Stranger Things Imagines

Purpose - Billy Hargrove

Billy x Fem!reader

Warnings: none I don't think

Word count: 545

Summary: Prompt: Cuddling, playing with Billy's clothes subconsciously

Authors Note: I really like this idea, it's something I know I have done myself. With my friends for my anxiety and just cause. I also thought it was really cute.

"You okay?" Billy asked as they sat in class. He had noticed that the last couple of months Y/n whenever she got quite or even if they were near eachother. Y/n was always touching him, cuddling into him or even playing with his clothes. Billy had a theory that she might not know she's doing it or why.

"Hmm? Yeah why?" Y/n hummed looking to him with questioning eyes.

Billy shok his head before leaning over a tiny bit to kiss her on the forehead. "Nothing."

Billy believed he had his answer now, but he didn't acre he was just happy having her close.

A few weeks later they were sitting on the hood of Billy's car in the school parking lot. Carol and Tommy were there and Carol felt the need to put someone down. Y/n just happened to be the target of the day.

Carol tilted her head with an evil smirk on her lips, and eyed Y/n up and down before speaking. "A little clingy there Y/n."

Y/n shifted feeling uncomfortable now in her own skin. Which irritated Billy immensely.

"Fuck off Carol." Billy spat out which slightly scared Carol but she covered it with a scoff and changed her focus. Billy gripped Y/n's hand tighter in his and turned his head a bit to look at her. "You're fine, y/n/n. I promise."

Y/n smiled up at him through her lashes, leaning her head on his shoulder gratefully. "Thanks."

"No need to thank me." Billy told her, shrugging his shoulders but not to much he didn't want to disturb her.

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"Am I clingy?" Y/n asked sitting on Billy's bed. Neil and Susan had gone out and taken Max with them. So since the house was empty Billy felt okay enough to have her over. That she'd be safe since his father was gone.

Ever since Carol's comment the other day she hadn't been able to stop thinking bout how much she did touch Billy.

"What?" Billy turned his head to look at her lightening quick.

"What Carol said-" Y/n started as she looked down playing with her fingers nervously.

"Carols a fucking bitch that couldn't tell a cow from a rat. Don't listen to her." Billy growled going back to his task.

"Okay." Y/n mumbled out softly, which caused Billy to look back at her. Studying her for a second before appoarching her.

"Hey,listen to me." Billy stated cupping her face in his hands, lifting her head enough to look him in the yes. "Your not clingy. Okay? Your not."

"But I'm constantly touching you-"

"So!" Billy exclaimed raising his shoulder up before dropping them. Billy didn't want to change their dynamic for the world. He felt special when she touched him like he had a bigger purpose than he thought in the world. "Y/n/n, I love that your constantly touching me, or playing with my clothes or- anything. I enjoy it. It makes me feel like I have a purpose. I'm your comfort."

And that he was, even if Y/n didn't want to admit it out loud Billy was like a security blanket to her. And Billy wouldn't have it any other way.