starving [hailee steinfeld one-shots]

it's you that i've been missing [H.Steinfeld]

summary: a quiet morning with hailee leads to an invitation to move in with her...and the creation of her new song.

wordcount: 1.1k

warnings: none, just tooth-rotting fluff; hailee being the cutest human in existence; take a shot every time I mention the sun or use the word warm

a/n: this is still my favorite hailee fic i've ever written. insert a joke about wlw and u-hauls here.

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The morning sun shines brightly outside while you lay peacefully in your girlfriend's arms.

The peace doesn't last long, however, as the brightness reaches your closed eyes. A small groan escapes your mouth as you bury your head into Hailee's chest, trying to block out the sunlight.

Your attempt works for a few moments but you're unable to fall back asleep. You groan again but make no attempt to get up, content to lay in bed with Hailee for as long as possible.

Your eyes open and you lean back slightly to look at your girlfriend. Your eyes trace over her features as she sleeps, the warm sun rays paint her face in a beautiful golden light and you're pretty sure you could spend hours admiring her beauty.

"I can feel you staring."

The corners of her mouth quirk up into a small smile and you let out a small chuckle. "How long have you been awake?"

"Couple minutes." Her voice is low and a little raspy, the best combination, in your humble opinion. "I was waiting to see if you were going to go back to sleep."

"I would if the sun wasn't in my eyes," you say, a hint of a tease in your voice. "We need to change those curtains."

She opens her eyes, the sunlight giving them an ethereal glow that leaves your brain feeling scattered. "Oh, do we? Didn't realize you lived here too, baby."

It takes a second for her words to register since you're too busy admiring her features but once you do, your eyes widen in embarrassment. "Shit, sorry, I didn't-"

Her soft laugh interrupts you as your cheeks turn significantly warmer, although this time it's not from the sunlight. "y/n, you don't have to apologize."

You attempt to hide your blushing face behind your hands but your girlfriend is too quick. Her hands gently wrap around your wrists and she uses them to pull you closer to her until your faces are mere inches apart.

The proximity only serves to fluster you further. "Hi."

"Hi, darling." Her voice is as soft as the look in her eyes. "You're cute when you're flustered."

"Hailee..." Her name comes out of your mouth in a way that sounds a little too much like a whine for your liking.

You roll over onto your other side so she can't look at your blushing face any longer. She laughs again, her arm wrapping itself around your waist as she presses her front to your back.

"You don't have to hide, baby, I was only teasing."

You don't reply immediately so she starts to lay a few kisses on the back of your shoulder. You let out a content little hum at the feeling, instantly relaxing against her. "Is that an apology?"

"I don't think I have to apologize for having the cutest girlfriend in the world," she mumbles in between kisses.

Your heart skips a beat at her words. Clearly, you're the one with the cutest girlfriend in the world. You decide to humor her, though.

"Smooth, Steinfeld."

"Will you turn back around now...please?" She adds a few more kisses onto your skin for good measure.

You melt a little from the softness in her voice. "Fine."

You turn around until you're face to face with her again, her arm remains secured around your waist as you admire each other's features from so close a distance. A few seconds of silence go by before your girlfriend breaks it.

"You could move in, y'know? I wouldn't mind."

"You really mean that?" The question comes out as a whisper despite your best efforts not to sound nervous. "You don't think it's too soon?"

Her reply is immediate and full of a sincerity you still haven't gotten used to. "I think I've never loved anyone the way I love you. So, no, I don't think it's too soon."

You open your mouth to say something but you're at a complete loss for words. Hailee waits patiently for you to gather your thoughts, the smile never wavering for even a split second.

"I'd love to move in with you, Lee...as long as you're sure it's what you want. I don't want to overstep."

She doesn't respond with words, instead, she leans in to press a kiss to your lips. You let her pull you in closer, your hand coming up to rest on her cheek as you're swept away by the love that flows between you both.

You reluctantly pull away from her, a little breathless but more at peace than you have been in weeks. Her eyes trail over your face for a few silent seconds before her face changes.

You know exactly what that look means without her even having to say anything.

In an instant, she rolls away from you, her hands reaching for the journal she keeps on the bedside table. You can hear her mumbling lyrics under her breath but you can't make out what they are.

You watch her scribble down her ideas onto a blank page, wondering how in the hell you managed to find someone as amazing as her.

The silence stretches out for a few minutes but you don't mind one bit. You're happy to admire her face as she works through the song swimming around her mind. The subtle furrow of her brow, the soft sparkle in her eyes, the warmth that radiates from her smile.

You could spend the rest of your life like this.

Hailee finally looks up from the journal, successfully interrupting your thoughts as she shares her ideas with you. "What do you think of 'light drifting, sunkissing'?"

The smile you give her is genuine and full of unspoken adoration. "I love it. How far did you get?"

She shrugs, handing you the journal. "Not too far. It's mostly random lyrics that don't really go together."

Your eyes scan the page in front of you and you can't fight the flush that spreads along your face as you take in the lyrics. "It's you that I've been missing, huh? Whoever this is about is one lucky person."

You look up just in time to catch the affectionate roll of her eyes. "Would you believe me if I said it's actually about Martini?" She asks, a teasing tone to her words.

"Is it weird that I would?" You reply with a laugh.

"Okay, now I'm offended. Give that back."

She tries to sound annoyed but her grin is too wide for you to believe she's anything but delighted by your banter. Still, you do as she says, handing back the journal before moving back into her arms.

Your head finds its rightful place against her chest again and you can feel her fingers tracing along the skin of your back while she holds you close. A beat of silence passes before you speak again. "You do love me more than Martini though, right?"

"y/n!"

The room fills with the sound of your laughter. Yup, you could definitely get used to this.