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Billy Hargrove was...trying. At least that could be said about him. He knew he still had a long way to go, but he was making little steps. Being more protective of Max in his own gruff way. Not giving the other kids so much shit. Becoming a little bit better with Steve Harrington.He was actually a lot better with him. When he saw him he immediately sidled up to Steve, his eyes lighting up at the guy he could now call his friend. Maybe even best friend if he was feeling particularly brave. "Hey."His heart swelled when Steve smiled back. "Hey.""You know," Billy continued. "You look like my first husband."Steve rolled his eyes. "Man, we're still in high school. You're not even married so that's dumb."Billy smirked then. "No. Not yet." "Oh--"