okay but harringrove based on this text post and the weird city episode with dylan,
steve is older and kinda meh about life??? has his fancy corporate job and has a nice place, a nice car, good friends. like, his life is pretty decent. but robin. god love her, but she’s insistent that steve needs someone in his life??
which, okay, to be fair steve does feel lonely, but he’s not gonna settle. he’s just not gonna do it, and if that means being single and not having a relationship and not having sex, then that’s okay???
until robin takes him out one night. she takes him out to a club she often frequents just to do something different. to have fun and to get steve out of his business suits and out of his head. he should’ve known, in hindsight, that it’d be a gay club. it’s a little more lively than what he’s used to, the crowd a bit on the younger side, but he enjoys himself. him and robin actually let loose, and steve feels the alcohol warm in his blood.
which is how he accidentally stumbles into someone, beaming up at them with a smile on his face. he’s not drunk but he certainly feels the heat of the liquid in his chest. “pardon me,” he says with the intention of slipping past the stranger, doesn’t mean to catch his eye.
but steve does. feels pretty blue eyes eye him with interest, with curiosity that makes steve feel seen and uncomfortable. makes him feel judged. and he gets it. he’s got crows feet and smile lines, and he’s really beginning to think that he’ll die alone because who’s gonna love him like this?
except when steve’s eyes fall to the ground, not having felt so small in years having learned the art of the corporate dance, he hears, “what’s your name, pretty boy?”
and that line? that line is the beginning of something steve can’t explain. it doesn’t actually start with a one-night stand because billy - as steve learns that night - feels him up and kisses him, slips his number into steve’s pocket before he leaves, and steve panics?? robin almost cries laughing, tells him, “why not?” and steve feels awfully horrified.
“what twenty-something year-old is interested in me?” he asks in dramatics. “it’s because i have money, isn’t it? that’s what this is about. i knew it.”
with his arms crossed, robin nudges him and sing-songs, “steve.”
arching a brow, steve blinks at her, not amused.
“you’re more attractive than you think. just have fun.”
which is how billy becomes a permanent resident in steve’s life, though he doesn’t know it at first. after he calls him. after they have dinner. after they have sex and it turns out that billy doesn’t actually wanna leave. not even after steve panics because, “it’s a fling, right? that’s what this is. jesus, how did i let myself get into this mess? fuck me.”
billy, who’s young and bright-eyed and way too fucking cocky for his age, pulls steve out of his thoughts by resting his hands on steve’s hips. chases his gaze until pretty brown eyes are focused on him. “you’re it for me, pretty boy. knew it from the moment i saw you.”
it’s probably the sappiest thing billy will ever say, but it’s true, and steve has to rid of the guilt for feeling happy. like, he’s really happy. billy makes him happy, and steve knows he doesn’t wanna give that up for nothing.
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