Getting high with Billy Hargrove wasn't what Steve had planned for his Friday night, but he wasn't saying no to Argyle's generosity after he waved a giant bag of dope at him and asked him if he wanted to join their hangout.
So, that's how he ends up in a Surfer's Boy Pizza van. The inside of the car covered with blankets and sheets, all blue and purple with paisley patterns that would make his mom and her love for plaid have a heart attack.
Apparently Argyle and Billy knew each other, years ago, when they were kids sneaking off to swim in the ocean or steal surfboards because they couldn't afford their own. That's why he's here.
Billy sits between Argyle and him, not really talking at first. Only gave Steve a nod when he came in. He's staring at Jonathan when he's scooting closer to Argyle.
Argyle doesn't seem to bothered by Billy's glaring. Just ruffles his hair which earns him a frown and a slight pout and hands him the joint.
The evening gets better once they get started.
Because yeah, the weed is great. But what's way better is Billy. It takes a while, but when the weed hits him, he… melts.
He's laughing at Argyle's jokes and his whole body laughs with him. His nose scrunches and blonde curls bounce around his head.
Billy is beautiful like that. Steve can't look away.
Billy catches him staring, blue eyes sparkling like the ocean he just talked about.
"You alright, Harrington?"
He's still smiling. Steve wants to see him laugh again, wants to see this nose scrunching up again.
Maybe if… He puts his finger on Billy's nose. Bops it.
Billy's brow furrows, but he doesn't move away.
"I'm great," Steve says, tapping Billy's nose again. He swears the freckles on his skin jump at that.
"…okay?" Billy scrunches his nose a little. A win!
"You're pretty," Steve tells him. "You're the pretty boy, not me."
"No." Billy purses his lips and seems to be really upset by that idea. "You are the pretty boy."
"No!" Steve clicks his tongue. Doesn't Billy see himself laugh like that? They should take a photo and show him.
"I think you're both pretty, my dudes," Argyle says, holding out another blunt. Billy grabs it.
"You heard the man," Jonathan seems to think the same.
Billy laughs at that, the freckles dance on his face and Steve wants to kiss him.
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