𝕃𝔸𝕊𝕋 ℕ𝕀𝔾ℍ𝕋 𝕆ℕ 𝔼𝔸ℝ𝕋ℍ || Gʀᴇᴇɴ Dᴀʏ ᴏɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs

After Party - Billie x Reader (fluff)

413 words

Set in Paris, France

"You know I love dressing up for these but my feet and starting to hurt and I'm getting a bit bored."

"Would you like to go home?" Billie asks thoughtfully.

"Could we walk back?" I ask.

"I thought you said your feet hurt?" He says confused, tilting his head to the side with a tight-lipped smile.

"I can take my heels off."

"Ok then, of course we can."

"Yay!" I squeal quietly, hugging him by the arm.

I slip off my shoes as we begin walking toward the door.

Billie links arms with me and gives me a quick kiss on the cheek.

We walk out the door, onto an empty road. The street lights are lit and it's the perfect temperature.

I take a deep breath as we begin walking down the road. We walk on the road and not the sidewalk because there are no cars.
It's lovely.

"This is lovely..." I say to Billie, taking in the wonderful night.

It's so clear you; can see part of the Milky Way.

"It really is." He replies.

"I'd like to go somewhere with no light pollution. To see the stars better." I say, starring up to the greatest mystery.

"We could go to northern Ontario next week if you'd like." Billie suggests.

"That would be wonderful." I say as I intertwine my fingers with his.

Walking instep with one another we pass a street that indicates the half way mark to our hotel.

I hear a slight pitter patter around me.
I look up to the sky and feel small droplets of water dropping onto my face.

I love the rain.

Billie gasps and smiles at me,
"It's raining!" He giggles excitedly.

I smile back at him, grab both of his hands and start spinning, slowly.

The spin, turns to a sway and we move closer and closer together.

We dance, as the raining begins to pour, as if there was a symphony playing.

I lean my head into his shoulder.

I pull my head away from him and look into his eyes.

I kiss him, gently.
A soft, loving kiss.

We let go of each other and begin to walk toward our hotel once more.

The rain still pours, but it's wonderful.

I can smell the moist soil and see the earth worms surfacing on the grass beside us.

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We reach our hotel, later than expected.

But that's alright. My feet don't hurt anymore.