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Sick Birdie
Bill Kaulitz x fem!reader
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You heard a set of keys jiggling through the hallow corridor, smiling to yourself a little before returning back to chopping vegetables.
Bill, who you knew was out the door, banged his forehead against the metal door, which you heard all the way from the kitchen.
Dropping down the sharp knife in your hands, you walked towards the door, slowly opening, making sure Bill doesn’t fall through.
“Are you alright, love?” You mumbled softly, your voice heaven like, immediately waking him up.
Bill smiled at you for a split second before trapping you in a loving, passionate hug. You rubbed the back of his leather jacket before placing a warm kiss on his neck.
“I’m making stew, would you like to join me?” You asked pulling away from the hug, Bill slowly nodded as you pulled him towards the kitchen.
He slumped on the chair in front of the counter, watching as you held the knife back in your delicate hands.
You continued chopping up the left over vegetables before adding them to the boiling pot.
You closed the lid on top and cleaned your hands on your apron, which had a matching pair to Bill’s.
Bill who now looked even more tired, almost fell asleep right there.
“Oh, my sleepy boy…” you chuckled softly walking over to him, cupping his face as you placed soft kisses on his face.
“Do you have a fever?” You asked with another kiss to his forehead, Bill looked up at you and shrugged.
“I think you do, come on, let’s get you to bed.” You smiled.
Bill quickly jumped off the chair and walked you to your shared room, throwing himself on the bed the second he got there.
He opened his arms for you to get in, you chuckled at your loving boyfriends antics and took off your apron before getting in his arms.
Bill, who now laid his head against the crook of your neck, pulled you in impossibly close— laying soft kisses along your jawline.
“I love you…” he mumbled, the first set of words he’d ever said after walking in that door.
You kissed his forehead that got hotter from the previous time, “I love you too, my little sick birdie.”
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A/n: I’m not American and have no idea what stew is or how to make stew so let’s all pretend this is the way to make stew ☺️