve harringrove #Billy Hargrove #screen rant called them Stilly and idk I kind like it and hate it 😆

[wrecked-fuse]

bc today's billy's day

Steve is late. Billy‘s shift has ended earlier and he’s waiting for Steve on the parking lot in Steve’s car :3

🔪🔪🔪 в вк не репостить🔪🔪🔪

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harrington #wreckedfuse #stranger things

[thissortofsorcery]

The fanonization of Steve Harrington

#I made a meme! #sorcery memes #baby’s first meme #steve harrington #harringrove

[bigdumbbambieyes]

modern au harringrove where they’re not dating yet and they both get invited to a ‘dress as your type’ party hosted by Heather and they show up dressed as each other

they hook up for the first time that night 😌

#harringrove #billy hargrove #steve harringrove #heather holloway #billy x steve #steve x billy #modern au #and heather encouraged them #bambiwrites

[harringroveera]

Dustin, bursting into the room: You two are having sex!

Billy, not looking up from his book: Really? Steve, why didn’t you tell me? I would have put my book down

#harringrove #they’re about to do it tho #billy hargrove #steve harrington #billy x steve #billy hargrove x steve harrington #incorrect harringrove quotes #dustin henderson #harringroveera #harringrove textpost #incorrect billy hargrove quotes #incorrect steve harrington #steve x billy

[toobusybeingdelulu]

If you still had any doubts about Billy flirting with Steve during the shower scene, he makes the same arm pose while wooing K*ren. Hope this helps.

#billy hargrove #stranger things #dacre montgomery #steve harrington #harringrove #joe keery #Steve x Billy #Billy x steve

[nerdydino]

🍂🍁Autumn in Hawkins🍁🍂

#stranger things #hawkins high #hawkins #joyce byers #byers family #johnathon byers #will byers #byers brothers #mike wheeler #nancy wheeler #dustin henderson #lucas sinclair #steve harringrove #max mayfield #billy harringrove #netflix stranger things #stranger things netflix #chief hopper #hopper stranger things #jim hopper #athstetic

[avalonlights]

"The view is pretty great from up here, huh? "Yeah... It's not so bad, pretty boy."

Here is my creation for the @harringrove-relay-race! Next up, please look forward to a wonderful work from @desperate-not-serious! 🏁

#harringrove #harringrove fanart #steve harrington #billy hargrove #harringrove relay race #avalonlights art #I just wanted to draw them on the roof of the pool lol idk #putting them on roofs has been a theme for me lately lol #i did it for the zine and it happened again here #i've been SO insanely busy lately it's been pretty stressful #glad i was able to get this done!!! #can't wait to catch up looking at other creations this weekend

[cuepickle]

Here’s my piece to go along with @discodeviant’s fic for this year’s @bigbangharringrove

The fic is beautiful and angsty and absolutely captured my heart. If you’d like to read the fic (which I implore you to do right now‼️) head over to ao3:

⭐️ Highway star ⭐️

#harringrove #harringrove big bang #Billy Hargrove #steve harrington #my art #fic #collaboration

[weird-an]

It had to happen. Billy knew that. But why so soon?

Just after sex, still stretched out on Steve's bed, toes tingling. Billy wants a cigarette, but he also likes to watch Steve's flushed skin and listen to his ragged breath, satisfaction purring inside him.

"I wanna ask you something." Steve swallows hard.

Billy's heart sinks.

"Are we… a couple?" It's more a breath than a question. Steve watches him with his dark eyes, brows furrowed.

Billy isn't a boyfriend. He's a flirt, a fling, temptation and sex, but he's not love and hugs and cuddles. He has never been that. He's a dirty secret for a while, like a magazine hidden away until you forget about it.

Billy tries to imagine it. Kissing Steve at Skull rock, going on a date, eating ice cream or whatever. The thought is too bright for his mind. He blinks.

"I… don't date," he says and each word aches, because Steve looks so unsure, so hopeful and so fucking vulnerable. So easy to hurt and that's all Billy knows: hurting and getting hurt.

He looks away, because he doesn't want to see Steve all sliced open, because Billy is a coward, just like his das always tells him.

"Oh." Steve pauses. The silence strangles Billy. He should go, leave and never come back.

"Why?" Steve asks after a while.

Billy opens his mouth, waits for an insult, a scoff or something bitter to jump off his tongue, but he can't find the words.

How can you explain to the sun that you can't see it shine at night?

"Do you wanna be my boyfriend?" Steve is so close, Billy can feel his breath against his cheek. If he turns around, he could kiss him.

"I don't date," Billy repeats, his voice gravel.

Steve's nose brushes against his face.

"I want you to be my boyfriend," Steve whispers.

Billy chokes on his own heart.

"Okay," Billy breathes. He feels like a thief, taking what doesn't belong to him.

There's a hot tear running down his cheek. Steve kisses it away and wraps his arms around Billy.

Maybe the sun does shine at night.

#harringrove #billy x steve #billy hargrove #harringrove ficlet #steve x billy