You're my muse

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"Are you ever going to use the door or are you going to keep climbing though my window at random times?" Y/n asked with her back turned as Billie stepped in through the large window.
   "Using the window is sneakier. I missed you lovely." Billie hugged Y/n from behind and sucked in the sweet smell of her perfume.
      "I missed you too Billie."
"What are you writing in there? You never let me read whatever you're boringly jotting down. " Billie complained as Y/n closed the book and placed it in her drawer, locking it with a key.
     "You'll be able to read it someday. Let's just say you're my muse in writing." Y/n turned around and captured Billie's soft, pink lips with her own.
     "Are you going to read to me tonight? I haven't been able to sleep since you went away." Y/n looked at Billie with her hopeful green eyes, which Billie loved.
    Billie couldn't ever say no to her when her eyes widen and fill with hope and desperation.
   Billie's lips curled into a gentle smile and pecked her lips.
    "Of course. Get in bed. Cmon." Billie said quietly, pushing herself further onto the soft bed filled with plushies.
     Y/n laid with her body positioned in between Billie's legs and her head resting on her chest.
    Billie drug her thumb up and down across Y/n's nose while reading to her in that sweet, gentle voice she knew made Y/n incredibly sleepy.
    In no time the young girl had fallen asleep but Billie didn't leave like she always did.
   She was there when she woke up too.

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