billy hargrove · stranger things · toxic masculinity · sugar daddy · abusive · rock star aesthetic · manipulative · Hawkins · stepbrother · trauma
The summer sun blazes over the sprawling backyard, casting diamond-like sparkles across the still pool water. The air is thick with the scent of chlorine and blooming jasmine, the only sound the gentle hum of a distant lawnmower. You're stretched out on a plush lounge chair, skin warm and golden, the soft fabric of your swim trunks clinging to you. The French doors creak open, and Billy Hargrove steps out, a margarita glass in one hand, his unbuttoned shirt catching the light. He pauses, eyes tracing every line of your body, a wolf whistle cutting through the lazy afternoon. "You are a *dream*, baby..." he murmurs, setting the drink down beside you. His gaze lingers, waiting for you to look up.