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lovebillyhargrove

Steve : "Whoa, hold on a second, Hargrove, is there anything you're planning to do with my blood !?"

rockyroadnotmoosetracks

when billy finds out him and steve have the same blood type he one hundred percent has a normal human reaction /sarc

lovebillyhargrove

Tags by @rockyroadnotmoosetracks yesss

amikoroyaiart

My piece for @summerof85zine

shieldofiron

Steve can't help what's romantic to him, ok?

safk-art

sharkbilly and steve :)

[P4tre0n] [Linktr.ee]

necro-nonnie

some-radical-notion

yall responded really well to the first one so here’s another (slightly older) piece i did, also as a gift (this time for @mischief-mistlefoe). I never posted it on here so here you go

i can’t draw cars

@harringroveweekoflove

horbivilla

This gif omg

rollinzuniverse

oh Billy Hargrove how you’re deeply missed today especially your camaro and badass looks come backkkkk my love 😩😍

holy-harringrove

Everyone knows Steve being sassy with a kitchen towel.

But what about Billy flirting with a kitchen towel?

Billy being obsessed with Steve is great, but Steve being obsessed with Billy??? I'll eat that shit up any day.

Steve has no idea why he thinks about that blond so much. Loud-mouthed, disrespectful, never pleasant.

Steve keeps showing up at the community pool, even though he has a pool at home. Dustin even asks him one day, "Why are you always here? I mean... doesn't your own pool work anymore?"

Steve doesn't answer. He lets his sunglasses hide his eyes, completely transfixed by Hargrove, shirtless, his skin gleaming under the sun as he argues with a bunch of bratty kids.

Even at a party, distracted while talking and laughing with Robin, Steve's attention is always stolen the moment Billy makes his presence known. He tries. He really tries to pay attention to the conversation, to the way Robin dances awkwardly or how she's terrible at flirting. But it's impossible. Impossible for his eyes not to drift toward the way Billy holds a cigarette like he doesn't have a care in the world, how effortless and razor-sharp his smile becomes whenever he spots a pretty girl he's interested in, how Billy easily broke his record by becoming the new Keg King, and how he never misses a chance to brag about it.

Steve dreams about Billy.

He doesn't want to. He hates Hargrove's guts. But there he is. That razor-sharp smile. That infuriating confidence. That low, arrogant voice saying, "What's up, pretty boy?" as he closes in on Steve, trapping him against the locker room bathroom wall. Steve feels his skin prickle. At the same time he wants to shove Billy away and fucking punch him in the face, he also wants to see just how far this teasing will go. Billy lets out a quiet laugh, his warm breath brushing against Steve's face.

"Cat got your tongue?"

Steve wakes up.

He's drenched in sweat, doesn't know where he is, feels drunk. Shame crashes over him the moment he realizes what that dream did to him.

He's hard.

And he can't deny it anymore.

He's hopelessly obsessed with Billy Hargrove.