hot and bothered

in2deep

bil's pov: (b= billie , y/n= your name. just an fyi.)

I could sense her getting flustered and I giggled to myself.

y/n: "Not funny, Eilish. Not funny AT ALL."

I rolled my eyes started putting my stuff together as she finished in the bathroom. I heard the bathroom door creak, looked behind me to find y/n with her cheeks all red.

"Hi pretty baby." I smiled at her. She gave me a small smile and walked over to me.

She wrapped her arms around my torso and buried herself in my neck.

     y/n: "You're comfy." Her words threw me off. Comfy???

                               b: "What do you mean?"

y/n: "You make me feel safe, baby." I smiled at her response holding her tighter.

                               b: "You're my home."

She lifted her head to look at me in my eyes. She pouted her lips. I rolled my eyes and gave her a kiss.

   y/n: " Wow how romantic, Billie. Roll your eyes more."

                               b: "Shut up."

I kissed her again giggling in between. Her lips were so soft, so welcoming. She tasted like strawberry chapstick and peaches. I live to kiss her soft lips.

   b: "Sooo, you're sleeping at mine, baby?"

       y/n: "Yep. Let me just get my stuff together right quick. Okay?"

I nodded my head and kissed her forehead. She quickly put her things together in a suitcase, packing essential items and what not. She pulled the lever of the suitcase up and made her way to the front door.

b:  "Let me get that for you, babe."

                                   y/n:  "Thank you, dummy."

She blushed and reached for my hand. We walked down the complex stairs making it to my car. I open the passenger door for her and place her suitcase in my trunk. I jump into her driver seat and look over at her scrolling on her phone.

b: "You're so cute."

She looked over at me and smiled.

                                                             y/n: "Says you."

b:  "Mm sure."

I plugged my phone in playing a random playlist. She by Tyler the Creator plays and I feel calm like I was thirteen years old again without the weight of the world crushing me. I think of simpler time when people wouldn't judge me by wearing an a certain article of clothing, or what style my hair is. Then I remember somebody who's made me forget about the weight of the world, y/n. I look at her with her beautiful hair, looking out the window just falling into the music. She was ethereal, everything about her.

y/n:  "What?" She raised her eyebrow at me.

                                                       b:  "Nothing, baby."

y/n:  "Why are you looking at me then, dork?"

                                                  b:  "You're so beautiful."

y/n:  "Stop."

                                                 b:  "Why? It's the truth."

y/n:  "Billie. You're so cheesy."

                                                                b: "Shut up."

y/n:  "You're dumb."
                                              b: "Don't try me, y/n."

She froze and stopped the conversation twiddling with her fingers. I grabbed her hand intertwining her fingers with mine.

b: "I was just teasing."
      
            y/n: "Yeah, I know. You're good at it, asshole."

I laughed and pulled up to my house. Looking over y/n crossing her arms I gently grab her chin planting a kiss on her soft lips.

b: "You better behave yourself, angel."
                                                                      y/n: "ok."

We walked up to my front porch, y/n's hands were starting to shake and her hands were clammy. Her face was serious like she was going to walk into an interview or something. I get close to her ear and whisper.

b: "calm down, baby. you're going to be okay."

   y/n: "i'm trying. you aren't helping by whispering in my ear like that billie

   b: "don't give me attitude, baby. you'll be fine."
     
Y/N turned her face to me and nodded. I knocked on the door to be greeted by Finneas.

finneas: Hi. It's so nice to meet you, y/n. All Billie does is talk about you. I think she has a problem. I can't blame her though, you're beau-

                                                             b: "Finn."
finneas: "WHAT?"
                                             b: "SHUT THE FUCK UP."

finneas: "I hope she doesn't talk to you like that."

My eyes widened and my grip onto y/n's hand got stronger. She began to giggle as my frustration levels grew.

y/n: "It's nice to meet you, Finneas. No, she doesn't."
                                                             b: "good girl."

I whispered in her ear as Finneas greeted her into the house. She licked her lips. Holy fuck.

maggie: "You must be, y/n...."

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