Hawkins, Indiana
June 1985
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Hawkins Mall
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Darian nervously picks at his jeans, shifting every once and a while in his seat, his eyes meeting the floor on more than one occasion. "Why do you want to work at the squealer's radio?" The old man asks, lowering the sheet of paper with Darian's resume. Darian shifts in his seat, straightening up. The reason would happen to be Steve, but he couldn't say that. "I love music, I had previously volunteered at the the old radio shack before it had shut down. They were on their way to hiring me, but Star Court opened. So I was looking and I came across your ad." Darian says
The older man hums, "Well Mr. Wheeler, I am impressed with your resume, you volunteered in many of the old locations, a lot of good recommendations. And thankfully for you, I am still looking for a position at the front, when can you start?"
A smile slowly grows on Darian's lips.
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Steve exclaims loudly, grabbing Darian around the waist and lifting him in the air. "Hell yeah, Darian!" Steve exclaims, twirling them around in his excitement. Darian laughs, holding onto Steve's hands. Slowly Steve lowers Darian, standing close to him. "I knew you could do it." Steve says breathlessly. Darian smiles. "Well it's thanks to you, thank you Steve." Darian says softly.
Steve smiles, looking around quickly, making sure no one is around and he leans down, kissing Darian softly while pressing him against the wall. Darian gasps softly into the kiss, his hands coming up and grabbing hold of Steve's shirt. Steve presses a hand next to Darian's head and up against the wall.
They stayed like that for a while, lips, and hands on each other.
Darian was the first to pull away, eyes wide as he stared up at Steve. Steve grins down at him, pushing away. "Come on, let's get an ice cream." Steve orders, nudging him forward, making Darian grin.
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Darian makes his way up the steps of his house, fumbling with the keys, and grumbling under his breath.
"Darian."
Darian turns around, pulling his hands out from his pockets. His eyes meet Billy's. Billy wore the Jean outfit the first day he arrived at school. An outfit that had Darian weak in the knees.
"Billy." Darian whispers, taking a few steps down. Billy shifts awkwardly, stepping closer. "I-I wanted to apologize, f-for everything. I was a complete ass and my dad had said a few things that had triggered me...I-I know that doesn't excuse me from anything, but I just wanted to apologize." Billy states
Darian crosses his arms over his chest, tilting his head to the side. "Did you apologize to Max? To Steve?" Darian asks
Billy freezes, he hadn't. Darian scoffs, stepping closer to the blond. "I wasn't the one you beat the crap out of. Maybe I'll forgive you, but it won't be before you apologize to the real people you hurt." Darian whispers
Billy's eyes were filled with unshed tears as he nodded silently. "Yeah." He whispers
Darian knew he would cave in sooner or later, especially with those eyes, but it wouldn't be today. "Goodbye, Billy." Darian says
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Jamie gently ran her fingers through Darian's hair as he lay on her lap, both were watching some cheesy movie they happened to stumble upon.
"You should've told me." Jamie whispers
Darian doesn't look up. "It wouldn't do you or Kurt any good. All this shit that had happened it was fucked. Kurt doesn't need that stress and neither do you. I was glad you guys were out of it." Darian says
Jamie hums. "But you are my best friend, you can't be going through this alone." Jamie says "I know, but it's over now." Darian whispers, feeling a wave of relief run through him.
"What even happened."
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A/N
Short chapter, I know, but I'm trying to get into the plot lol. I just finished rewatching Stranger Things season 3 and I was emotional about Billy's death I want Darian to forgive him, but it would be too rushed plus Steve, so it's very complicated.
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80s Love • (Billy Hargrove) • Stranger Things
Romance"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...