bill skarsgård; imagines ✔

nineteen

WARNING/ IMAGINE: sO im feelin kinda extra gay after looking at gay couples holding hands and the smaller of the relationship sitting in the olders lap sO YALL KNOW WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING DOWN, so bill is 24 and you (pretend ur a boy pls bc ik most of u are girls) are 17 and its 1983 so basically call me by your name without the heart breaking scenes and gay fuckimg bc idk if yall are ready for that so here's ur gay story enjoy that nobody asked for if this is good ask for a part two🤠💗

psa: y/b/n = your boy name (you can choose whatever name you'd like but it has to be a boys name)
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i smile as i look at bill, he's talking to my dad about something i'm not listening to, my whole mind and body is focused on bill, his taller figure, his brown hair gently pushed back, fuck i'm in love, i'm 17 years old what am i doing? i sigh and start picking at my food directing my attention away from bill. "excuse me" i say quietly standing up, i walk into my house and groan, my head hurts. i walk into my room and slam the door, i'm so in love but i can't be in love, i'm way young, i'm immature, why would bill love a boy like me? does he even love me? probably not, not with me, he's probably in lo- "hey baby what's wrong?" bill cuts my thoughts off, i don't answer him, i only look away from him, he sighs "y/b/n" he grabs my chin and turns my face towards him, and as much as i don't want to look into his green eyes and fall in love even more, i can't help myself "tell me what's wrong" he says sternly "why are you with me?" i ask "i'm a boy and i'm so young, i mean do you even love me? you probably love someone be- "stop" he cuts me off "i love you" "i love you for you, your beautiful eyes, your hair, your everything is perfect, i love you, stop thinking about the negatives, y/b/n." i look at him, tears probably filling my eyes, he sits us on my bed "i love every single thing about you, from your smile to how you try not to make noise during sex and end up making weird faces" my face turns a deep red, he pulls me into his lap "what i'm trying to say is that, stop doubting us, stop doubting yourself, because i love you and i know we're gonna work out no matter how far apart we are" he says, i feel him wrap his arms around my waist and i lean back on him "i love you too" i tell him, very simply, but he knows i mean it.

a/n i can't imagine bill being gay at all but i couldn't help but write this fuck