female idols / female reader

Belle <kiss of life>

3rd person POV }

"Unforgiven im a villain im a unforgiven"
You say moving your pen around in random movements. You and belle were in the studio writing a song called 'unforgiven'. The studio was quite small, making it feel sort of cozy.
The padded walls feeding into the aura of comfort around us. Writing can be stressful and long, however Belle makes it better.

"Ahh love it!" "It's so addictive" Belle replies clapping her hands in her seat opposite you. Belle was beautiful. She looked beautiful in everything she does, she wears, every angle. You were so lucky to have someone so perfect bleed into every crevice of your life.

You watch as she takes a sip of her water, before placing it back down on the table with a faint smile on her face.

"Well we are amazing at writing" you say leaning your head in her direction.

"We as in me?" Belle asks with a smile on her face, also leaning her face to look at you.

You laugh leaning your head away, light pink blush on your cheeks.
"We as in you" you agree.

Belle smiles in victory. Her blonde hair falling perfectly on her face, framing her beauty.
It's crazy how amazing Belle can look so breathtaking in a plain white shirt and baggy jeans. Nothing will ever be more perfect than Belle.

"Let's take a break, baby" Belle says standing up, her chair sliding back on impact. She holds a hand out, inviting you to join her.
You place your hand in hers as she drags you up.

"Where are we even going?" You whine, it was already dark outside. Going out in the cold at midnight? Crazy.

"Mmh.." She takes a moment to ponder, stopping in her tracks by the door. No longer dragging you.
"Ramen?" She asks pulling your hand to her chest, a slight pout on her face.
She will deny it but damn Belle can be cute.

"Alright" "you're paying though" you say pointing an accusing finger at her.

"Making your girlfriend pay?" She asks in false disbelief, hand on her heart.

"The girlfriend deserves to pay." You reply pulling Belle out the door.
The halls of the building didn't feel nearly as warm and comforting as the studio. Belle puts a hand on your waist, directing you towards to exit. Suddenly you felt warmer.

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"Mmh" "Ramen hits so much better at night." You say just swallowing your first bite.

You were back in the warmth of the studio, Belle sitting next to you, chopsticks in hand.
Your chairs were touching and your elbows knocked against each other occasionally, not that either of you cared.

"True, i don't know why though, maybe because we always open each other's chopsticks" She says, diving back into her midnight snack.

The room fell into a comfortable silence as you both ate, occasionally Belle would hum to a song stuck in her head. Her voice beautiful without even speaking.

"You would be a great idol" You say breaking the silence.

She smiles "well if training goes well.." She says in a suggestive tone.
You place your chopsticks down, satisfied with your meal.

"Don't forget me when you become worldwide famous" You say half joking.

"You know thats not possible" She says turning just to tap her finger on your nose. Scrunching up your face you turn away from her gaze. That shouldn't make your heart race as it did.

"Who would help me write songs if I forget about you" She laughs, you hit her shoulder softly.

"Liar, you know I do all the work." You say rolling your eyes in a joking manner.

"Hey!" She giggles softly, returning your light smack. You laugh in return. As much as writing songs can be stressful, Belle will always be there to calm the nerves. Idol or not, she will always be the most important thing you've ever had.

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