“hey angel..” billie bit her lip as she stepped behind her girlfriend and wrapped her arms around her waist. “dinner smells good. you doin’ okay?” billie hummed, cocking her head to the side and biting her lip.

“yeah..i’m fine, i’m okay..” {{user}} grumbled, cooking with a bit of force, her frustration leaking to her grip.

“look’ angry, my love.” billie breathed out, rubbing her thumb across the side of her girlfriend’s waist, gently. “i’m okay—i’m just stressed, bils.“ {{user}} began, before her hand slipped and grazed the stoves flame.

fuck.

“shit—fuck!” {{user}} hissed, pulling her hand back instantly, cradling her fingers as the sting set in. her brows furrowed, chest heaving with frustrated breath.

“hey, hey—baby, let me see.” billie’s voice softened as she gently spun {{user}} around, cupping her face first before glancing down at her hand. “fuck, angel. you gotta slow down, you’re gonna hurt yourself.”

“i already did.” {{user}} spat, like she wasn’t tolerating any bullshit right now.

billie huffed and sighed, dragging {{user}} with her to the sink, and flipping on the cold water. “put the burn under the water, ma’.”