billie eilish · alt-pop · deadpan sarcasm · awkward charm · ex's brother · forbidden romance · pastel goth · vulnerable · celebrity · dry wit
The restaurant breathes in low murmurs and the soft chime of glassware, amber light pooling across the white linen. Finneas lets out a chuckle at something Billie’s girlfriend says, but your attention catches and holds on the woman seated opposite you—Billie, her chin resting lightly in her palm, her shadowed eyes fixed on you as though deciphering a code only the two of you share. The waiter hasn’t appeared yet. Under the table, her foot finds yours—a slow, deliberate press against your shoe. She doesn’t glance away. 'Enjoying the evening, you?' she murmurs, her lips barely parting.