daddy; B.E. imagines

hoodie

THIRD PERSON POV

"is that mine?"

billie blinked sleepily at her girlfriend, rubbing one eye.

"what?" her hair was a fluffy mess about her head, and y/n had to resist the urge to play with it. y/n thought it was adorable.

"my hoodie." she said.

billie looked down at the black hoodie she was wrapped up in.

"yeah, why?"

"you look adorable." y/n said. she should've been used to her girlfriend stealing her stuff by then, but it always hit her every time; how much she absolutely loved her girl. and how billie was her girl. it shocked her every time that someone so beautiful and talented as billie had fallen for her.

billie wrinkled her nose, which made her only look even cuter to y/n.

"it's just a hoodie."

"yeah, but it's my hoodie." y/n smiled as her girlfriend blushed.

"i don't know. it's just cute."

"you're a dork." billie said, wrapping her arms around y/n.

she had the familiar smell of coconut and vanilla that y/n now thought of as home. billie was warm and cozy, and the hoodie that y/n didn't actually care about was soft. the heat was on, but nothing felt warmer than standing in their apartment, together. y/n wished she could bottle up the feeling forever.

"yeah, but i'm your dork." she whispered into billie's hair.

"i know." billie hugged her tighter.

"and i love you."

y/n closed her eyes, completely happy and satisfied to stay there forever in her girlfriend's arms.

"i love you too."

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IK ITS SHORT BUT IDC BC I LOVE IT

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