You and Billie were ordering Starbucks. "Hey, can I get an ice cloud caramel macchiato?" You asked the man.
He flashed you a smirk and looked you up and down, "anything for you, cutie."
You internally gagged, "shut the fuck up, you stupid ass man hoe." Billie said as she wrapped her arms around your waist.
The man rolled his eyes and mumbled a 'whatever.'
"You want to say that louder?" Billie said as she let go of you. You held her hand tightly to hold her back. The man shook his head and went to the back.
"That's what I fucking thought!" She yelled. She dragged you out of the Starbucks.
"Aw, Bills. My Starbucks!!" You whined. She snapped her head towards you. "We're not going back in there. Especially you. This is exactly why I tell you not to wear revealing outfits. People hit on you a lot. And you're only mine."
"Oh.." you said dumbfounded. "But babe, you know I love you. And if people want to hit on me, let them. I know I'm hot. And I would never leave you." You reassured her.
"Yes, you are hot.." she mumbled as she kissed your lips.
You kissed back, and pulled away a few seconds later. "I love you."
"I love you too."
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Billie Eilish Imagines
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