Harringrove prompts

Prompt "Im fully capable of kicking your ass."

It wasn't the first time something like this had happened.
In fact this started to seem like a normal Monday for those in Hawkins, Indiana.
They were getting closer.
Caging in the babysitter and heartthrob of Hawkins.

"What now pretty boy?" The blonde looked around cautiously. Hands gripping the splintered axe tighter. He easily wielded it. Raising it higher, preparing for an attack.

"We beat the shit out if these things, then we go to and get a burger." The other said. Pushing his brunette hair from his forehead. The bat in his hands stilling near the ground. Waiting for those creatures to make a move.

Billy smirked. Turquoise eyes glancing to the other.
"That sounds like a date, Harrington."
Steve groaned.
"Can we literally not do this right now? We're about to be a monsters breakfast."

The turquoise rolled and the monster moved forward. Lunging towards Steve. With a large crack, the monster was flung the other way.
And so it began.
Monsters the size of dogs taking their turns to attack the boys.

"How ya' doing there princess?" Billy called out. The axe in his hands coming down across the neck of one of the monsters. A disgusting wet sound following after it.

Steve grunted, successfully batting off another one of those things. Their flower like heads opening and closing.
"Could be better!" He called after punting one off into a bush.

There was only a handful left and a dozen unmoving on the ground.
"You almost dove there?" Billy called again. Whipping his head around to see Steve on the ground, his bat pushed against the throat of the monster dog.
The monster scratched and clawed at the boy, his flowered face opening and snapping shut the closer he'd gotten to Steve.

The other dogs seeing Steve preoccupied, lunged at him their claws attacking his legs.
He yelled out, trying over and over to push and kick off the others while still occupied with the one on top of him.

"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit." Billy hissed out running over to the small clump of Demedogs. Aiming his axe, he went for the one taking all of Steve's concentration. The axe didn't go through urge neck as clean as they both wanted. Monster guts and blood sprayed out of the gash, getting the both of them.
"Dude! Watch it! That got in my mouth!" Steve called out. His face scrunched, purple and red splattered across it.

"Shut up." Billy hissed. Un-hinging the monster from his axe.
They tag-teamed. Getting the monsters off of Steve. Him whacking them off with his bat while Billy gave the final blow with his axe.

The other dogs were smart and ran away when they had the chance.

Steve stayed on the ground. Blood seeping trough his jeans. His bat to his chest, hugging it close while he breathed. More like huffed and wheezed. His muscles aching.

"Come on princess. We've got to get out of here, before more of those sons of bitches show up."

He held out his hand, a invitation extended to the other.
"Yeah yeah. Let's get to the Byers..."

It took a while to get to Billy's camaro. His arm slung over Billy's to help his tired muscles and scratched up legs to walk.

"At least you weren't fighting me. I wouldn't give you the chance the breathe."
Billy's hand moved to Steve's lower back, steadying him.

Steve huffed and check him with his hip.
"I'm fully capable of kicking your ass. Thank you."
Billy smirked and pinched his side.
"Yeah sure Harrington."

Steve huffed again, squirming a bit and bringing more weight off his legs.
"It's Steve."
Billy dragged his tongue between his teeth, squeezing Steve a little closer than before. Just not much for the other to notice.

"Yeah I know, pretty boy."

There was silence after that. They'd finally make it to Billy's car.
Billy helped Steve clamber into the passengers side, before moving to his own side. Behind the wheel.

"Shit dude." Steve breathed out. His seatbelt buckling.
Billy hummed in response, a newly lit cigarette on his lips.

"We just beat a monster horde. There was like what? Fifteen of those shits?"

Billy smiled, nodding. Passing a cigarette to Steve.
"Yeah I think we deserve a quick break."

Steve smiled, opening the lighter towards his lips.
"We deserve a full ass vacation."

They thankfully pulled away from the woods.
"You kiss your mother with that mouth Pretty boy?"
Steve smirked, blowing the smoke in his lungs out the window.
"Shut up."

Their weapons clinked in the back seat. And the night was quiet for once. Just the breeze rushing through their ears, while billy sped off towards the buyers household.

"So... burgers?"
Billy smirked.
"Hell yeah."

Steve retorted throwing another smile towards the boy.
"You kiss your mother with that mouth?"
Billy tapped the breaks, sending Steve forward.