Billie Eilish x male reader (Rewrite)

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Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center, Westwood, Los Angeles, California

12:45 AM PST

Monday, February 22, 2020

"Aren't you going to go home?" asked Kaleb

"No, I'll sleep here," I said

"He'll be alright y'know. It wouldn't hurt if you took care of yourself too,"

I didn't reply. He sighed.

"Just make sure you sleep this time," he said.

I could hear his steps getting further and further from the room till the only thing I could hear was the heartrate monitor beeping. That insistent beeping.

The tv was till on and we were still on the news. Everyone was eating it up like candy.

Everyone's photo flashed on the screen.

Mine, Kaleb's, Billie's, Y/N's, Helen's, His.

I turned off the TV.

Day 8 and he was still asleep.

"Everything is going to be alright, Y/N. Everything is going to be alright.

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Ronald Reagan UCLA Medical Center, Westwood, Los Angeles, California

1:23 PM PST

Thursday, April 29, 2021

"I'm putting him off his meds from now on. Just therapy, and he's going to come once every two months. Does that sound good?"

"Yes, of course," I said, "I know you can't discuss the details, Doctor, but how is he?"

"Well, Mr. Michaels, he's doing much better now. Y/N is an exceptional patient, and you've been a great guardian for the past year. You don't need to worry as much anymore,"

I smiled, "See you in July then,"

"See you in July,"

I got out of the room and headed to the parking lot. He was sitting on the hood of the car, reading a book.

"Reading in the sun is not good for your eyes," I said

"Yes, mother,"

"What did she say?"

"Two months from now on, and you're off the meds,"

He smiled.

The drive back home was slow. On our way back, Y/n insisted we get some takis for Billie.

"A peace offering," he said, "I told her I'd be back about an hour ago,"

"Jesus Christ,"

After that detour, there wasn't much road left to go through. I parked the car at the door. Billie's and Julian's cars were already there.

"Do you have the presents?" he asked,

"Of course I do. I'm the uncle, not you,"

We got out and could hear the birthday songs playing from the backyard.

"If it's this loud for the kid's first month, Imagine the first year,"

"Well, the family wealth gotta go somewhere," I said

Just as I was about to knock, the door was flung open by a slightly irritated Billie. Y/N hid his face behind the bag full of takis.

"I come in peace! I come in peace!"