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If you don't have bigger boobs, pretend that you do.Billie lays down behind me on the couch as I press play on Dexter.
He wraps his arms around my waist, his head propped up on my shoulder.
I turn my head toward the unfolding episode on the tv as I feel Billie shift. I assume that he'll stop. He doesn't.
He keeps moving his head.I turn to look at him as he brings a hand up to attempt to flatten one of my breasts to my chest.
"What are you doing Billie?" I laugh.
"I can't see the tv past your tits." He groans.
"Hey, I thought you liked my tits." I pout.
"I do, but I kinda wanna see what's going on in the show, y'know?"
"I'm sure you'll find a way" I giggle, ruffling his hair.
He finally just drops his head down on top of my breasts.
"Ow."
"Sorry." He offers a sympathetic smile.
"Ah, but look. I can see now!" He exclaims.so incredibly short but I had an idea so why not write it 🤷♀️
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FanfictionGreen Day oneshots. It's mostly Billie but I'll write for Mike and Tre if someone requests or if I just feel like it idk anyway here you go. ⚠️I don't mean any of this to be offensive in anyway and I write and post all of this with the utmost respec...