#the-goddamn-babysitter

[dusterson]

@the-goddamn-babysitter replied from here:

"Alright that's it you little shit. No more Christmas songs or drives to the arcade for you!"

"WHAT??! But it's the TRUTH! You just don't wanna jam to the jolly jingles with me. I thought we were PALS!"

[mcsaiccfmusesa]

@the-goddamn-babysitter​ liked for a starter with Gay Panic(tm) Max

“So what if I was staring? It doesn’t mean shit--just, drop it Steve.” What would he know about the pain of loving your best friend from afar? And ever since she’d come back, Max felt more and more certain that word applied; love. 

[dusterson]

OLIVE YOU! aND murry chrysler if you celebrate.

OLIVES????

I jest, I jest, I have olives UwU *shot*

And a belated marill crisis to you too! I hope your winter's going well for you 💙 and if not I'll turn into a weather phenomena and make the season cooperate for you >8Y

[awfulfew-a]

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Confusion puts a crease in his brow, eyes just slightly squinted while he processes the other's request. Despite how close they've become, despite the fact that it's usually Steve who started the intimate dialog, who showed significantly less struggle with being open and honest and kind, Billy isn't sure when the last time he was so bluntly asked for help like this.

All in all, he has to wonder if this was progress for Steve as it would be for himself in reversed roles, or if it was a sign of just how badly the brunette was doing. He doesn't know how to feel about it either but that at least, is something Billy knows how to manage. "Yeah... Sure." He won't ask just yet, nor does he let his face reflect any of those deeper thoughts before stepping into the other's space.

Billy hooks his chin over Steve's shoulder, carefully releasing his breath as his arms wrap around the other's form. He doesn't want to try and crush him, he just wants the hold to be secure- if a little hesitant in all of this concern.

[awfulfew-a]

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He's bracing for a lot. In Billy's experience, genuinely intimate moments were hard to come by. It's not the first time ever he's had it, but it is the first since Starcourt burned. After that summer it had taken him ages to even try. After that summer, Billy's cheap thrills only expanded as his nature as an adrenaline junkie returned, what self esteem he had was torn apart, and initially it turned out that any friends he had in Hawkins considered him too depressing to be around while recovering... If they were even alive. Then one thing led to another those lonely nights, over and over again.

Nothing he did in Indiana was intimate, yet here he is with his lower lip was sticking out just enough to be considered a pout, eyes wide and sad locked onto Steve's. With someone else he would be trying even harder to hide those details, but here with him-

It's not often Billy lets his guard down like this, nor admit when he's lost or uneasy by asking for direction - despite, of course, how much more comfortable he would be in general if he did so more often.

Steve's response is as kind as he might have expected logically. His touch is twice as gentle, and ten times more so than what he's grown so accustomed to. Billy doesn't flinch so much as he shudders; eyes fluttering shut just before their lips met and the blonde absolutely melted into him, pressing his chest up against Steve's and with obvious hesitance placing his own hands on the brunette's waist.

[awfulfew-a]

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Right, therapy. That would be smart. Chrissy knows a lot of people, knows who has connections and by now knows a decent amount about everything that was going on in secret here-

At the same time, her old connections were faded, if not completely severed these days. The newer ones - the ones that knew why she was changing because they'd been through it all too - they were great people but she doesn't speak to them too often. She can't ask Joyce Byers to help her out when she only comes around once a month or so. Her own family certainly weren't going to get her any help either. Even the prescriptions they gave her didn't have her name on them, and the only therapy they recognized were conversion camps.

"How do you deal with it? The hard days..?"

[awfulfew-a]

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He doesn't want to be doing this. Billy isn't prepared for a relationship, he isn't even sure how someone decided if they're ready or if that's what they wanted when being so sure of it going wrong.

Faking a relationship? How was that any better? Billy's own dumb mouth was putting him in an even worse position, and rubbing his shortcomings in his face at the same time. It's too late to back out though; once the lie started snowballing like this he had to commit.

Did it have to be with Steve though?

"I don't know yet-" he huffs, gaze drifting anywhere but at the other young man, fingers curling and uncurling at his sides as he fights the urge to actually fidget.

[awfulfew-a]

[ @the-goddamn-babysitter​ said: ooc: surprise tackle hug and runs away ]

you are so nice dude I miss you 💕💕💕❤️💕💕💕