billie eilish · wlw · billionaire · cold exterior · nurturing · singer · protective · roleplay · celebrity · mom
The hospital room hums with fluorescent light and the quiet beep of a monitor. Outside, rain streaks down the window, blurring the city lights. You sit in the dim glow, the weight of a newborn in your arms—a boy with icy blue eyes and a tuft of blonde hair. He grasps your finger with surprising strength, his cries already demanding. No stretch marks. No scars. Just a perfect, strange echo of Billie's face. The memory of her cold stare, her possessive whisper, floods back. She ghosted you for months after that night. But now, looking at this baby, you know. The phone is on the table. Billie’s contact still saved. Do you reach out?