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“You give before you get.”

—Napoleon Hill

Your Part Of My Family - Billy Hargrove

Billy Hargrove x Fem!reader

Warnings: none

Word count: 2,225

Summary: Y/n doesn’t want Billy to have to spend Thanksgiving alone.

Authors Note: I wanted to write something for this Thanksgiving. Something that had to do with the Holiday. I started this Thursday before thanksgiving (so last Thursday), and then in the span of 3 days finished all the non-dialog, typed it the day before Thanksgiving (yesterday). It was a little stressful trying to get it done and typed in time, and I could have just saved it for next year but I really wanted to post it today. Happy Thanksgiving!

Y/m/n = Your/Moms/Name

Y/n/n = Your/Nick/Name

Y/l/n = Your/Last/Name

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“So what are you doing for Thanksgiving?” Y/n asked from her bed as Billy snooped through her dresser drawers. He always did after she went to the mall. Hoping to sneak a peak at any new lingerie she might have gotten. Y/n on the other hand was just laying on her bed, looking through a magazine Billy brought over with him. Specifically for her to read. She glanced up at him to see his answer to her question. Y/n has learned how to read Billys face very well since the two got to befriends, let alone since they’ve been together.

“Nothing.” Billy shrugged his shoulders. To busy looking through her underwear to look at her an answer.

“Billy, you can’t just do nothing. Its Thanksgiving!” Y/n exclaimed, moving to sit up on her bed, leaning against the headboard.

“Well my father and Susan are going to visit some of her family a few states over for the holiday week. Their taking Max but- my father said if I can’t behave than I might as well not go. Well, since I don’t want to go anyway I decided to stay here.” Billy explained with a scoff to start off with before talking. As he spoke Billy closed her underwear drawer and walked across her room and sat next to Y/n on her full-sized bed.

Y/n grimaced at Billy’s explanation. She knows all about how Billy’s father treats him. An quite frankly Y/n who would love to tell Hopper and get him out of there. “Billy…”

“Listen. I don’t want to spend the holidays with the Mayfields anyway.”  Billy shook his head making a noise between a grunt and another scoff. Billy reached down to hold her hand. “None of them consider me family. To them I’m the boy who has a dead mother and a perfect father, and I don’t appreciate any part of my life. They don’t consider me family and it goes both ways. I don't consider them part of my family either. They don’t know me.”

Y/n reached her free hand up to run through her boyfriends curly hair. Silently telling him that she cares for him without saying it. “Well, if their stupid enough to believe that your father is a saint then screw them. They don’t deserve you, Billy.”

“Besides the only family I need is you.” Billy stated, leaning into her touch. He turned his neck to look his girl in her eyes. The sincerity in his eyes tell her just how much he really mean his statement.

For the rest of the Saturday the couple laughed, joked, talked, and messed around in Y/n’s room. That is till her mom came home from shopping, coming back with pizza and coke-a-cola. Y/m/n, Y/n’s mom told Billy he could stay for dinner (like always). He stayed and they all ate before Billy inevitably had to go home. No matter how much he wished he could stay. An as much as Y/n wished he didn’t have to, he did have to go home. Go back to his house, but she did get an idea.

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“Hey, mom.” Y/n greeted in a tone suggesting that she had a question to ask.

“Yes, hunny?” Y/n’s mom spoke as she sat all the grocery bags down on the kitchen counter.

“I have a question. About Thanksgiving.” Y/n bit her lip, moving to help her mom unpack all the groceries.

“Shoot sweetheart” Y/m/n smiled at her daughter

She nodded looking away. Y/n took a deep breath before she turned away to continue putting food away. “Well… Billy’s family is leaving for the week, to spend the holiday with Max’s mom’s family, and Billy’s father told him basically he’s not welcome to join. So he’ll be-”

“All alone for Thanksgiving.” Y/m/n finished her daughters sentence with a knowing smile.

“Yeah.”

“Well I already planned on telling you that you could invite him to out house for Thanksgiving dinner.” Y/n’s mother told her after letting out a breath.

“Thank you mom.” Y/n smiled at her, turning to look at her mom.

“Its not like he wouldn’t be here anyway.” Y/m/n teased her daughter with a smirk and a wiggle of her eyebrows.

“MOM!” Y/n screeched out with a mix of shock and embarrassment on her face.

“Oh relax. I’m just teasing you.” Her mom laughed. Y/m/n walked closer to her daughter, pulling her into a hug before continuing. “I’m your mom. Its my job. An I don’t mind how much Billy’s over. Especially if it keeps him out of that house.”

Y/n hugged her mom back, enjoying her mom’s embrace. Her mothers words bringing her joy. The fact that her boyfriend wouldn’t have to spend Thanksgiving alone. “Well I’ll tell Billy when he comes over later.”

With that Y/n went upstairs to her room, to call Billy about him coming over later after his father, Susan and Max left on the road to head out of Hawkins. 

It didn’t take long for him to pick up, glad that Y/n’s call could distract him from his fathers obsessive yelling about what he needed to do and not do while they are gone.

Billy agreed to come over once the car was packed up and his father was the hell out of dodge.

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“You know I do have a front door. Right?” Y/n sighed not even looking up at the sound of her own bedroom window opening. Knowing who it was already. The only person who uses her window as a door, thee Billy Hargrove ladies and gentleman she joked in her head.

“Where’s the fun in that?” Billy scoffed smiling at her, before practically leaping across her room landing face first on the bed.

Y/n giggled at his words and at his actions. Her laughter being contagious Billy joined in. Once the laughter had died down some Y/n put her sketch book aside on her nightstand, and turned her body to face his on the bed before speaking. “Hey. So I asked my mom an she told me that she was already gonna tell me that if I wanted that if you wante-”

“Y/n” Billy interrupted

“Hmmmm?” She hummed

“Point.” he smiled at her cheekily

“If you want, you are welcome to come and join my family for Thanksgiving.” Y/n offered with a gentle smile

Billy let out a big dramatic sigh looking around her room, pretending to think about her proposition. “I’m not gonna pass up on your moms cooking.” He smirked. At his response Y/n rolled her eyes jokingly. Billy laughed and gave a quick raise of both eyebrows and a tilt of his head before he spoke. “And it’d be nice to be in a family- a real family environment.”

Y/n grabbed his hand, intertwining their fingers. Getting his attention to look her in the eyes as she stated seriously. “You are family, Billy.”

He smiled at her with adoration in his eyes. “Should I bring anything?”

Y/n shrugged “If you want to. You don’t have to.”

The young couple both readjusted their positions on the bed and as Billy rested his head on Y/n’s stomach he spoke up. “Hey, Y/n.”

“Yes Billy?” she answered

Billy moved her shirt up a little and gave her a kiss on the stomach. “Thanks”

“No problem.” Y/n smiled, running her fingers through his hair.

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It was Thanksgiving day and most of Y/n’s family had already arrived. Y/n had been helping her mom out the night before and most of the morning getting all the food ready. All that was left was for her notorious bad boy boyfriend, who is actually a big softly, to show up.

“Could you get that, Y/n/n.” Y/m/n asked Y/n as the doorbell went off and her hands are full with a hot turkey in a pan.

“Yeah, sure.” Y/n nodded heading out of the kitchen to the front door. As she got to the front door and opened it, there stood her boyfriend. “Hello, handsome.”

Billy smirked. “Hello, gorgeous.” He stated leaning in to kiss his girl on the lips. As soon as the kiss started to get heated Y/n’s mom came into the doorway and the couple pulled apart.

“Ah! Billy, come in. I’m glad you could make it.” Y/n’s mom greeted the young man and pulled him into the warm house. Hawkins being very cold in the winter.

“Thank you, for extending the invitation.” Billy thanked Misses y/l/n, smiling gratefully at her. He knows he could never truly express how much he appreciated this and everything else she’s done for him.

“Billy. You are part of this family.” Y/m/n stated seriously to the young man who has stolen her daughters heart.

Through out the night Billy had a great time chatting with Y/n’s family. Every single person treated him as if he’s been in their family since the day he was born. Playing with her younger cousins and helping serve out the food. Y/n admired the way Billy got along so well with her family, her younger cousins, and helping with the food as much as he could. She knew Billy didn’t get to have things like this, but seeing him in this setting. Carefree. It warmed Y/n’s heart that she could do that for him.

Billy had changed so much since they started dating. His bad boy persona had died down, he got into less fights, and so much more… She also gave him a place to hide from his abusive father and the judgment of all the towns people as they jokingly called all the people of Hawkins. 

She gave him a place to call home, and a family.

Billy gets to be himself in this environment. With her. Billy completely fits in with her family, home, and life. Billy truly believes they are meant to be together, not that he’d say it out loud. At least not now. But he will protect what they have with his life.

“Billy if you would like you can stay over tonight.” Y/n’s mom told him with a smile. She did not want him to be alone. Whether its a holiday or not.

“Yeah. Thank you Misses Y/l/n.” Billy thanked nodding shocked at her offer. Then again he shouldn’t be. She did these kind of things for him all the time.

“Just leave the door cracked.” she winked teasing the couple suggestively.

At this Billy chuckled loving his girls moms antics and humor. Y/n on the other hand blushed at her moms implement. “Will do, mom.”

With that Y/n and Billy headed up the stairs to her room, pretty much all the guest had already left for the night. Once they got in the room Billy smirked and let out a laugh. “I really enjoy your family, babe.”

“Their your family to now.” Y/n turned to him with a smile that told Billy all he needed to know. She bit her lip walking over to him. “My mom told me that you became family the minute the we got serious serious. And when she saw you treated me with respect, and that you weren’t the jackass everyone in town thinks you are.”

Billy gave a “nawww” shaking his head with a smile of amusement. “Can’t have anyone but you and your mom knowing I’m nota complete asshole.”

“Max knows” Y/n smirked when Billy rolled his eyes, Y/n decided to continue on with her words and with approaching him with a knowing look. “Look I know you pretend to hate Max, but I also know that you do actually care about her.”

“God, why did you have to befriend the brat.” Billy shook his head and groaned.

“Cause she’s not a brat.  And you know it !” Y/n poked him in the chest

“Yeah, yeah.” he mumbled

She came chest to chest with him, wrapping her arms around his neck. Looking up at him with admiration in her eyes. “I’m glad you came tonight. You deserve to have a good Thanksgiving.”

Billy wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her impossibly closer. He smiled at her with the same amount of admiration if not more. “I’m extremely grateful to have you in my life. An it was nice, to finally have a normal Thanksgiving.”

Y/n smiled up at him. “Love you.”

“I love you too.” Billy smiled back at her, before they leaned into the kiss. Which lead to Billy pushing her back gently till the back of her legs hit the edge of her bed. Making the both of them fall on to the mattress. Y/n started giggling into the kiss. Needless to say it was a great Thanksgiving for the both of them. Y/n got to have the love of her life over for Thanksgiving, and Billy got to have a nice and fun Thanksgiving with the love of his life. Girl of his dreams.

Maybe for the rest of the Hargrove boys life Thanksgivings will be like this. At least he damn well hopes they are.

Happy Thanksgiving 🦃🍪🍻🍁

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sometimes I wonder, what if I was selfless and giving, at least then I wouldn't care about what people were taking from me

Giving: They say that God works in mysterious ways. Well he does as we who are his children give him permission to serve through us based on Divine intention. By it coming into our awareness that we can fill someone else's need. In the sense without it unjustly going against us in any manner. What truly comes around will go around in blessed ways when it is based on unconditional Love. ---Ivan Pozo-Illas / Atrayo.

"Jewels of Truth: A Soul Odyssey Within", Volume 1 pg. 24

Giving support for the work of the ministry is a vitally important responsibility. Ask yourself though - when the plate is passed on Sunday morning and you drop in that offering, what is your honest motivation?

If you think that it is a way of helping your church or favorite ministry while also getting a tax deduction to boot, THINK AGAIN! God is not interested in your money, but your heart. In fact, when you give to gain your offering is an abomination to Him, because He is much more interested in honouring and obeying Him than your booty of sacrifice. (1 Samuel 15:22)

The Bible promises blessing to those that give out of a grateful and honest heart, so when 'Funding In Faith' there is a blessing promised to the giver. Now keep in mind that this is NOT a 'Give To Gain' scheme, and just because you give does not mean a tit-for-tat recompense from heaven of showered wealth. God blesses in many different ways so when we give out of a pure heart, His blessings manifest often in ways we never anticipated or expected!

So give without looking at how it may or may not affect the bottom line of your 1040 tax form. Give instead as God leads you in your spirit, not based on if it is 'tax deductible.' It will not only help others, but you’ll help yourself in ways you will never see coming.

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