Billy’s eyes pick up the yellow neon like wet glass, looking up at Steve from under his lashes fanned out thick across his freckled cheeks. “Since when are you some guy?” He says, hand wrist-deep in Steve’s chest.
ahhh kill me with this. For the magical and gorgeous @lazybakerart and their breathtakingly incredible series falling for you in hawkins, indi-fucking-ana that still has me by the gd mf throat - screaming and ripping myself into shreds. i love this series SO MUCH, I would die for these fics <3 Thank you so much!!! x x x

















