Random Requests/One Shots

*****NEW***** Dubai

At night, from the luxurious hotel room, the view of Dubai was breathtaking. The quiet and comforting ambiance of the dark and cool room was so different from the roaring energy in the stadium just hours earlier.

The skyline was illuminated by towering skyscrapers, its lights piercing the night sky. The streets below were alive with energy, as the city's lights reflect off the water of the nearby marina.

"Wow, this is perfect" you thought to yourself as you admired the distant glow.

You heard the shower turn off in the bathroom. Billie Joe must have just finished up.

While looking out the balcony, amazed at the view outside and going back into your thoughts, there was an airplane flying by that caught your attention and made you realize that you leave to the airport in the morning.

Billie Joe came up to you from behind and wrapped his arms around your waist as be nuzzled his nose into your neck, inhaling your scent and planting a soft, loving kiss there.

"I don't want to leave here, Billie" you said as you turned to face him. "We've had such a wonderful time." you said sadly. "I never don't want this to end."

His eyes were a dark green and sparkling with the reflection from the outside lights.

"Babe, we have a whole tour ahead of us. There's a shit ton of other places to see." he said with a soft chuckle.

"Come here." he pulled you closer towards him and planted a kiss on the top of your head. Reassuring you

"It's my first time here and I'm so happy we're doing this together, y'know? It means a lot to me babe."

He placed a protective kiss on your head. "I gotta be honest, I'm kinda getting homesick already but uh, having you beside me kinda feels like home." he murmured, with a hint of vulnerability, his voice deep and raspy from yelling political views in-between singing his songs just hours before. 

His blonde hair was towel dried and messy, the scent of his soap, cedar wood and citrus. He looked delicious.

You locked eyes with his, you were the only thing that mattered to him in that moment.

You nodded at what he had said and kissed his collar bone, resting your head on him as your hands wandered over his tattooed chest. He gently rubbed your face with so much love and kindness. giving you sweet kisses on your forehead. his experienced hands finding they way towards yours as you intertwined your fingers.

You both were making out a while when he took a pause and smiled.

"You want to fuck around?" he asked with a mischievous grin.

"Billie Joe!" you said shyly smiling. playfully pushing yourself away from his chest, knowing damn well that you needed him.

He took the towel off from his waist and threw it to the floor as he sat on the bed and watched you.

You couldn't help but giggle.

"What are you doing!?" you asked

"I uh, would like to be doing your mouth...." he said trying not to laugh.

"Come here baby." he signaled with his finger and patted the empty side of the bed beside him.

You playfully sighed and sat next to him

"I uh, need a microphone check y'know?" he said as he laid down and got comfortable.

WHAT A GOOFBALL!

"Okay, Mr. Armstrong, give me the microphone." you said playing along his stupid little game.

"Wait, wait.....first you got to take your clothes off." he insisted, "You know...the audience needs to see what you're wearing, that's crucial."