Bill x Reader - Neighbours.
Request: Y/N and Bill live in the same building and get to know each other through running in to one another.
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Yet another Monday morning that had come around far too soon. I prepared myself for work, going through all of the usual motions of having my coffee, doing my hair, putting on my face and then picking an outfit out of the department store I called my closet. I opted for a tight black shirt tucked in to a black high waisted skater skirt and a cape style coat with beautiful gold buttons down the middle. I finished my outfit with my usual gold rings, watch and black heels. After filling my travel mug with yet another coffee or two, I grabbed my bag and I was out the door.
I made it for the elevator just as someone else did, my neighbour Bill. We lived on the same floor and often ran in to each other in the mornings and afternoons. We had never really progressed past a polite hello and how was your day, but those times were nice nevertheless. Bill gave off a very kind vibe, he was light and vibrant. You knew well who he was as far as his career went, but when you looked at him you still just saw Bill, the tall, handsome and friendly guy that lived on your floor, and you believed that Bill had noticed this, realising I wasn’t someone who recognised him for his fame but who he actually was.
“Hey Bill, how are you?” I initiated the conversation, confidence exuding from me as I pulled my phone out and flicked through some emails. I smiled at him as he replied, “I’m good Y/N, how are you babe?” He smiled at me and my heart fluttered at his words, knowing very well they were casual but liking the sound of them anyway. “Good thank you.” I grinned at him, admiring his face and just how breathtakingly handsome he truly was. The elevator arrived on the ground floor and we both jumped out. The building was extremely secure and perfect for people like Bill who required a quiet place to live, free from interruptions and by interruptions I mean fans. “You know Y/N, we always see each other in the hall but we never hang out, we should do that some time.” I nodded happily in agreement, loving the idea of actually sitting down and having a conversation with Bill that extended past our usual greetings on the way to the ground floor in the elevator. “That sounds really good,” Deciding to go a step further with my confidence this morning by suggesting a time to do exactly that, I spoke up once again “Whenever you’re free next, just come around.” “Saturday night?” “Sounds perfect, I’ll see you then.” I waved at him, smiling brightly as I turned and wandered away in the direction of my office building.
Saturday came around sooner than I thought and while I prepared all of the nibbles and drinks I had planned for us for the evening, I found myself growing giddy at the thought of spending time with Bill one on one. I had set plenty of food and drinks out on the table for the both of us and had made sure my apartment looked perfectly tidy. When Bill knocked on my door I just about jumped over the back of the sofa to get to him, opening it and smiling widely at the tall gentleman standing on the other side.
“Please, come in!” I moved to the side so he could step in freely, taking in his casual outfit choice that consisted of black skinny jeans and a white t-shirt. “Nice to see you again Y/N, what are our plans for this evening?” He asked calmly, looking around and eyeing off the refreshments on the coffee table. “Well, I have a few movies for you to pick from, plenty of food and drinks. I figured we could just hang out and talk”. I had never been one to go out in public and sit in some loud restaurant when I was trying to get to know someone and I certainly wasn’t embarrassed to make it obvious that I much preferred a cosy night in. Bill didn’t seem bothered by this as he smiled in response, making himself comfortable on the sofa, pulling one of my many fluffy blankets over his lap and perusing through all of the movies I had set out. “Sounds perfect!” He tilted his head up at me, watching me wander around the sofa and sit down next to him.
Bill eventually picked a movie and we sat comfortably with each other, watching it intently until it all became too boring and we immersed ourselves in conversation. We told each other about what was going on in our lives at the moment and what we were planning for the future. We spoke of our families, where we both came from and what we liked and didn’t like all the way from food to people. We had a lot in common and I wasn’t sure whether or not I was surprised by this. Bill was exactly as I thought he would be, easy to talk to and comfortable to be around, the perfect kind of person to spend one’s time with.
Over the coming weeks Bill and I found ourselves in each other’s company more often than not, and I for one certainly was not complaining. It had been indescribably enjoyable to be around someone so level headed, at least in comparison to where I was in life and the kind of person I needed around me. He made my head feel clear, he was that kind of person if you know what I mean, someone who made everything else go away, at least for a little while. It wouldn’t be too much to say that I had developed a rather large crush on him either, I mean how could I not. He was kind, beautiful, considerate, attractive, funny.. all of the best things in a person. I was appreciative that I had the opportunity to spend so much time with him and to get to know him on a basis that I knew not many people did. Although now, in consideration of the undeniable attraction I felt towards him, I couldn’t help but grow progressively more nervous at the thought of being around him. I began to find it hard to form sentences, and suddenly my cool demeanour I was able to maintain around him at any other given time has become history.
Bill was sitting at my counter, watching me wander around and gather the ingredients for a cup of English breakfast for me and a coffee for him. I could feel his eyes follow me as I moved quickly around my kitchen, thinking far too hard about remaining calm in front of Bill. It was surreal how quickly this crush had effected me, usually I was completely at ease around him and now I felt like I might throw up. “You’re acting weird..” He mumbled, looking at me with a raised eyebrow. I paused, surprised I failed to remember that Bill knew me well enough by now to notice when something was up and wishing I had tried harder to hide it. “Am I?” I feigned surprise, “I’m not trying to, sorry.” I attempted my best fake smile while I boiled the kettle, praying that this was enough for him to drop it. He stood, walking over to me as I turned to watch him. He took this opportunity to move closer, pinning me between the counter and his torso. “Y/N, tell me what’s going on.” He watched me sternly, intimidating me the best way he knew how in an effort to get me to spill whatever I was keeping from him. “Bill, this is completely embarrassing and I know I’ll regret this when you run for the hills, but I may have developed a tiny crush on you?” The last part came out as more of a question than a statement, my voice going a few octaves higher than usual. He smirked at me and I felt my cheeks flush while I waited nervously for his response. I was preparing my escape plan in my head, moving past his tall figure was the first stage and the second was locking myself in my bedroom for the rest of eternity. He took my face in both of his hands and spoke as calmly as I had ever hard him speak, “Well thank god, I thought I was the only one here with a crush on the other person in the room.” My eyes grew wide and I looked at him like he wasn’t speaking English, unable to fathom Bill liking me in the same way I had grown to like him. I mean I don’t know what I was expecting, he’s the perfect friend, now best friend and I can imagine he would be even better than the perfect boyfriend.
We stood there and took each other in for what felt like forever, before I felt Bill’s lips against my own. It was the softest and most thoughtful kiss I was sure I had ever received, I closed my eyes and savoured the moment, sinking in to his hands on the sides of my face as he traced the my cheekbone ever so softly with the pads of his thumbs. “What do you say to being.. together?” He asked me, avoiding the words boyfriend and girlfriend because we had agreed during one of our many conversations that those phrases made us both cringe. “I’d say that that sounds perfect.” I smiled, my chin against his chest, leaning up to kiss his cheek before attending back to our beverages. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, burying his head in to the crook of my neck where he left playful kisses. This felt perfect, the mere realisation of what this now meant making my heart feel more at home than it ever had with another person. “I think it sounds pretty perfect myself.” He said softly against the shell of my ear, leaving a chaste kiss against my jawline. I knew in that moment that this man was all I needed, considering myself the luckiest woman alive and thanking whichever god was out there that I had found myself living in this building, riding the elevator every single day with someone I would soon come to discover I would spend the rest of my life with.