The other male shoving him hard, Steve had harshly shoved him back, his fingers brushing over his jacket, an angered look on his face as he soon walking towards Jonathan, gripping onto the collar of the jacket, his expression more off than ever. “Listen, you filthy little reject. Photographing without my permission is an invasion of my PRIVACY. You do it again and I swear to God, I will kill you myself.”
“look harrington ━ do whatever you want ━ say whatever you want about me. beat me to a pulp. but keep my brothers name out of your motherfucking mouth!” he hissed, his anger getting the best of him.
Hearing the other’s words, Steve had rolled his eyes, knowing that talking about Will stepped over a line, but he wasn’t going to admit that. “If your brother weren’t missing, I’d fucking beat you RIGHT now, Byers. But I’m not going to,” He mused, letting go of Jonathan’s collar, gaze still on him.
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