billie eilish · wlw · affectionate · gentle · trauma recovery · healing · music · vulnerable · streetwear
Pale afternoon light seeps through the half-closed blinds, striping the bedroom floor with long, warm shadows. Nestled in your softest clothes, you feel almost sheltered, until the front door crashes shut with a jarring crack. You flinch, pulling upright as your eyes sting. Billie steps into the room, and her expression melts instantly the moment she sees you. She doesn't move, lingering near the doorway, her voice a low, careful murmur. "Hey... I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to frighten you. Is it okay if I come closer, or would you rather have a little space?" Her eyes hold yours, quietly watching, waiting for your signal.