stressed

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~ y/n's pov ~
chapter includes: imagine

i stand up from the couch with eden when i get a text from billie, saying she'll be home soon.

she had to be out with her team, and she was filming a music video today, and she had some press to do. it's about 1am now.

it's not that late for me actually, but it's passed edens bedtime and she won't go to bed unless billie nurses her.

this is eden :) she looks a lot like billie except she has brown eyes and more of a brunette color for her hair

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this is eden :) she looks a lot like billie except she has brown eyes and more of a brunette color for her hair. and she's mixed.

"where's mommy? mommy's gonna be home soon." i watch eden get excited, and i wipe the drool off of her face.

"mamamama." she vocalizes, watching as billies car pulls into the driveway through the window.

shortly after, i hear keys jingling in the door lock, and the door opening.

she walks in, and i can see how tired she is. eden starts screaming, something she does a lot and needs to stop doing. "shh." i whisper.

"hey, baby. you look tired." i give her a kiss. "yeah, i'm exhausted." she agrees.

"she's still up?" she asks, taking eden from me. "yeah, she wouldn't go to sleep since you weren't here." i explain.

"she better get used to me being gone for a long time, i have a lot to do this week." billie sighs, taking eden back to her room.

"i can put her to bed for yo-
"i got it." she declines my offer.

"k, call for me if you need me." i walk back to our bedroom to get the bed ready. and by that i mean taking off the unnecessary amount of pillows and pulling the blankets back.

i walk into the hallway, peeking into edens bedroom. i watch billie rock eden to sleep, massaging her scalp as she nurses her.

i smile and wait by the door for billie to be done. maybe about 5-8 minutes later, billie walks out, rubbing her hands over her face.

"you ready for bed?" she nods, wrapping her arms around me and resting her head on my collarbone.

"i'm so fucking exhausted, but at the same time i'm not tired. i don't know how to explain it." she sighs.

"i understand. you need sleep, billie. you should tell your team that you're stressed and exhausted." i run my fingers through her hair.

"they wouldn't listen to me. i'm making them money, that's all they care about anyways." she grumbles.

"what all do you have to do this week?" i ask. "mostly the rest is at home, i have to do zoom interviews. but wednesday i'll be gone, i have a video shoot for the title track." she starts as we walk back to the bedroom.

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