daddy; B.E. imagines

halley's comet

THIRD PERSON POV

she had been wracked by fever chills for hours.

on and off. toss and turn. the pain never faded.

y/n found herself longing for her friend in between unrestful bouts of sleep. she missed billie dearly. she would know what to do to help her.

instead, she laid alone.

so y/n filled the silence with her own voice.

"billie is so pretty." the sick girl mused. she laid on her bed, mumbling to herself. her fever was spiking by the minute.

"she acts all tough, but she's so soft. so pretty... i love her." y/n continued. she hummed, then giggled.

vaguely, she registered the sound of a door opening, then closing.

"finally." a voice breathed.

y/n tried to lift her head to look, but found herself unable. she was far too weak.

"it's okay y/n/n, it's okay, i'm here now." soft hands began stroking y/n's hair. a thumb stroked over her cheek. y/n blinked a few times. she caught a glimpse of blonde hair above her. after a few seconds of focusing, billie's face finally came into her vision.

"b-billie?" she slurred.

"yes, yes y/n, it's me, you're okay." billie whispered. she settled down onto the couch beside her. billie very gently pulled y/n's head into her lap.

"i've got you." she said. y/n smiled.

"it's okay, you're safe with me." billie ran her fingers through y/n's damp hair, combing out the knots and tangles. billie tugged the blanket up over y/n, enveloping her in a soft warmth.

"it's gonna be okay. it'll be over soon, and you'll feel all better." billie told her.

y/n believed that. she reached for billie's hand. billie softly held it, rubbing her thumb over y/n's fingers. she kept the other one in her hair, stroking it gently.

billie wasn't like this with other people. y/n felt special, cared for, loved. billie brushed her hand over y/n's forehead. her fingers were cold and seemed to chase away the fever.

y/n relaxed against billie. billie lifted her carefully and held her to her chest.

"it's okay, i've got you." she repeated.

"got me." y/n whispered in reply. billie giggled. oh, y/n loved that laugh. she could listen to it for hours and never get bored.

"yes, i've got you."

they sat in a comfortable silence for a while. y/n didn't know how long. she focused on billie's hand in her hair. she felt sleepy, the rhythmic patterns of billie's breathing almost lulling her to dreamland.

"you're so pretty, y/n." billie said softly, pushing a piece of hair out of her eyes. they stared at each other for a moment. y/n tried to memorize billie's face. every speck in her eyes, her freckles, all of it. she wanted to remember, to know, that face for as long as she lived. billie rubbed her back softly.

"i love you." y/n said. billie smiled. oh how y/n loved that smile.

"i love you too, cutie." billie brushed back her hair and kissed y/n's forehead. y/n might have blushed if she wasn't so sick. or maybe she did, because billie giggled and repeated the action.

billie hugged y/n a little tighter. y/n felt a wave of sickness roll over her. she whimpered.

"shh, shh, you're okay y/n/n, i've got you. it's gonna be okay. everything will be okay. just focus on me, kay?" y/n's eyes fluttered up to billie's face. she gave her a worried look.

"mkay." y/n replied, shutting her eyes. a part of her felt like she needed to stay awake. she needed to keep her eyes open for billie, stay with her. but she was just so exhausted. billie resumed stroking and petting her hair. y/n felt her lips on the top of her head a few times. soft murmurs of "i've got you." and "you're okay." filled her ears.

y/n had almost fallen asleep when the sounds changed. billie was humming. y/n thought she recognized the song, but it took too much brain power to figure it out.

"halley's comet, comes around more than i do, but you're all it takes for me to break a promise, silly me to fall in love with you..."

singing. billie was singing. y/n smiled softly. she loved billie's singing. she loved the loud, fast, angry songs she wrote. she loved her fun, happy, bouncy pop songs she sang along to in the car or in the shower. and she loved this, this soft, gentle, quiet singing that comforted y/n's every fear.

"i haven't slept since sunday, midnight for me is 3am for you, but my sleepless nights are better with you than nights could ever be alone, i was good at feeling nothing, now i'm hopeless, what a drag to love you like i do."

billie sang softly above her, calming her with her hand in her hair and stroking her hand. y/n's eyes fluttered closed.

"i'm here, y/n, i'm here. i love you." billie whispered, face hidden in y/n's hair.

and finally, y/n let herself fall asleep.

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