#certifiedprettyboy || steve

[thehomemadehooligan]

Through drunk bodies and loud music, Steve had been able to seak Billy out after they'd separated for a bit to converse with different people. Not saying much, Steve pulled Billy into a hug, pushing his hips forward on purpose to present his... distress. "I tried to be patient I really did-" he mumbled.

Billy was too much of an asshole to politely disengage from the conversation he’d been having, he just turned his attention to Steve and completely ignored the people he’d been talking to. “Hey, Pretty Boy.” He murmured, wrapping an arm around Steve and dropping a kiss on his neck. Letting out a little pleased hum at the press of his hips, Billy slipped his hand down to tuck it into Steve’s back pocket and squeeze, “I think you did alright, Stevie. You know I like it when you’re needy.” He smirked. Just as much as he liked when King Steve made a reappearance. “Wanna find somewhere quiet and I can help with that?”

[thehomemadehooligan]

[ text ]: I miss hugging you and smelling your hair (in a non-weird way!). - Steve

[Text to Pretty Boy] You can’t just make that not weird by saying so.[Text to Pretty Boy] But I miss you too.[Text to Pretty Boy] Can’t wait until I can kiss you again.[Text to Pretty Boy] I get my keys back at noon tomorrow.[Text to Pretty Boy] So I’m coming over to you straight away.

[thehomemadehooligan]

Closed Starter for @certifiedprettyboy || Billy Hargrove || Modern Verse

[Text to Pretty Boy] There must be something wrong with my eyes.  [Text to Pretty Boy]I can’t take them off you.

[thehomemadehooligan]

"Every day you seem to become more and more of an asshole and I'm never not surprised" moody steve for Billy

Leaning on the video store counter, Billy smirked at Steve at the grumpy words, “And yet, you can’t stop yourself from checking me out, can you, Pretty Boy?”

[thehomemadehooligan]

Closed Starter for @certifiedprettyboy || Billy Hargrove & Steve Harrington

The Camaro pulled up in a blast of noise, a purring engine and thumping rock music all shutting off suddenly once he’d parked. Max was up and out of the car as soon as was physically possible, jogging up to the door and knocking, while Billy moved in a much lazier, slower fashion. He unfolded long limbs from the open door and pushed himself up in an easy motion, locking the door and taking one last drag on his cigarette, flicking the butt away before he sauntered up to the door. His eyes met Steve’s when the door opened and he ran his tongue over his lower lip, “Don’t get your panties in a twist, Harrington, I’m only here to look after the shitbird.” He drawled, nodding his chin towards his step-sister.