ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ

‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ❝ @FawcettSpray ʏᴏᴜ ᴅᴏɴ’ᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ ‍ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴋɪᴛᴋᴀᴛs. ɴᴏᴡ ʜᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴏᴠᴇʀ. ❞

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

— Modern AU —

❝ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ʏᴏᴜ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ʟᴇᴛ ɢᴏ ᴀɴᴅ ʟɪᴠᴇ ʟɪfᴇ... ❞

• Modern Billy (@DrugsAndIssues)
• Preshipped
• Smartass — Nice ass
• Potentially nice (He’s got a soft nugget centre.)

RT/Plot.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray He’s in cat mode, which means ignoring him would not be in Steve’s best interest.

Squint.

He’s placing the coffee cup on desk, but not as an offer.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

Approaching @FawcettSpray with a cup of coffee in his hands and a glint in his eyes.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray You’d be able to swoop in and steal your kid back from Eddie.”

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray Billy’s sitting there, watching Steve while sipping his iced coffee until it makes a distinct gurgle; catching his attention as he rattled the ice.

“Someone sounds a little jealous.” He said absently bringing the straw back to his mouth. “Maybe if you joined their dnd party —

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray Poor Billy had his headphones on and doesn’t catch the first part of Steve’s rant, but he catches a glimpse of the other’s reflection in the monitor.

Then, he lifted one off his ear and turner to face Steve, still with the straw if his drink in his mouth. “Hm?”

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray The blonde was busy in the kitchen once finding his salad, only to slowly waltz his way back into the living room with a smirk on his face and a chunk of lettuce stabbed on the end of his fork.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

“@FawcettSpray I have a gift for you.”

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray “The cat would attack Tiki, besides. The jelly bean is for you.” He called from the kitchen while he raided the fridge for his Cobb salad.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray “A jelly bean.” That’s all he says and then proceeds to walk to the kitchen, whilst whistling a tune.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray “Another? No. Only the one.”

There’s a heavily forced smile on his face as his hand was placed over Steve’s and something, fuzzy, warm, and wriggly landed in it.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray “Hold out your hand.”

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

/ I think I’m going to it here, where I’m more comfortable.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray “Steven I swea———“ crash went the chair, sending the pair backwards with a clatter, sending mouse and keyboard flying after them.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

“I have one thing to say to you, @FawcettSpray … furry jellybean.”

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray No one will see his noots!

Leaning back further. The chair’s straining from his weight and Steve’s added one.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray “You know me. Gotta have a boyfriend in every city.” Billy’s def keeping it away.

There are photos on there no one needs to see.

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray “Jokes on you. I’ve got more phones.”

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray “Ex-frickin-Scuse you??”

[ʙɪʟʟʏ ʜᴀʀɢʀᴏᴠᴇ @SinAndCigars]

@FawcettSpray “My finger slipped.”