BILLIE EILISH IMAGINES// REQUESTS OPEN

Lunch🌹

Overview:  Billie calls Y/N in the middle of the night and invites her to her hotel room for some 'lunch.'
This is supposed to be loosely based on the lyrics from lunch ig and I got this idea from another Billie Eilish oneshot but I forgot who the author was so I can't tag them unfortunately. Anyway... enjoy!

"Shit Billie, it's 2 am? Why are you calling so late?" I grumble sleepily when I pick up Billie's call.

"You don't wanna see me baby?" Billie replies teasingly.

I grin, "why did you call me, Bils?" 

"My bed feels lonely..." Billie chuckles in a sort of confidence that makes me wonder how much alcohol she has consumed tonight. "You're not busy, are you?"

"No I'm free," I laugh, my smile widening.

"Good." Billie whispers into the phone. "Call me when you're there, mmkay?"

~10 minutes later~

I pull up into the parking lot of the hotel, dressed in a tight green dress and kitten heels, ridiculous really considering that they will spend most of the visit on the floor. I grab my phone out of my bag and ring Billie's contact. After less than two rings, Billie picks up.

"Eager are you?" I tease, stepping out of my jeep and entering the hotel lobby, which is empty say for one person at the counter. 

"Oh shut up," Billie sighs in fake annoyance. "I'm in room 74."

"Alright, I'll be up in a sec." I reply.

"Oh and baby?" Billie says just before I hang up.

"Yeah?"

"I bought you a gift, something rare that you might like." Billie says.

I chuckle softly. "Oh yeah? What is it?"

"Well it's a surprise dumbass," Billie snorts. "I left it under 'Claire' by the way."

At that I laugh and hang up the phone, approaching the help desk.

The woman at the counter looks as if she's already asleep so I have to clear my throat to get her attention. 

"Yes?" She grumbles.

"Hi, yes. I'm here to pick up a package that was left here for me? it should be under 'Claire'?"

The woman sighs and stands up to grab a small parcel wrapped in what looks like tissues and a bow made of an old shoelace. I can't help but laugh at Billie's attempts to wrap it.

"Thank you," I say to the woman, grabbing the package and heading to the elevator.

As the lift goes up, all the way to room 74, I unwrap Billie's mysterious gift. 

Oh my god.

I laugh as I discard the 'wrapping paper' and admire its contents. The present is in fact, a tiny lace g-string that looks more suited to floss my teeth with than to serve as underpants. I grin as the elevator comes to a stop at the 4th floor. 

The door to room 74 is unlocked and I push it open with eagerness. Billie flashes me her trademark grin and pulls back her long black hair into a high ponytail as I enter.

"Hey baby," Billie says lazily, taking a seat at the small circular table in the center of the room.

"Hey Bils," I reply, attempting to appear casual.

"Are you hungry?" Billie asks, already walking towards the fridge and pulling out an assortment of snacks.

"Famished," I call back.