#alpha billy

[the-queens-pup]

for the billtheo Nation, here's part of my notes for my billtheo omegaverse 🔥 I'll start working on it again soon after I finish my flamedy work fr --pup

[beelzel-brat]

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In Madelyne Stillwells' murder attempt by Billy Butcher, it's revealed that Homelander is actually an omega who's been kept on inhibitors since forever, and pumped full of alpha hormones.

An internal panic attack causes Homelander to go into heat and Butcher takes his chance to mate and bond with the supe, all for the plan to use the emotionally unstable omega to rid himself of all supes once and for all... But is Butcher really using John or does he actually feel something for the blond supe?

Hi, hi, hi! Do you like Butchlander? Do you like omegaverse? This is for you! Just make sure to read all tags and make sure none of your triggers are there! And maybe play trigger bingo and message me if you managed to fill up your card. I'll be so proud of myself. This shit is literally my MAGNUS OPUS! Im allowing y'all the pleasure of having the chance to read it.

[prettyboybillyhargrove]

A/B/O Harringrove Fic Rec p1

Okay since I’m pushing my a/b/o agenda lately and saw people are interested in it I wanted to recommend some of the fics I liked. / Most (probably all ngl) of this contain Omega and bottom Billy. Read at your own risk. Also, this is absolutely not in any order.

Ps: Okay this is part 1. Part 2 is gonna be multi chaptered ones. Also a couple of more one shots. Cause apparently there's soooooo much i wanna share.

i’m used to feeling that fire by cursedtobechaos on ao3   Words:10553  

Billy’s not used to feeling like prey. Especially not prey for Steve fucking Harrington, the same alpha he beat the absolute crap out of not too long ago.

"You are not fucking me in the showers,"  Steve in fact, fucked him in the showers(kinda). Alpha Steve came to school when he’s in his rut and Billy gives him a hand (or mouth, and more)

Upside Down, You're Turning Me by @ImNeitherornor on ao3 Words:7885  

“Let me get this straight. You want me to go into the middle of the fucking woods in below zero temperatures to find someone who is probably high as a kite and just having the time of his damned life?”  

Sex pollen fic we all need.

None Brighter Than Your Eyes by Doodsxd on ao3   Words:9991  

Sex Ed course came once again, and, for the first time, Billy listened.

He listened, because it started to match and make sense with what Max’s little troup told him over and over again.

Apparently, it was biology which dictated that omega jewelry wasn’t just a futility or decoration, or even a signal that the omega was taken. It wasn’t a trade, sex for jewelry, like Neil had taught him all his life. No: scientists had found back in the sixties that omega jewelry has a soothing effect, especially during heat, as a reminder of love and affection; something tangible and available at all times, even when no one is.

This is so fucking poetic and pretty. You MUST read!

Misunderstanding by prettyboiiharringrove on ao3  Words:1503  

Harringrove Halloween Countdown // October 11 — Billy has always been a grumpy asshole, so the kids typically let most of his behavior slide, for Steve's sake, but as the clues get weirder it's obvious something is up with him, and they have to fix it before Steve finds out.

This is a mpreg story. The sauna scene with a little twist. I cry while reading this I’m not kidding. Also, you can read this whole series if you guys wanna read more mpreg billy.

A Start by ImNeitherNor on ao3   Words:5574  

The quarry was always Steve’s go to when he needed a place to breathe, an area where the smells weren’t in his face and he could think straight. It was strange how one person’s heat could trigger another. Steve, a slightly cowed alpha after Hargrove rolled in, was done with the overpowering scents and the looks that were being thrown around.  

DOM STEVE BILLY IN HEAT WHAT MORE I NEED TO SAY?

Hold Me Tight Or Don't by BTSBlossom on ao3     Words:4808    

Billy has some news for Steve, he just doesn't know how to tell him. At least he knows he's got Ms. Byers on his side. She'll be there for Billy if Steve isn't.

This is more about the pregnancy than a/b/o, Joyce being a good mom to Billy UwU also tw: talking about abortion

sandman by Rebldomakr on ao3   Words:2226  

Steve’s not a fighter. He sucks at it, actually. He’s a little soft, but he isn’t totally weak or awfully tiny. He’s a good Alpha in many of the ways that count! Just because he isn’t running around sleeping with anyone willing, picking fights, and beating people to death doesn’t mean he’s a bad Alpha. And though Billy might do all that, but he isn't a bad Omega.

some short cute porn lol (steve has a breeding kink what a surprise lmao)

Silk by Rebldomakr on ao3   Words:3393  

In Indiana, Omega suppressants are banned. Billy runs out after a while.

tw: neil hargrove

Moaning Lisa Smile by trashcangimmick   Words: 3,735  

Billy maybe kind of hides the fact that he’s an Omega because he’s too queer, and too pretty, and would rather not deal with a bunch of idiot Alphas trying to screw the gay out of him. But Steve’s not an Alpha. Steve is also very pretty.

beta steve/omega billy, wet and messy, SEX BEHIND THE CAMARO FUCK YEAH also in the shower fşldkfkd

+ one Alpha/Alpha

with them indiana boys (on them indiana nights) by ToAStranger   Words: 4,842  

The thing is, when Billy first saw Steve Harrington, he knew.  

He grew up knowing.  It was hard not to, with all of those hormones and instincts running through his fucking veins.  He knew, one day, he’d run across someone that smelled so right, so fucking perfect that he’d want nothing more than to bury his face against their scent gland and breathe in until the smell becomes a taste becomes a sensation becomes--

Well.  The thing is, he’s always known.

"But you're my omega."

Steve falters, shaking his head, teeth catching on his lower lip and despite it all, Billy wants to kiss him again.

"No." Steve says. "Billy, I'm an alpha. Always have been. I'm-- I'm sorry. I thought you knew."

Tagging:(according to my post about a/b/o fic rec you guys seemed interested) @shprka @disdaidal @wixterirox @madsexcellency @andromedaspark @stedilly @billyhargrovesupsidedownshadow @ariamariastark1 @eddiebillysteve

[whataboutthefish]

Whumpy Harringroveson A/B/O feels.

Alpha Eddie, Alpha Billy, Omega Steve

TW ptsd

After everything happened  it didn’t take long for the pair to become a trio. Billy and Steve both agreed that Eddie was the missing piece, he’d proven himself time and again, a real good alpha, one that didn’t make Billy's hackles rise. That was a rare thing, and one they both understood meant a hell of a lot. 

It felt like the natural progression when they invited Eddie into their bed, and their hearts. After Steve’s next heat they moved in together, their nest expanding to fit three. Even Billy was surprised when he allowed another alpha to sleep at his back but Eddie took on the role of caretaker in their nest. One he fit into naturally. 

Even still, at times there were beasts even Eddie couldn’t fight off. They all bore their scars from Vecna, some worse than others, some not as visible as the scars that had begun to silver on their skin. Some things that might never truly heal. 

It was Billy’s cries that pierced the night, Steve must have burrow himself off in the nest’s wall, he was in preheat and alpha’s were “too stinky and hot” for him at these times. So Billy was curled up on himself, when he began to scream. His body spasmed where Eddie touched him, and Billy started to chant “No. no no no no nonono,” his voice cracked and raw.

Eddie shot up immediately moving away from Billy, he looked over to Steve who was sitting on his knees watching Eddie retreat. They all had nightmares, although they were far less often these days, they still came. A lot of it was from Vecna or the Russians or any of the horrors the upside down wrought on them, but not all of them. 

Billy’s nightmares tended to be different, Billy’s scars ran deep, carved into his soul, and no amount of safety and protection Eddie provided could keep Billy from them. Eddie learnt early that the scent of an alpha only made things worse, it hurt to stand back and watch as one of his mates went through hell but he held himself still and watched their omega work.

Steve crawled forward with an omega purr in his throat and all the calming scent he could muster. He lay down close to Billy but not touching. The touching would come until after, now they focused on calming the alpha. Billy would scream so much Eddie could feel the tears in his eyes begin to overflow and his heart clench. It was nights like these Eddie wished he could kill a man, he dreamed of ripping Billy’s father’s throat out. 

Tonight Billy reacted to an unseen boot, his cries turned to whimpers and he sounded so small. Eddie started to sing, the only thing to work when Billy was so lost to the nightmare, the first lines to Mad World filled the room, Eddie’s deep voice cracking over the words as he fought to keep himself together. The time seemed to stretch out before them, Steve so close Billy would feel his breath dance across his face, his scent full of love and protection, and Eddie’s song surrounding them. 

Billy’s eyes opened wide, his body going rigid, he was unseeing at first and Steve trilled, reminding his mate where he was, the seconds stretched out before Billy frantically pulled Steve to his chest, his nose burrowed in Steve’s neck and he cried. The sobs wracked his whole body, making him sound so broken, he’d apologise to the darkness, beg forgiveness when none was needed and Steve would hold him tight and let Billy fall apart in his arms. When the tears stopped, Billy croaked out Eddie’s name. The alpha coming up to Billy then, stroking a hand through his hair guiding the strands out of his face so he could look up at Eddie. 

Eddie smiled down at Billy, blinking slowly allowing the alpha to see there was no threat, a small dip of the chin from Billy and Eddie would lay down and wrap himself around his mate. After one of these nightmares, when the phantom hands had been pushed away and his mind firmly back in the nest with his mates, Billy needed touch.

He needed the firm claiming touch of an alpha he loved, an alpha he trusted with his life, one he would bare his throat to without a single hesitation. Eddie covered Billy’s back, because he was their protector, he would fight the monsters so Billy could find peace enough to sleep.

[queer-coded-camaro-driver]

hi do you think you could do a story where omega steve takes care of sick alpha billy 🥺 just love the thought of billy thinking steve is being so overdramatic with all his concern and telling him to stop bc he’s supposed to be the one doing the caretaking but also relishing in someone taking care of him in a way he’s never experienced before

Okay so this probably isn't EXACTLY what you pictured, it's more character study than plot, but... It's really fuckin' soft.

Harringrove fluff, A/B/O, established relationship, sickfic

There are many historical Omegan stereotypes that Steve fights tooth-and-nail to disprove on a daily basis. He isn’t dainty, he’s only polite in certain company, he isn’t soft spoken, and he doesn’t simply agree to things for the sake of a peaceful environment. He has the scars and long-healed fractures to prove his physical ferocity, too. 

But there’s one aspect of his nature that he no longer tries to overcome. He doesn’t spend unnecessary energy trying to hide or ignore his caretaker’s instincts, not after what happened at the junkyard.

Steve loves taking care of people. Lucas sprained his ankle during a preseason basketball practice game in eighth grade and his ‘babysitter’ did such a good job keeping him in line that he was back on the court three days earlier than the doctor predicted. It’s a talent the Omega is proud of. He’s really good at making people feel better.

Billy, unfortunately, is not used to being taken care of. He’s always protecting Max (and Steve, though he constantly refutes it to his boyfriend’s face). He’s always working himself to the bone at the pool or apprenticing for a local mechanic to pay for new clothes. Or gifts and dates for Steve. The Alpha has always been a giver and a protector. 

So when he gets sick with a highly contagious Alpha-specific virus in the early autumn and can’t go to school for an entire week, he resigns himself to pushing through it like he usually does. 

But now he has Steve at his side, and Steve makes a world of difference. 

Bowls of warm, delicious homemade soup are pushed into Billy’s hands twice a day, always a different flavor and always fresh. He’s given either oatmeal or toast for breakfast, with tea and fruit if the first half doesn’t upset his stomach. Steve watches him eat and wipes at the corners of his mouth with a napkin – not with an air of disapproval that makes Billy feel infantilized, but with a tender attentiveness that melts the Alpha to his core.

“I love you, but I don’t love finding food in your mustache,” the Omega jokes.

Steve fucking dotes on him all week long. His boyfriend waits on him hand and foot like Billy is some kind of spoiled fairy-tale prince. It’s… It’s really fucking nice, actually, and Billy has no clue how to deal with that realization. 

The realization that he doesn’t have to suffer his way through life, hurting and alone. Not anymore. 

He thanks Steve for every little favor, desperate to communicate just how much he appreciates the kind treatment. Steve’s gentle hands. Billy has to make his boyfriend understand that he’ll do anything for him. He’ll complete whatever task is set to him.

He’ll do everything in his power to make Steve happy, too.

[midnightmare-fics]

Leather Says What Teeth Cannot

Ship: Harringrove (Steve Harrington/Billy Hargrove)

Rating: Mature

Word Count: 5,336

Warnings: omegaverse, a/b/o, alpha billy, omega steve, soft af billy hargrove, possessive steve, possessive omega, sweet alpha, bonding/mating collars, bonding bites, mature only because these boys have potty mouths and always are dtf (like Steve tries I think 3 seperate times to get into Billy's pants???)

Summary:

Unfortunately, omegas don't have the ability to mark their alpha as their own. Mating bites left by an alpha will remain on an omega's skin for the rest of their lives, but no such thing exists in the opposite format. Steve is constantly disheartened by the fact the mating bites he leaves on Billy always heal within a few hours. Billy, who wants nothing more than for his omega to be happy, gets the brilliant idea to take a fading tradition and turn it on its head.

Bingo: @harringroveson-bingo

Card 2, Prompt C3 - Possessive Steve

Link:

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[barbarasbae]

Even in Hawkins- Nerves

Part 15 of Even in Hawkins 

Word Count: 2.5k

Warnings: hospitals, call back/mentions of miscarraige, healing, Neil makes an appearance, complicated feelings are had ( they’re starting to figure their dynamics out)

Hi welcome to the literal 8th version of this chapter that I’ve written in the past...4 months? Finally finally happy with the final product. 

Billy was in the hospital for 5 more days, Max and Steve helping him practice walking. Y/n would help, but Max felt she needed to do it and Steve was stronger than Y/n, so it was probably for the best. “You’re doing great, Billy.” She called, the group turning around. His face was pink. “Do you need to slow down?” Max asked, concerned. “M’ fine.” He walked back to the room, Max trading her spot with Y/n. “Oof! Forgot how heavy you are.” She teased, Billy nipping her ear. She giggled, nudging him back. They helped him back in bed, the nurse on duty coming in to check on his stitches. Steve squeezed Y/n’s shoulder, bumping his nose against her ear. “You okay?”

“Yeah..just..nervous.” She admitted. “Why?”

“Just about..stuff. Like stitches and stairs.” She sat next to Billy, looking at the clock. Visiting hours were almost over. “Can you stay tonight?” Billy asked quietly, looking at his lap. “Sure. Something wrong?”

He shrugged, a mild pout on his face. She leaned in, Max and Steve starting to chatter about something. “It’s okay to be nervous.” She promised in a whisper, pressing her cheek against his, feeling heat flood his cheeks at the contact. “You embarrassed, silly?”

He grumbled, Y/n smiling. “Hey, do you think you two could give us a moment alone?” Y/n asked Max and Steve, nudging Billy. Both looking reluctant. “I’m really hungry actually. Could you go get me a sandwich or something?” Billy asked, taking the hint. The pair walked out, Steve looking a little flushed. Billy reached over, grabbing her closest hand.  Y/n rested her chin on his shoulder, poking his cheek with her nose. She felt the alpha let out a shuddering breath, laying back into the pillows. “Hey, it’s okay. We’re okay.” He whimpered, turning his head. “I can’t-all those people. How can I just go home and act like nothing happened?” He asked in a whisper. Y/n was quiet. How can you? 

“I don’t know, B. I guess you’ll just have to try to live your best or something like that?” That made his mouth quirk in a little smile. “Or something.” His voice was small. Y/n found Billy was turning more and more inward, getting quieter and quieter. Very similar to how he was when he first woke up. This wouldn’t do, of course. The omega in Y/n was practically screaming for her to fix it. 

“Bill?”

“Hm?”

“Love you.” She told him softly, the blond giving her a brilliant smile. “Love you too.” She leaned back into him, Billy pulling her back into a hug, her nose pressed back into his hair. Billy pressed his nose into her scent gland, letting out a long sigh. 

“Can’t wait to scent you how I actually want to.” She murmured, feeling the tip of Billy’s nose rubbing along the curve of her neck and became extremely aware that the doctor was coming into the room. She pulled back gently. “No-” He whined, following her. 

“As much as I’m enjoying it, we have an audience.” She cooed, kissing him and helping him lay down. She sat next to him in a chair, a nurse walking over to check his vitals. Billy grabbed for her hand, the heart monitor speeding up. Y/n rubbed the inside of his palm, not wanting Billy to strain against his IV. 

“Hey William. How are you feeling today?” He shrugged. “Well, that’s better than a grunt I suppose.” The nurse took his temperature, Dr. Owens flipping through the file. “You walked earlier today?” 

“Yeah.”

“Good. I figured we’d discuss some of what you’ll need to do during recovery so check out on Friday can go faster.”

“I get to go home?” Dr. Owens nodded. “I have a list I’ll hand off to you but for now I’ll read you the most important ones. No getting stitches wet for at least another three weeks. You have to quit smoking. We can’t risk it with your weak lungs. No lifting anything heavy for at least 8 weeks and no driving heavy machinery for another 2. I want you to come see me once a week for therapy and at least another session once a week for physical therapy after your 8 weeks is up.” 

“Okay.” Billy’s voice was small. “This isn’t necessary, but I am going to recommend cutting your hair. 

“Doc, you gotta leave me with something.”

“Unless you have someone do it for you, because you strike me as someone who takes care of it, I recommend cutting it so you don’t have to worry about lifting your arms above your shoulder. Easy way to rip stitches.” Billy was getting upset. “We’ll figure something out.” Y/n promised, trying to reassure him. “Sandra here will tell you how to take care of your stitches. I’ll see you in the morning. Call if you need anything.”

“Would it be alright for me to stay here overnight?” The nurse nodded, going to get a special form for her. Steve and Max finally came back, passing out sandwiches. “You need me to get you anything?” The other omega asked before leaning his weight on the bed, eyes darting back and forth between the couple in front of him. “I think I’m okay for now. I’ll just go home in the morning for new clothes and stuff probably. You need anything, B?”

 “I’m good.” Steve handed Billy his sandwich, looking pleased with himself when the alpha took a bite. “Would it be alright if I hug you before I leave?” Steve asked, more so looking at Y/n then he was Billy. “Yeah. That would be nice.” The blond smiled. The older omega squeezed in tight, the slight scenting not going unnoticed by Y/n. “I feel like I need a hug as well.” She teased, scenting Steve as well, a little chirp escaping her at the wonderfully safe, warm and familiar scent of Steve. “Well now I’m a little jealous.” Billy teased, the omegas laughing. “Ready Max?”

“I don’t wanna goooo.” She whined, dragging herself over to the cot. “Love you Billy.” She mumbled, embracing him in a way that was less a hug and more max wilting into him. “Love you too, shitbird.” She stuck her tongue out, Steve having to drag her away. 

Y/n turned the tv on, the pair inhaling turkey sandwiches from the cafeteria. 

She felt Billy’s eyes on her, the omega leaning closer. “Penny for your thoughts?” 

“Did you ever go to the hospital after, you know?” 

“What?”

“The baby?” Billy whispered and suddenly the only noise in the room was the tv. “Oh.”

“...”

“Yeah, I did. That’s the only reason I knew it was...a miscarraige.” She told him softly, the alpha reaching for her hand. “I could have gone with you.” She shook her head. “It was just me and my mom. I was so scared, I wasn’t even thinking about trying to tell anyone else.” 

“I’m sorry.” He squeezed her hand, Y/n wiping at her face. “I didn’t mean to make you upset.”

“No I’m fine.”

“Don’t lie, Y/n.”

“I’m not. Promise,”

She slept curled in the recliner, waking up every time a nurse came to check on Billy.  Everyone continued to visit him throughout the week, the alpha forgetting to mention his impending release coming up. 

The morning of Billy’s last day in the hospital, Billy received a 5 page pamphlet of instructions as well as a non-disclosure agreement. Dr. Owens mentioned he should be getting a check in the mail in a few weeks and that he needed to come back Tuesday for his first physical therapy appointment. Then he was free to go. 

“Well, first day free. What do you want to do?” She asked the blond as they got on the road. “I want a burger.” 

“Okay, greasy burger coming up. It okay if we make a few more stops after?” He nodded, playing with one of the strings on his hoodie. 

 She pulled into the video store parking lot, Billy following behind her, tugging his sleeves down. She reached for his hand, the blond eagerly taking it. “Y/n?” Steve called from the counter, Robin flipping through a comic book. They came over. “Holy shit. Billy! Hey man!” He came around the counter and hugged the alpha, Billy hugging back tightly. Steve tried to be subtle about scenting him but failed pretty spectacularly, causing the other omega to laugh. Steve smiled sheepishly, blushing when Billy buried his face in Steve’s neck. “You’re not the only ones here, dinguses.” Robin chided, Steve yanking away. “I think I should get a hug too.” Y/n teased, Steve throwing his arms around her. “This okay?” He asked quietly, nosing at her scent gland.  “Oh-uh. y-yeah. Yeah it’s okay.” She hugged back tightly. “So what brings you here?”

“Movies.”

“Oh, right.” Steve laughed, rubbing a hand over the back of his neck. He hopped back over the counter, Robin rolling her eyes. Billy meandered, grabbing a couple movies. “Okay, that’s gonna be $4.79.” Steve chirped, smiling up at Billy. Y/n handed off a 5. “I don’t want any change.”

“Hold on.” He grabbed a couple candy bars. “$5 solid.” 

“Thanks, Stevie.” Billy piped up, reaching for Y/n’s hand. “No problem.”

“Steven, you’re drooling.” Robin sighed, closing the comic. “I am not!” 

Y/n smiled. “Wanna come over for movies tomorrow?” 

“Oh, sure.”

“Cool. It’s a date.” Y/n winked, Steve turning pink. “Later, pretty boy.” Billy threw in a wink of his own, Robin cackling as they turned to leave. “Dingus, get off the floor.” Y/n and Billy giggled, the former pulling the blond alpha outside. After getting snacks, Y/n started toward his house to let Billy rest. They pulled into his driveway, Billy looking tense. “Want me to walk you to the door?” He shook his head. “It’s okay. I’ll call you after dinner if I can come over?” She nodded. “Love you, B.” She leaned over, nuzzling the alpha’s scent gland. He let out an involuntary purr. “Okay, get off of me. Won’t ever get home.” He teased, kissing her forehead. She waved as he walked up the pavement, driving off. 

Max opened the door after he knocked on it, stunned. “B-billy?!” 

“Hi Max.” 

She threw her arms around him, crying. He put the box down and hugged her back, Max not letting him go for a good 5 minutes. Neil watched them, not saying anything yet. Susan pulled him into a tight hug, saying she had been so worried about him. Max followed him into his room, asking question after question. “Maxine! Let him breathe.” Neil called. “It’s okay.” Billy said to her. She nodded and scooted into her room, Billy laying down on his bed. Neil came in, Billy sitting up in a panic. “Come to the kitchen.” He did, cautious. His body still hurt so much, he wasn’t ready for what pain might be coming. Susan set a plate of food in front of him. Neil pat his shoulder (a little too hard, mind you), squeezing in a way that made Billy straighten his spine in response. “We were so worried, Billy.” Neil said, voice...quiet? 

Susan nodded. “What did the doctors say?”

“Oh, I don’t remember everything but I have some instructions. I have to do some physical therapy and they had to do surgery on my lungs. Ma’am.” 

“MAXINE!”

“WHAT?!” 

“GET YOUR BROTHERS PAPERS FROM THE HOSPITAL.” 

She brought them in, Billy slowly eating the soup in front of him. Billy saw his father’s eyes go wide. “Don’t worry. The guys who own the mall are paying for everything. They don’t want us to sue them.” He repeated the lie Dr. Owens had instructed him to tell. Neil patted him on the shoulder. “Well, I’m glad you’re okay. And if they don’t pay for all of it I’m gonna sue them for all their worth.” Billy nodded. And then he was left alone. Well, sorta. Susan wouldn’t stop staring at him as he walked from the kitchen to the bathroom to his bedroom. He flipped through the pages Dr. Owens had given, grimacing at the appointment list. He was just tired. And the thought of having to do all that was exhausting. “Billy?”

“Hm?”

“I-mom got you something.” He got up, grunting. “Can I come in?”

“Yeah.” She had a phone in her hands. “They said I can connect it for you in here, if you want?”

“Sure, Max.” He sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. “Or not…”

“No, it’s okay. I’m just tired.” She nodded. “Can I put it here?” He nodded, laying back down. “Thanks, Max.” 

“Call your girlfriend.” She poked his arm. He smiled. “You’re not gonna be using this to call you know who lets get that straight now.” She huffed but didn’t yell at him. He called Y/n after his door was shut. 

“Hey baby.” He smiled, speaking to her softly. “Hi. Do you wanna come over?”

“Can I bring Max?”

“Sure. What time?”

“I don’t care. Now?”

“See you in twenty.” 

They watched back to the future in Y/n’s room, Billy having an arm around each girl. Max only lasted about ten minutes before she complained his arm was heavy. Y/n played with his hair, kissing his cheek every once and awhile. She missed him like hell. And she fell asleep during the movie like 40 minutes in. “Baby, you’re missing it.” He cooed, her resting on his shoulder. She blinked awake, nudging his nose with hers. “I’m probably not gonna make it through the movie.” She said, putting her hand on his chest. Max had moved so she was resting on her elbows towards the end of the bed, kicking her feet. Y/n turned on her side, hiding her face in Billy’s neck, the alpha rubbing his cheek on top of her head.  

“Isn’t Marty kinda hot, Y/n? Y/n?” Max turned her head to see her older brother and his girlfriend asleep. She groaned and got up. “Gross.” She actually thought they were really cute but she would never admit that out loud. She decided to venture downstairs, Y/n’s mom in the kitchen. “Hey sweetie. Who are you?”

“Max Mayfield. I’m Billy’s sister.”

“Nice to meet you.”

“You too. Do you have any ice cream?” Y/n’s mom let her take it upstairs, Max grimacing at the site of Billy drooling on his girlfriend. 

Max bounced as she sat, waking Y/n up. “What’s happening?”

“Want some ice cream?” 

“Sure.” The girls shared ice cream, finishing the movie. 

“Billy, you need to wake up.”

“Five more minutes…” He pleaded, rolling into the pillows. “Ah, fuck.” 

“Careful. Gotta take it easy.” She helped him sit up. “I gotta take you home.”

“Don’t wanna leave.” He whined, pushing his face into her chest. “Billy I’m tired.” Max whined, sugar crash hitting her hard. “You need to go get sleep before our date tomorrow.” Y/n whispered, Billy smiling. “Fine, fine. I’m getting up.” He grumbled, Y/n driving a sleepy Max and Billy home, stomach in knots at the prospect of their movie date tomorrow with Steve. 

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[hardlyharringrove]

Can someone give me this Omega Steve who wears pretty pastel colored skirts and warm crop top sweaters who is actually insanely smart but everyone at Uni just assumes he’s another pretty face omega with Alpha Billy who wastes his time at Uni because he’s on a baseball scholarship and a degree in Poetry. Billy who had given up on finding love after his first boyfriend broke his heart so now he just fucks anything with legs, drinks an unhealthy amount and writes sad poetry that helps him pass through Uni, but then he meets Steve, Steve who wears flower crowns in his hair and only eats the purple m&ms because they taste the best. Steve who is the only Sophmore with a passing grade in intro to Nanotechnology. Steve who turns him down for a quickie at Tommy’s party because he’s an omega with morals and a boyfriend.Steve who is an omega who’s not afraid to give him attitude but will also cry when Billy steps on the flowers he’d planted outside of his sorority. And Steve has a boyfriend who is preapproved by his parents but never gives him any attention, calls Steve stupid and slow, an alpha who only brings Steve to parties to show him off as a trophy and to brag about the wealthy family he’s going to marry into. But then he starts to really notice billy, billy who writes him Shakespeare on notes and leaves them on Steve’s desk . Billy who went out of his way to buy bags of m&ms and sort through to find all the purple ones (because he was listening when Steve said they were his favorite). Billy who who grabs him by the hand at 2am when they’re both high on the top of the astronomy building and pulls him close, whispers how Steve is good enough. Maybe they slow burn fall in love ( because that’s the best kind of love fr) and Billy doesn’t know how to tell Steve that he smells like white chocolate and rose petals but it’s a smell he wants to come home to. And Steve doesn’t know how to tell Billy that even though he’s maybe probably kinda in love with him, the reason he turned him down is because his parents expect the absolute best out of him and he can’t be caught dead dating an alpha who isn’t going to become a lawyer or a doctor. So as much as he wants to leave the alpha his parents picked out, Steve doesn’t because he wants his parents to be proud of him no matter how bad their ideals for him are and whether or not it makes him happy, when it’s obvious that Billy is the reason for his smile and the reason he gets up in the morning. I could go on and on and make a whole plot about this i swearrrrrr