𝒊 𝒅𝒐𝒏𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒕 | 𝑩.𝑬

-chapter nine-

*lynx's POV*

"I don't want the soup, Billie." I say weakly, cowering away as much as I can from the spoon my girlfriend is holding for me.

She sighs, trying her hardest not too let her frustration come out.

I know I'm being difficult right now but....I just can't help it.

"Baby, you love my Mom's soup. This isn't like you - please just tell me what's wrong do I can help."

The truth is I really don't want to eat right now. Whether that's because I feel too physically sick to eat or because it's what I've been trying to avoid all week, I don't know.

But I don't want to.

Billie's been trying too figure out why I'm so sick ever since I refused to tell her why. But as much as I love her, I just can't bring myself to tell her.

She would get mad.

I just want us too be okay.

I'm tired of always arguing.

"Please Baby. If you eat this, I'll snuggle up to you on this couch and watch however many episodes of this TV show you want."

Really, she just wants to make sure I'm alright. I know she just cafes for me and I know that I should just eat it. Billie's not in any wrong here so I shouldn't punish her.

"Okay." I give in quietly, nodding my head as Billie gives me a small smile, quickly kissing me before scooping up the liquid into the spoon, gently blowing on it then holding it infront of my mouth, me slowly opening it up, and swallowing the soup.

Something I've noticed is that when me or Billie has something wrong with us, whether that be an emotion, a sickness or an injury, we tend to go full on baby mode.

That's really just one of the reasons I love Billie so much.

When she feels particularly vulnerable, she'll show it and when I do the same, she does everything in her power to make me feel alright again.

I know we have our differences but we both need each other and that's why we can always push past things, even if we necessarily shouldn't.

"Good girl." Billie mutters, making my stomach flutter - and in a good way. Fuck, why does she have to do this now?

She notices the look on my eye and chuckles, looking down and then meeting my gaze again.

"Trust me, Princess. When you're all better, I'll make it up too you. I promise."

Billie's voice goes dangerously low, making sure only I can hear her.

Compared too highschool, Billie's got much better control of her sex drive, she respects me and I do her but sometimes her having a ridiculously high libido is kind of a curse.

"Now eat your soup baby."

-

"You guys are my favourite couple." Drew says, waking me from my nap. I must have drifted off with Billie, watching OUAT.

"Ssh, you're going too wake her up." Billie hisses, clearly not aware that I'm awake.

Everytime I find myself in a situation like this, it reminds me how much Billie actually cares for me and it makes me feel comfortably fuzzy inside.

"Why is she sick anyways?" Drew asks interestedly, me feeling Billie move too wrap her arm around my torso, careful not too press on my stomach.

"I don't know." Billie sighs, breath on my neck. "She'll tell me when she's ready. I'm just worried that of she's that scared of telling me, is it what she did that she's scared too tell me or is she just scared of how I'll react?"