|| Billie Eilish Oneshots ||

•Sleepover in the bathroom•

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Billies Pov:

Y/N was supposed to be home over an hour ago.
she went out partying with some friends and said shed be back by 12.... its currently 1:30 am.

ive been blowing up her phone but ive gotten absolutely no answer, not only am i extremely worried about her, im pretty upset that she isnt home by the time she said she would be. especially since she knows how much i overthink.

-45 minutes later-

i hear the door open and shut loudly.

shes home.

i continue scrolling on my phone, waiting for her to eventually stumble her drunken self here.

after a fee minutes of hearing clanging in the kitchen she comes stumbling in holding a raw hot dog?? she's drunk.. and bad.

"oh hey b-baby"

y/n spoke softly but still slurring her words, she stumbled over and plopped down on the couch, chowing down on her hotdog.

"where have you been"

i dont yell but i speak with a stern tone.

"you were supposed to be home over an hour ago y/n. whats up with that?" I know she probably did it by accident and lost track of time but im still upset because she does this alot.

"oh my p-phone died a-and i couldn't call u-uber"
y/n said while giggling to herself slightly "whoopsies"

"no y/n not whoopsies you cant let this keep happening-"

im cut off by her suddenly getting up and running to the bathroom.. y/ns stomach has never reacted good to alcohol but she dont gaf

i slowly sat up and started walking to the bathroom, as i walk un shes knees on the ground bent over the toilet throwing up

"oh baby.."
i speak with a soft and quiet tone, i may be mad at her but i hate seeing her like this.. i walk over to her and slip her hair into a ponytail so it stays out of her way before having her sit down so i can take her shoes off.

"b-billie my t-tummy hurts!"
y/n said while grasping her chest and leaning back in pain.

"i know baby, its gonna be ok"
i speak with a soft tone to calm her. after i slip her shoes off i quickly slip her tight jeans off so she can be more comfortable. after that i stand up.

"ill be right back baby"
i tell her with a reassuring tone, y/n has always hated puking in bowls so when she gets drunk like this we normally sleep together on the bathroom floor so she has easy access to the toilet

after a few minutes i renter the bathroom with a pillow and blanket in hand, i set them down on the groud before shutting off the lights and laying y/ns sickly body down.

after i have her laid down she passes out almost instantly, i scoot over to her and bring her into my arms

"just another sleepover in the bathroom.."

i say before drifting asleep.