Billy Hargrove Oneshots X reader

Hawkins has a King.

Part 5 of Hawkins has a Queen.

Plot: It's the big day and nothing could go wrong...right?

Warnings: Heavy swearing, mentions of Abuse, (From Billy's side) 

Words:2000 [this was me predicting how many words I thought there would be]
There were actually: 5225

Enjoy.
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"BILLY, YOU FUCKING FUCKFACE!" You screamed from the top of the stairs that you shared with your fiancé. 

Billy had let you move in with him after your friend got back from her trip. The three of you went to your old house that you shared with Jake and gathered all your things and took them straight over to his house.

It was a nice house. Billy certainly did good for himself considering his background. He wasn't rich but he wasn't living paycheck to paycheck either.

Billy had just gotten out of the shower when he heard your scream. You had gotten comfortable living there within 2 weeks, and completely back to your old self withing 2 years of wedding planning and therapy. You were still going of course, but you were definitely much better off than you were before.

Billy grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist before opening the door and calmly walking down the hallway to where you were yelling from. He was standing in front of the stairs, to the left of him the kitchen and to the right of him the living room. 

He looked up at you with and smile and raised his eyebrows in question at your state.

You were wearing a black suit with your hair in a bun with a few strands hanging beside your temple. You were wearing your blue light glasses and had a light amount of makeup on that fit your personality perfectly. The only thing that was off was the fact that you were wearing to different colored heels. One black with a sharp 3-inch heel, and one white with a 3-inch wedge.

"Hey, gorgeous. You look hot." He grinned while switching the hands that held his towel.

"Can it, asshole. Now where is it?" You tried your very best to keep yourself angry at him, but it was incredibly hard when you knew he was naked under that towel.

"Where is what?" Billy asked, placing his free hand on his hip. He watched as you bit your lip at the sight of him and he smirked watching you squirm.

"You know damn well what I'm talking about." You kicked one if your feet up to get him to look lower.

"Oh, sweetheart you got your colors confused." Billy chuckled, knowing very well that that was not what you were addressing. 

You picked up your heel and threw it at him. 

"Hey! What the hell!" Billy shouted with a small smile as he caught your shoe. You threw your other shoe, and he dodged it with a chuckle. "I didn't steal your shoe."

"Then where the hell is it, Billy? Because I can't find it anywhere." You said as you frustratedly trudged down the stairs. You stopped once you were toe to toe with him and looked up with a pouty lip because you knew it drove him crazy. "I'm going to be late for work." You stared up at him with fake sadness that you used to get your way.

"You're not going to make it to work if you don't put that lip away." He practically growled while tossing your shoe and looking down at you, grabbing your chin.

You sucked your lip back to where it was and huffed. "You know, I'm going to need new shoes for the wedding anyway." You stated while your two fingers crawled up his chest.