"I didn't need a hero, Billy." Darian sneers, dusting off his coat, eyes glaring.
Billy only smirks, reaching over and untangling one of Darians dark curls, quickly catching himself, pulling his hand back. "It didn't seem like that a minute ago." B...
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Hawkins, Indiana
October 1984
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Afternoon
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Darian knew it was stupid to go to a Halloween party, but he was getting depressed with the constant dullness of his bedroom walls. Nancy even encouraged him to go out, saying she needed a buddy in case Steve ditches her. Darian had scoffed at that. Steve was fucking obsessed with her, that was not likely to happen.
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Getting ready was the worst part, but some evil part of him wanted to stir up trouble. Darian pulls down his mask, staring at his reflection. He knew he'll get into real shit if he wore this. He could also careless if no one else was going full out.
"Okay I like it, it's creepy but I like it." Nancy laughs from behind him. Darian looks up with a soft smile. "Thanks, and what are you going as?" Darian asks, taking in her outfit, which suits her well. Nancy could pull anything off. Nancy lifts her arms and she presents her outfit. "I'm Lana from that 1983 comedy we were obsessed with last month." Nancy states
Darian smiles. "You look good." Darian says "Thanks." Nancy beams "Come on, we better get going, Steve is picking us up." Nancy says "Uh I don't know, you might ditch me like last time." Darian says
Nancy chuckles, rolling her eyes at her brother. "You're so dramatic, if I recall, Jamie gave you a ride." Nancy states, tilting her head. "And that is why I'm taking a ride with her." Darian says, smirking. "Look who's ditching who." Nancy states
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"Micheal Myers, sick." Jamie states, nodding with a smirk. Darian smiles, entering the beat-up vehicle. Darian sighs as he relaxes into the seat, turning his head to face her. "what are you supposed to be?" Darian asks "Jason from Friday the 13th, come on babe, isn't it obvious." Jamie asks, pointing to her ski mask. Darian chuckles.
"Whatever weirdo, let's go." Darian teases
Jamie rolls her eyes. "You know Steffy misses you, she's asking when you'll visit again." Jamie asks, driving off. "What about tomorrow, I'll stay over and I'll help with breakfast." Darian offers "Oh she would love that, I have no idea why my stepmom is so obsessed with you." Jamie laughs
Darian chuckles, leaning his head back. "I think that's the other way around, I mean your stepmom is fucking hot." Darian teases "Oh shut up!" Jamie exclaims, laughing to herself. They both knew Darian was as gay as can be, but they couldn't deny Steffy's hotness.
"So tell me, what's going on with you, I need at least some normancy." Jamie asks "Oh nothing just the new guy trying to get in my pants." Darian states nonchalantly, shrugging softly.
Jamie gasps, slapping his arm. "You dog! Is he hot?" Jamie asks "he is in an almost annoying way. And I almost did sleep with him, but that will go over horribly, he's a douchebag." Darian says "Mmmh, just your type." Jamie teases
"Hey, did you hear from Mike how some douchebag tried to run him over?" Jamie asks "What?" Darian asks, sitting up straight, his eyes widening. "What?!" Darian asks, how hasn't he heard of this? Jamie lifts an eyebrow. "Well I heard it from Kurt, they were freaked out but they didn't want to worry you." Jamie says
Darian sighs. "I need to talk to that kid, I've been careless, ever since Will and all that demagorgon shit." Darian says "Kurt still has nightmares, it only fuels his hallucinations." Jamie says
"God, it must fucking suck." Darian states "he's doing okay, but he has his moments." Jamie says
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Shout at the Devil was blaring from within the large home.
Jamie and Darian walked side by side, laughing as a girl screamed bloody murder. The party was wild, with teenagers drunk off their asses. "God I missed this!" Jamie exclaims, taking a large whiff, and groaning loudly. Darian laughs, grimacing. "This place smells like piss and sweat, how do you miss this?" Darian asks, grimacing as a sweaty teen presses against him.
"It's the scent of freedom Darian! Ohh look, someone's beating King Steve's record!" Jamie exclaims, shouting with everyone else.
Darians turns and is met with a glistening chest. Holy mother.
"...thirty-eight, thirty-nine, forty, forty-one, forty-two!" The crowd exclaims, everyone, growing wild while Billy lands back onto his feet.
Billy roars with the crowd, taking a last chug at the keg. "We got ourselves a new Keg King!" Someone exclaims "Billy! Billy! Billy!" The crowd exclaims
Billy pumps his fist. "That's how you do it! Hawkins!" Billy roars, his chest glistening with sweat. His eyes fired up. The crowd continues to chant, most of them falling after him.
Billy smirks as the crowd parts for him, a cigarette now lit and between his fingers. He reaches up and pulls on the TP before his gaze lands on Harrington. Billy begins shoving his way through the crowd, with his lackeys falling behind him.
"We got ourselves a new Keg King, Harrington." "Yeah, that's right!" "Yeah. Eat it, Harrington." Billy's lackeys exclaim
Billy stares him down. Steve looks unbothered, his sunglasses perched on his nose. Nancy rolls her eyes annoyed, turning and walking off. She's not dealing with this bullshit.
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Jamie was softly bobbing her head along with the music, laughing at the ridiculousness of everyone's costumes. Jamie turns to check up on Darian, only to find him staring down Billy and Steve, the two alpha males butting heads.
"No way! That's him." Jamie exclaims, startling Darian. Quickly he sshs her, glaring at her. Jamie smirks. "He's totally your type." Jamie teases "Shut up Jamie." Darian hisses, making the teen laugh. "Ooh loook who's coming over." Jamie purrs teasingly
Darian turns, Billy is making his way over, his eyes ablaze. "Promise you'll get laid for the both of us." Jamie asks, standing up straight and giving her best friend a knowing glance before walking off. Darian didn't manage a reply before he was pulled away roughly.
As he's being dragged, dark eyes follow them, staring curiously. His lips curled upwards in a smirk, fake fangs poking past cherry-red lips. But before he can think further on the two, he's pulled into a conversation.
Billy drags Darian into an empty bathroom, shoving the teen against a wall while shutting the door behind them. The slam of the door causes a couple of curious eyes, more prominently, those dark lively eyes, eyes blackened by the dark hall he stood in.
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"What the fuck is this!?" Billy hisses, tugging at Darian's jumpsuit. Darian couldn't help but smirk. He knew wearing this will get under his skin. "I have no idea what you are talking about." Darian asks, tilting his head to the side, his eyes lowering, peering up at Billy from beneath his eyelashes.
"You know exactly what you are doing, you can't be playing with shit like this. I have a reputation, I'm not a fucking fa-" Billy cuts himself off, making Darian chuckle. "Y-You're playing with fire Darian." Billy grits out
Darian smirks. "Wasn't this what you wanted Billy?" Darian asks, the drugs in his system making him bold. He needed this. Darian places a hand on Billy's sweaty chest, feeling the hard muscle. Billy stares him down, his eyes filled with desire and anger.
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A/N
I do not condone having the devil's tango while high! Billy doesn't know obviously, but still!!
