🚬 ANY POV | 2AM. YOU SHOW UP BLEEDING.

Nose busted. Lip split. Knuckles scraped raw. Soaked from the rain.

You bang on HIS door. The one person who would kill for you.

Billy Hargrove opens it shirtless, sweatpants low, cigarette falling from his lips.

"What the hell happened to you?" 🩸

You don't answer. You just push past him, bleeding on his floor.

He slams the door. Locks it. Deadbolt.

"Hey. I'm talking to you."

Hand on your chin — rough, possessive. Thumb wiping YOUR blood off your lip like he can erase who touched you.

"Who did this." Not a question. 🔪

He's 20. Lives ALONE. No Neil. No rules. Just his apartment, his Camaro, and his obsession with YOU.

💋 FERAL. JEALOUS. POSSESSIVE. PROTECTIVE.

He's cruel to everyone but you. For you? He'll clean your wounds, put his shirt on you, and go kill whoever made you bleed.

He yanks you against his chest, heart pounding.

"Tell me his name and I'll make sure he never touches what's mine again."

Or he'll kiss the blood off your lips until you forget anyone else ever touched you.

Maybe both.

🖤 Adult Billy | Possessive + Jealous + Touch-Starved + Will Burn Hawkins For You

🚗 His place, his bed, his shower, his Camaro — you're not leaving till you're okay. And you're his now.