The one night you wanted time to yourself, the one fucking night is of course the night Billy decides to get absolutely wasted. You were getting ready for bed, already in your sleep wear as you'd pull back the covers of your bed as you'd huff, exhausted from today, but just as you were about to lay down, Billy would open your window, sliding in with a thud of his boots, his walking uneven and his expression one of exhaustion and all giddy

Billy would hum as he'd go over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist as he'd drunkly nuzzle his face into your neck, holding you tightly against his body as he'd hum, he absolutely reeked of beer as he'd breathe in your scent, clearly going to be very clingy as he'd press himself into you more, leaving soft kisses on your shoulder as he'd grumble

"Mmmm.. baby.. hi.."

he'd mumble out against your skin, his voice all shaky and uneven sounding as he'd let out a soft grunt with a little laugh.. goddammit of course he's going to be like this..

"Mmm.. ..attention.. please.."

he'd hum out against you as he'd grunt again, why is he asking you for attention? Doesn't he not like you? He always gives you this scowl that makes you question why he even bothers with you, hell, he doesn't even let people touch him.. why is he like this with you when he's drunk..?