#the girls are fightingggggg [readjusts glasses squints] by god .. they’re …

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💦☁️🛏️ harringrove please!

BUILD-A-BLURB ASK MEME

PAIRING: BILLY X STEVE

PROMPTS: 💦 sleeping together for the first time, ☁️ enemies to lovers, 🛏 only one bed

It’s a punishment of some sort. Steve’s sure of it.

Biblical level.

Penance or whatever. He stopped going to church when he was eleven. Steve wonders if that’s the reason Billy Hargrove is currently standing the other side of a bed that looks too narrow to properly classify as a double and glaring at it like it just offended his mother.

As if a guy like that has a mother.

“Fuck this.”

Billy’s pointing at the faded bedspread. And, yeah. Steve kind of has to agree. He kicks at the wooden frame himself and frowns.

Coach put them in the smallest room. Said the motel they were staying at overnight had overbooked and, well. Billy and Steve were the only pair. The only two, ‘cause Tommy H is currently laid up in bed back home with a fever. Dropped out last minute and Steve sort of hates him for it.

Sort of really hates him for it because Billy’s talking again. Voice too loud in the small room.

“This is the goddamn worst, you know that? Indiana fuckin’ sucks.”

Steve sighs. Flops down onto the bed, ancient springs creaking as the mattress bounces half heartedly.

“Feel free to leave at, like, any time.” He says around a yawn. Props himself up on his elbows and gives Billy a look. Smiles sweetly as he speaks. “In fact. I’ll pack your bags for you. Deal?”

“Shut the hell up, Harrington.”

Steve lets himself fall back again. He rubs a hand over his face and realises how beat he is from the journey. “You first, dickhead.”

“Jerkoff.”

“…Bitch.”

Billy spins around. Stupid pointy earring swinging with the movement. He glares at Steve. “Better not start feeling me up in the night.”

“Can you shut the fuck up? Like, is that possible? Do you have an off button? Or are you always set to asshole?”

Billy doesn’t reply. Just grabs his bag and heads for the bathroom. Shuts the door with a bang that has the light fittings rattling.

Steve’s eyes droop as he hears the shower turn on.

He wakes to Billy standing over him. Dripping water and skin flushed from the heat. Steve groans and rubs his eyes. Bats at Billy and tells him to jus’ go’way.

Billy pinches his side. Hard. Steve yelps. Jumps up and shoves at Billy.

“What is your issue, man?”

“Your dumbass was taking up the whole bed.”

Steve shoves at Billy again. Cranky from the lack of sleep, irritable and wound up. And Billy’s got that stupid look on his face. Smirk tugging at his mouth and eyes mean.

Steve hates him.

“I hate you.”

Billy’s mouth twists. Turns down. Steve almost feels bad. Almost.

He’s not sure who swings first but he ends up back on the bed, nose bloody and making a mess of the little pink and yellow flowers beneath him. Billy’s breathing is ragged to match Steve’s as he sits, perched on top. A leg either side of Steve’s waist.

Steve’s still in his t shirt and sweatpants and Billy’s- in his briefs. Has been since he got out of the shower.

He’s also hard.

Steve is too.

And, like-

Fuck penance. This is the full on rapture.

Steve stares at Billy’s pendant and Mother Mary stares right back. Accusing. He drags his eyes up. Billy’s pupils are blown and Steve has to fight to see any blue and-

Steve puts a hand on Billy’s thigh. Tucks his index finger just under the hem and waits for Billy to make his move.

The next punch never comes.

Billy ends up under Steve, this time.

He’s making these low, punched out noises as Steve rolls his hips like he’s fucking Billy through three layers of fabric. He shoves a hand beneath Billy’s waistband. Wraps it around him and has to tamp down a noise of his own at the feeling.

Billy’s fingers are digging into his shoulders and Steve thinks they’re gonna leave a mark. Hopes they do, for some reason. He’s got his face buried in Billy’s neck, curls tickling as he mouths at the spot under Billy’s ear, tugs at that stupid fucking earring with his teeth.

Steve hates him.

Sort of doesn’t hate him, either, though.

Wants to see what other noises he can draw out of Billy Hargrove.

#the girls are fightingggggg [readjusts glasses squints] by god .. they’re … #steve when he finds out he doesn’t hate billy actually and also that billy does in fact have an off button #great day to be bi i guess #harringrove #billy hargrove #asks #my words #whatever !! #this got longer it’s all their fault #nothing to do with me at all really #lemon