Imagine Steve getting the old confidence back after some space from the break-up while stumbling into allies/then friendship with Billy. Now he decides he likes Billy who’s sort of ambiguously flirtatious. And Steve just going for it out of the blue like he did with Nancy, ole King Steve, which Billy loves but wasn’t expecting this side of it. Like after a monster fight Billy says something off the cuff like “Nice job with those fuckers today, Harrington. Didn’t let em’ mess up that pretty face of yours. Couldn’t have that, now could we?”
Steve grins and says, “That’s funny, coming from you.”
Billy raises an eyebrow. “How do you mean?”
Steve abruptly backs him up against a tree, braces on one hand right next to Billy’s head. His voice gets all low suddenly, inches from Billy’s lips.
“I mean you’re the best looking guy I’ve ever seen in my life,” Steve says, all husky. “Anything happened to your face, I think I’d shoot myself.” Traces Billy’s bottom lips with his thumb. “Fucking beautiful.”
Half of Billy’s blood rushes to his face and the other half rushes to his dick. It’s so sudden and so unexpected and so King Steve.
And that’s Steve’s first move.


















