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warnings: fluff, a reader with tics
plot: you and billie are at the airport and paparazzi annoy you making your tics show
a/n: i have tics and dis was a dream i have my tics get triggered with different emotions i feel strongly mostly when i'm extremely happy good thing i'm dEpReSsEd
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We pull up to the airport terminal and paps are already here how the fuck do they know where we are all the time
Billie grabs hold of my hand using her other hand to push her blue hair away from her face soon our door opens and Billie and I get rushed away from the paparazzi but oh boy are they on our tail
I feel a familiar tickle feeling making my eyes unwillingly dart around and then widen which Billie takes notice and holds my hand pulling me closer to her putting her chin on my shoulder giving me a soft kiss on my neck and she whispers to me
"I need you to breathe, calm yourself down mama," She says moving her chin off my shoulder and she moves her hand from mine and snakes her arm around my waist
I nodded taking a deep breath to ignore all the people yelling out random-ass questions
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We finally get onto the jet I sit down closing my eyes letting myself tic when I need and Billie taps on my leg and i open my eyes
"Hm?" I ask
"Get up so I can sit here I want to cuddle you," she said in her baby voice making me smile I stand up moving so Billie can sit down and she pulled me onto her lap petting my hair
"Stupid fucking paps were stressing you out i'm sorry" Billie mumbles into your shoulder
"It's fine the most annoying thing about it was my tics acting up" I groan rolling my eyes
"I love you, you hid them, well mama" Billie whispered kissing behind my ear
"I love you too" I smiled
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this is short and writing this lit rally triggered my tics LMAO
