A Billie Eilish Fanfic- Juvie

Shower Take 2. (Not really SMUT...yet)

Billie's POV.

I just about shit myself when I saw Cleo walking into the shower room, but when I saw her go into the stall beside me? Priceless. She was covered up in a towel, her dyed black hair a curly mess, curves visible even through the towel. Her cheeks looked red, like she had been crying. She looked upset at the shower situation. I remembered when I first came here and had to strip in front of everyone. It's horrifying. It feels like you have no human rights, but now it feels so normal that if I had a shower alone it would be strange.

She looked at me shyly and gave me a weak half smile,

"Good morning."

I gave her a full smile, completely naked but casually trying to cover my big tits by crossing my arms in front of my chest,

"How was your first night?"

"Zendaya hates me now," she stated casually.

My eyebrows furrowed and she shook her head,

"Long story, but I think that's how she is going to stay now."

I nodded and tried not to pry any further.

"Billie?"

Ugh when she said my name it sounded so sexy.

"Could I...maybe borrow some of your soap? Just until I get some money on my books. I don't have anything."

"Of course," I replied. I handed her soap and even my shampoo which was expensive af at the store and then tried not to stare as she took her towel off.

I guess I made it too obvious because she gigged and said,

"You know...I am using your soap. You can look if you want."

I stared at her beautiful body straight on for the first time and it felt like a moment in movie. Besides the correctional officers and open shower lay out and barb wire fence keeping us in the building...very romantic.

We got dressed and headed out of the shower room together, making small talk. I could already feel myself developing feelings for her but I feel this way so so often and it ends up just being a sexual thing. It's hard to tell.