Billie Eilish Imagines

Getaway

"Sure you don't need help?" 

"Yep." 

You pursed your lips to hold back a laugh as you watched your girlfriend struggle to put up a tent. 

She stopped to wipe the sweat from her forehead and narrowed her eyes at you. "I ain't no pussy ass bitch." She muttered, studying the tarp on the ground. 

"Okay." You shrugged. 

You hadn't been super keen to the idea of camping at first, but it felt like you and Billie had been to every place that there was to go in LA, and you didn't mind the change of scenery. It was Billie's idea, since she had apparently gone camping all the time as a child, although it wasn't exactly obvious at this moment. 

Surprisingly, she finally managed to get the tent up all by herself, folding her arms and smirking at you. 

You smiled up at her from where you sat on the ground with your elbows resting on your knees. "Two hours we'll never get back." 

"Fuck you." She scoffed as she pulled you up onto your feet. 

Your eyes flicked down to the cleavage spilling out from her green tank top as she bent over. "Never said I didn't enjoy watching you." 

"That's fair." She leaned in to give you a peck on the lips. 

"So... what now?" You asked, looking around with a hand shielded over your eyes. You weren't very outdoorsy and hadn't been camping since you were maybe nine years old, so besides sitting around a campfire eating s'mores you were at a bit of a loss here.

Billie glanced over in the direction of the nearby lake and then back at you with a mischievous look you knew all too well. 

You followed her gaze and then scrunched your face, shaking your head. "I think not." 

She rolled her eyes. "Come onn, I'm sweating my balls off out here." 

"Well that's your own fault for not letting me help y-" 

Your mouth hung open as she turned and started walking away while you were mid-sentence. 

You groaned as you jogged to catch up with her. 

"Come to your senses?" She smirked as she walked up onto the dock. 

"No." You stood firmly on the ground with your arms folded. You had a deeply rooted fear of open bodies of water, especially when you couldn't see what was in there with you, and Billie knew that. 

She tried giving you puppy dog eyes for a minute and then shrugged and pulled her shirt over her head. And then her bra. Two seconds later she was standing completely naked in front of you. 

"Sure you don't wanna get in?" 

You tried to keep a neutral facial expression and keep your eyes from flicking down to her flawless body as you stared at her. That lasted for all of about two seconds.

"Ugh, fine."

This bitch was always involving you in shit that you had no business doing otherwise. 

You cautiously climbed up onto the dock and slowly began removing your clothing, looking around to make sure no one could be watching. 

"There's no one out here, relax." Billie assured you. 

Once your clothes were in a pile at your feet, she took your hand and led you to the edge of the dock. 

"Okay on the count of three; one, two-"

"Wait, wait, wait." Your heart started racing as you looked into discolored water. "Not yet." 

"Oh my God, bro." Billie let go of your hand and jumped in with a splash. 

After a few seconds her head bobbed back up and she pushed her bright green hair back out of her eyes. 

"See? I'm still alive." She called out to you.

You simply looked at her. 

"Come on baby, there's nothing to be scared offf." She put on a singsong voice as she grinned and held her arms out to you. 

Your heart fluttered at the sight of her and you took a deep, shaky breath. After hesitating for a minute longer you just decided fuck it, if you died you died, and jumped in with a squeal. 

You weren't anticipating the how frigidly cold the water would to be, and you struggled to breathe for a minute as you came up for air. 

Billie laughed loudly and swam up to wrap you in her embrace. "You did it!"

You grinned as she brought you in for a long, passionate kiss. You could feel her bellybutton ring up against your skin as well as her nipple piercings pressed into your boobs. 

After a short makeout session the two of you laughed and splashed around for a while; until you felt something brush up against your leg and immediately climbed out of the water, refusing to get back in. 

By then, the late afternoon sun had begun to sink lower in the sky, nearing the tops of the mountains in the distance. 

Billie climbed up next to you, intertwining your fingers as you layed back on the dock in silence, letting the water slowly drip off your bodies. 

Once you were mostly dry, you put your clothes back on and walked hand in hand back over to the campsite as the sun set behind you. 

You immediately went over to put on one of Billie's hoodies and sweatpants as she did the same. 

Once you were settled, she took you out to help her collect wood, and before long you were sitting on the ground watching Billie expertly start a fire a few feet away from you. It had grown dark out and you were admittedly a bit scared, but you always felt relatively safe with her around.  

You studied her face as it began to reflect the orange glow, her features becoming more prominent in the shadows. She was now wearing a black beanie with her hood pulled up over it, looking almost too cute to handle. 

Once she had a steady fire going, she went to grab bags of various food items from the back of her car. 

"Watchu lookin at?" She teased as she noticed your eyes following her every move. 

You stuck your tongue out in response, prompting her to come over and lay a sweet kiss on your lips before sitting down cross-legged next to you on the blanket. 

"Sit." She said, gesturing to her lap. 

You obliged and scooted over so that your back was against her front and your head rested on her shoulder. She rummaged through the bags and pulled out a case of veggie hot dogs to roast over the fire. 

You talked and laughed as you ate, enjoying each other's presence and the serenity of the outdoors. After a while, the fire began to dim and your eyes grew heavier and heavier as the night went on. 

Billie seemed to notice your body grow limp and your breath become more rhythmic as she gently layed you down and began cleaning everything up. You could hear car doors opening and closing and a zipping sound from the tent as she got your sleeping arrangements ready. 

You sensed her footsteps nearing again as she kneeled down next to you to brush some hair out of your face, causing your eyelashes to flutter slightly. 

She put the fire out and then proceeded to pick you up bridal style and carry you into the tent, as if you were a sleeping child. 

She placed you down in the double sleeping bag and zipped the tent back up before crawling in next to you, wrapping her arms around you for warmth and comfort. You burried your face in her chest and were immediately knocked out cold, snug from her presence. 

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short 'n sweet <3