Runaway ~ (Completed) ✅ ~

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(y/n) - your name

(d/n) - different name

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The sun peeked through the open blinds as the sleeping couple lay in bed, (y/n) being the one to wake up first as she laid her head on Billy's chest with his arm around her. She didn't want to get up today, feeling lazy and not all that eager to get out of her loves embrace as he pulled her tight. Billy opened his eyes and chuckles at how (y/n) buried her head against his chest, sighing out as he rubbed her shoulder before whining in annoyance as he decided to get out of bed.

"No..." (y/n) groans out, instantly feeling cold as she peeks her eyes open above the blankets.

"Morning to you too darling."

"Come back to bed..."

"I would love to but some of us wanted to go shopping with shitbird." Billy smirks as (y/n) groans, knowing she had to get up now to not disappoint her little redhead friend. "I'll see you downstairs." Billy kisses (y/n) head before going to freshen up as she just sits in bed for a couple of minutes to wake up. She was contemplating to go back to sleep but heard an energetic little girl slam her door open in excitement.

"Ah for fucks sake..." the girl grudgingly gets out of bed and heads to the bathroom to brush her teeth, freshening up before heading downstairs to be suddenly hit with something smelling really good. (Y/n) gasps as a speedster little redhead zooms past her from the smell of breakfast, grabbing onto the stair railing to balance herself before walking down into the kitchen. She chuckles seeing Max waiting patiently at the kitchen counter, talking her brothers ear off about what shops she was going to take his girlfriend to.

"We need to get new clothes, some shoes, oh maybe some cool sunnies too!"

"Don't go crazy shitheel." Billy rolls his eyes but smiles when he feels arms around his waist, feeling his love lay her head on his bare back.

"Something smells good." (Y/n) says as she peeks her head around Billy to look at the breakfast he was making. He had always cooked for them to back home in California, paranoid about his love using the kitchen since her memory was wiped but she always eases him showing that she could still make basic stuff.

"I miss (y/n)'s food. Especially her baked goods." Max whines out, complaining about how terrible the food was when Billy cooks.

"Billy's gotten better Max, you would be very surprised." The younger girl quirks her brows in surprise at the older girls response and it was true. Billy had to learn to make things for himself and learned to cook for (y/n) when she found him, especially when she didn't want to eat. "Also, I used to bake and cook too?" Max frowns lightly that (y/n) didn't remember the amount of times the older girl had given her and Billy actual feasts with the excuse of using them as taste testers. Max knew that (y/n) was just making sure they were being fed, one of the subtle things Billy fell in love with.

"The first time I tasted anything you made was that lasagna. The best fucking lasagna I ever tasted." Billy says, letting (y/n) steal some bacon to munch on.

"Mums casserole tasted bland after that." Max laughs as (y/n) smiles with her. "The whole block would know you were cooking from the smell and the music that escaped your house, you kept the windows open."

"Oh my god, I did?"

"I think you did it to make sure the stupid fire alarm didn't go off." Billy says as he sets the breakfast down on the counter for everyone.

"So Max, where do you want to shop?" (Y/n) asks as she ate and Billy nods to see her eating.

"Depends on where my brother is taking you." The girls look at the male and he shrugs.