You're right, it's horrible. [ Everything about that uniform seems like it was tailor-made to torture the poor, mostly teenaged employees who worked there. Billy could only imagine some corporate asshole laughing manically as he proposed such an outfit.
So the fact that Billy saw Steve in that awful, tacky getup and his mind still wandered to how cute he was in those shorts? Well, it just sealed the deal: he likes Steve. He like likes Steve and it's not going away. ]
[ And now he's up to speed he feels exactly like the dingus Robin keeps calling him. He'd pay money that Billy is incapable of being subtle, and this standing right here in front of him? That's not subtle.
And honestly? After a summer of being turned down by literally every teenage girl to walk through the shop doors, Steve can't say he isn't on board.]
God, Hargrove. That's pretty depressing.
[ He's trying for disaffected flirting, but Steve really isn't capable of being subtle either. Is that tanned skin going to feel as warm as it looks? God, it's just right there where he could reach out and touch it ]
So what, you think I should take pity on you? Put you out of your misery?
[ Steve's so dumb but he so damn charming that it works. Billy can't even be mad that it took him this long to get the hint. Just watching him pretend to be cool and disaffected and failing miserably is enough. ]
I think you should shut up and kiss me already.
[ He puffs out his chest, pulling back the edges of his shirt to expose even more of it. Hopefully Steve at least gets that hint: if you kiss him, you can touch his chest, too. ]
[ Is Steve really expecting him to say please? He's never going to say it. Nope. Not ever. Billy Hargrove and good manners do not mix.
If Steve's going to be a tease, Billy's just going to go for it, leaning in to kiss him a bit rougher this time. If Harrington parts his lips, Billy will gladly shove his tongue right in. ]
No, dum-- [ The correction is kissed right out of him, and Steve's happy to let it go because damn. Billy is every bit as pushy and warm as Steve is realising he's imagined.
Billy's tongue comes pushing and and Steve... fine he's going to allow it but he hooks a hand in the back of Billy's jeans to pull him closer, getting his other hand curled up in that dumb mullet.
If that tongue gets too pushy, Steve's going to pull on his hair. Fair's fair. ]
[ He's going to be as pushy as he wants, because he's been waiting for so long to get that tongue of his on Steve Harrington's body. Besides, he likes getting his hair pulled. ]
Think you'll get a 'you rule' point for this? [ He pulls away for only a moment before dipping back down to kiss him on the neck, right above the collar of his stupid sailor outfit.
Oh yeah, he's seen the tally board, and just how many failures Steve's had when it comes to flirting. ]
If you want to talk about the points we-- [ He gasps at the kiss to his neck, pulling Billy's hair harder for a moment in surprise.]
we can-- we can just sit around and wait for Robin to get back.
[ His attempt to be unaffected by this is undermined as he lifts his chin to give Billy better access to his neck, pulling Billy more firmly against him until his back hits the wall. ]
Nah, we don't need to worry about points. [ He moans a bit when Steve tugs his hair. He always did like it when Harrington got nice and rough with him. He likes the feel of those fingers dragging along his scalp, tangled in his curly hair.
He can't help but smile as he kisses Steve's neck, biting and sucking small bruises into his pale skin. Why did it take him so long to go for this? ]
I'm the one who's winning here, anyway. [ Because he's the one who gets to kiss King Steve. That's still the Steve he sees, even with that dorky sailor outfit. ]
Which of us is-- [ He gasps again as Billy nips a sensitive spot, digging his hands further into Billy's dumb curls.] --making out on company time?
[ Too late Steve remembers this uniform is going to leave him with no way to hide any kind of hickey, but fuck it feels too good and probably no one will notice. Just like no one will notice the scratches his fingernails are making in the small of Billy's back.
Yeah, definitely no one will notice.
But to be safe he pulls at Billy's hair to drag their mouths back together again. God, fuck Billy Hargrove's mouth.]
[ He just blows his whistle at kids who are running or trying to bring food into the pool, but saying it like that doesn't make him feel as important as he wants to feel.
He returns the kiss, clumsily shoving his tongue into Steve's mouth and swirling it around. Fuck, he has waited so long to be able to do that, he's not even giving Steve a chance to breathe as he goes at him. ]
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Yeah, so this uniform is the lamest thing ever created. [ And thank god his mouth can go on autopilot while Steve just:
And then the light dawns in his eyes. Like you can literally see the moment he goes from WTF to Billy wants a piece of this.]
What, so your taste is dudes in sailor outfits?
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So the fact that Billy saw Steve in that awful, tacky getup and his mind still wandered to how cute he was in those shorts? Well, it just sealed the deal: he likes Steve. He like likes Steve and it's not going away. ]
And I still can't stop looking at you.
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And honestly? After a summer of being turned down by literally every teenage girl to walk through the shop doors, Steve can't say he isn't on board.]
God, Hargrove. That's pretty depressing.
[ He's trying for disaffected flirting, but Steve really isn't capable of being subtle either. Is that tanned skin going to feel as warm as it looks? God, it's just right there where he could reach out and touch it ]
So what, you think I should take pity on you? Put you out of your misery?
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I think you should shut up and kiss me already.
[ He puffs out his chest, pulling back the edges of his shirt to expose even more of it. Hopefully Steve at least gets that hint: if you kiss him, you can touch his chest, too. ]
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God, your manners, Hargrove. What's the magic word?
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[ Is Steve really expecting him to say please? He's never going to say it. Nope. Not ever. Billy Hargrove and good manners do not mix.
If Steve's going to be a tease, Billy's just going to go for it, leaning in to kiss him a bit rougher this time. If Harrington parts his lips, Billy will gladly shove his tongue right in. ]
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Billy's tongue comes pushing and and Steve... fine he's going to allow it but he hooks a hand in the back of Billy's jeans to pull him closer, getting his other hand curled up in that dumb mullet.
If that tongue gets too pushy, Steve's going to pull on his hair. Fair's fair. ]
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Think you'll get a 'you rule' point for this? [ He pulls away for only a moment before dipping back down to kiss him on the neck, right above the collar of his stupid sailor outfit.
Oh yeah, he's seen the tally board, and just how many failures Steve's had when it comes to flirting. ]
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we can-- we can just sit around and wait for Robin to get back.
[ His attempt to be unaffected by this is undermined as he lifts his chin to give Billy better access to his neck, pulling Billy more firmly against him until his back hits the wall. ]
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He can't help but smile as he kisses Steve's neck, biting and sucking small bruises into his pale skin. Why did it take him so long to go for this? ]
I'm the one who's winning here, anyway. [ Because he's the one who gets to kiss King Steve. That's still the Steve he sees, even with that dorky sailor outfit. ]
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[ Too late Steve remembers this uniform is going to leave him with no way to hide any kind of hickey, but fuck it feels too good and probably no one will notice. Just like no one will notice the scratches his fingernails are making in the small of Billy's back.
Yeah, definitely no one will notice.
But to be safe he pulls at Billy's hair to drag their mouths back together again. God, fuck Billy Hargrove's mouth.]
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[ He just blows his whistle at kids who are running or trying to bring food into the pool, but saying it like that doesn't make him feel as important as he wants to feel.
He returns the kiss, clumsily shoving his tongue into Steve's mouth and swirling it around. Fuck, he has waited so long to be able to do that, he's not even giving Steve a chance to breathe as he goes at him. ]