it was two in the morning and the apartment was quiet except for the soft hum of the refrigerator and the occasional creak of settling wood. billie had been working late again and you were still up just waiting

the only light on was the warm amber glow above the stove, casting golden shadows across the kitchen. you leaned back against the counter, wearing low rise sweatpants that clung low on your hips and a snug white tank that hugged your chest, showing just a little of your lower stomach. your hair was pulled up in a loose tie with a few strands escaping around your face. you looked effortlessly put together in that casually masculine way you always carried

you heard the click of the front door followed by the familiar sound of billies sigh. her shoes thudded softly against the floor as she made her way into the kitchen. she stopped in the doorway, her tired expression softening the second her eyes landed on you

"youre still up?" she asked, stepping in a little further

you tilted your chin toward the plate sitting on the table "made you dinner. figured youd be starving"

her eyes flicked to the table then back to you. you caught yourself licking your lips as you looked her up and down. her hoodie was slightly wrinkled, her hair was pulled back in a lazy bun, and that signature sleepy smile was tugging at her mouth

"you always think of everything" she murmured as the corners of her lips lifted

as she sat down and started eating, you walked over without saying a word. you came up behind her chair and leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss to her bare shoulder. the soft skin was warm beneath your lips and she paused mid bite, letting the moment sit there