lunch-munch

[lunch-munch]

jet2holiday | fluff ʚɞ

warnings: none summary: nothing beats a jet2holiday, and right now you can save £50 per person, that's £200 off for a family of four

The soft glow of fairy lights cast dancing shadows across Billie's bedroom as she tuned her ukulele, fingers moving with practiced ease across the strings. You were sprawled across her unmade bed, scrolling through TikTok compilations of that ridiculous British holiday commercial that had somehow become your new obsession.

"Babe, come listen to this progression," Billie said softly, her voice carrying that sleepy quality it always had in the evenings. She strummed a few chords, humming under her breath.

You looked up from your phone, grinning. "Ooh, that's pretty. You know what else is pretty? The fact that nothing beats a Jet2Holiday, and right now you can save fifty pounds per person—"

"Oh my GOD," Billie groaned, dropping her head back dramatically. "Not again with the stupid jingle"

"That's two hundred pounds off for a family of four!" you finished in your terrible attempt at a posh British accent, dissolving into giggles.

Billie set her ukulele aside and fixed you with that look, the one where her light blue eyes went all narrow and she tried to look annoyed but couldn't quite hide the smile tugging at her lips. "You've literally said that twelve times today. I counted."

"It's catchy!" you protested, sitting up cross-legged. "It's not my fault it's trending on my fyp"

"Yeah, well, everyone's also eating tide pods at some point, doesn't mean you should do it," she mumbled, but she was already crawling across the bed toward you, in her hoodie and some comfy shorts.

"Come here," she said, her voice going soft again as she reached for you. "Darling, hold my hand."

Your heart did that little flutter thing it always did when she called you darling in that gentle way of hers. You started to reach for her hand, but then the opportunity was just too perfect to pass up.

"Nothing beats a Jet2Holiday, and right now you can save fifty pounds per person—"

"I HATE YOU," Billie shrieked, tackling you backward onto the pillows. But she was laughing now, that bright, infectious laugh that made her whole face scrunch up. "You're literally the worst girlfriend ever!"

"That's two hundred pounds off for a family of four!" you wheezed out between giggles as she pinned you down, her hair falling like a curtain around both your faces.

"I'm breaking up with you," she said, but she was already leaning down to kiss you, still smiling against your lips. "This is it. We're done. I'm dating someone who doesn't quote British vacation commercials at me during romantic moments."

"Mm, but I'm so charming though," you murmured against her mouth.

"Debatable," she whispered back, but her fingers were already threading through your hair, and you could feel her melting against you the way she always did.

I was boreddd okayyy hahaha

[lunch-munch]

current girlfriend | fluff ʚɞ

warnings: none summary: you had seen that TikTok trend where you referred to your partner as your "current gf/bf" and wanted to test it on Billie to see her reaction hehe

You adjusted your phone against the stack of books on your dresser, making sure the lighting hit just right. You'd been putting together this outfit for twenty minutes—a vintage band tee tucked into high-waisted jeans, layered with rings and your favorite chunky sneakers.

"Okay, let's do this," you murmured to yourself, hitting record.

"Hey guys! So I'm obsessed with this look today," you said, stepping back to show the full outfit. You did a little spin, grinning at the camera. "The tee is thrifted, obviously, and these jeans are actually Billie's but don't tell her I stole them again."

From the other room came a muffled "I can hear you!" followed by Billie's distinctive laugh.

"Billie! Come show them your fit!" You called out, still filming.

A few seconds later, Billie appeared in the doorway, wearing an oversized dark green t-shirt, paired with basketball shorts and some slippers, cause we like to be cozy around here. Herblack hair was in a messy bun, and she had that slightly sleepy look since she had been working on music all morning.

"Dude, I look like I just rolled out of bed," Billie said, shuffling over with her hands buried deep in her shorts pockets.

"You always look good, shut up," you replied, then turned back to the camera with a bright smile. "And this is what my current girlfriend is wearing today."

Billie's head snapped up so fast you were surprised she didn't get whiplash. "Current?" she raised her eyebrows, giving you a sceptical look. "Current girlfriend?"

You kept your expression neutral, continuing to film. "Yeah, I love how oversized everything is on her. Very comfy, very Billie."

"Yo, hold up." Billie stepped closer, that little crease appearing between her eyebrows, and she shook her head slightly before giving you a look. "What do you mean current girlfriend? Like, as opposed to what? Your former girlfriend? Your future girlfriend?"

"I mean, you're my girlfriend currently, aren't you?" you said innocently, fighting back a smile.

Billie tilted her head. "I—yeah, but why are you saying it like that? Current?" She pulled her hands out of her shorts pockets, gesturing vaguely. "That's weird, dude."

"How else would I say it?" you asked, keeping your voice casual while still filming.

"I don't know, just... your girlfriend? Like normal? Seriously, what's with the 'current' thing? That sounds like I'm temporary or something." Billie said whilst continuing to study your face.

"It's fine," you said, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. "Just showing off our fits."

Billie studied your face for another moment, then shrugged. "Okay, whatever. But yeah, I look like I just rolled out of bed compared to you." She gestured at your put-together outfit. "You always make me look like a slob."

"You look perfect," you said, and the genuine affection in her voice made Billie's cheeks pink slightly.

"Shut up," Billie mumbled, but she was smiling now. "Are you done filming? I want a smoothie."

"Alright, now me and my current girlfriend are going to make some smoothies" you repeated to the camera, fighting to keep your expression neutral.

Billie's eyebrows shot up. "Okay, now you're definitely being weird." She crossed her arms, studying your face intently. "Why do you keep saying it like that? Current, current, current—it's freaking me out a little."

Your mouth started twitching, fighting back a smile as you watched Billie get more worked up.

"Wait, are you laughing?" Billie stepped closer, eyes narrowing. "Babe, why are you trying not to laugh right now?"

"I'm not—" you pressed your lips together, but a small giggle escaped.

"Oh my god, you are!" Billie threw her hands up. "What is happening? Did I miss something? Why is this funny?"

That broke you completely. You doubled over laughing, phone shaking in your hands. "Your face! Oh my god, Billie!"

"What about my face?!" Billie looked genuinely bewildered now. "Bro, you're freaking me out. What did I do?"

"It's a prank," you managed between laughs. "It's this TikTok thing where you call your partner your 'current' boyfriend or girlfriend and film their reaction."

Billie stared at you for a solid three seconds. "Are you serious right now?"

"Dead serious," you said, finally catching your breath and stopping the recording.

"Dude." Billie ran both hands through her hair. "I was genuinely trying to figure out if I fucked up somehow. You're evil."

"But you love me anyway," you grinned.

"Unfortunately," Billie said, but she was smiling too. "Now you owe me a smoothie for emotional trauma."

AN: okay so I guess this is my debut haha