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A breeze swirled through the air as the sun shone down at Bill, who was lying in the grass outside of the Shack. The tall pines touched the sky around him, white clouds were gently pushed by the breeze, making their way over the sky, and the flowers was bobbing their buds in the wind. The scent of pine forest filled his nostrils, and the sound of footsteps in the grass made him turn his head. His face lit up in a smile as he rose to rest on his elbows. The door to the Shack was open, letting in the warmth of the summer. A young man came over and sat next to Bill, the blond following his movements.
“Hiya Pine Tree.” He said happily, a wide smile plastered on his face. The younger looked at him and smiled in return, only just sadder.
“Hi Bill. What are you doing out here? I thought you said you were going to spend the day inside. I couldn’t find you.” Dipper replied and let out a breath. Bill’s eyebrows shot up.
“You were looking for me?” He asked suspiciously.
“H-hey, don’t get the wrong idea! Mabel asked me to find you.” He defended himself with wide eyes and got up again, crossing his arms.
“Mabel?” The demon asked and got up too, “Why would she want to find me?” Dipper shrugged.
“I suppose she wanted to say goodbye. You and she have been getting along pretty well, after all.”
Bill went silent, as if he was proceeding. Suddenly, his eyes got wider and wider.
“Goodbye? She’s leaving?” He asked with shrieking voice. He gripped Dipper’s shoulders and shook him violently a short while, before the brunet got a hold of his wrists, pulling his hands off his shoulders.
“Yeah.” He mumbled, “She’s leaving for Portland, for college. I thought you knew.”
Bill’s wide eyes narrowed, as he looked down, his smile faint, if not gone. Dipper tilted his head slightly, looking at the demon. The wind made the other’s hair wave gently. The sun lit up the golden hair, making the tanned skin seem on fire. The small freckles that covered Bill’s nose and cheeks was partly hidden by the shade of his hair. Dipper noticed the slight red covering Bill’s face and saw a single spark on his cheek. The brunet jolted and put his hand under Bill’s chin in a swift movement, lifting the blond’s head up. His golden eyes were wet with tears, making them seem like molten gold.
“Y…You’re crying?” Dipper put his hands on Bill’s cheeks carefully, stroking a tear away with his thumb. Bill laid his hands on top of Dipper’s.
“I’m sorry…” He mumbled and began to sit down. Dipper followed him and bumped onto the grass, trying to keep his hands on Bill’s wetted cheeks. The brunet wrapped his arms around the sobbing demon and pulled him in for a hug.
“Why are you crying?” He asked with calm voice.
“My only friend is leaving to Portland and I can’t leave Gravity Falls.” He mumbled, words followed by a sob. Dipper tensed at the words. His only friend. He let go of Bill and got up, face calm and apathetic, almost angry.
“Well, she’s leaving in a few minutes, so you better hurry if you want to say goodbye.” Dipper snorted and left into the Shack. Bill looked after him with big, teary eyes, tugging at a tuft of grass with a sob.
“Where’s Bill-Bill?” Mabel asked as she swung her pink, glittery backpack on. Dipper shook his head and shrugged, looking up at his sister.
“Don’t know, don’t care. Have fun at college.” She tilted her head and gave him a sad smile.
“Are you sure you want to stay here? You have full scholarship; you just need to pack and then-“ Dipper interrupted her.
“I’ll stay here. It’s better that way.” His sister let a sigh escape and nodded.
“I’ll miss you, Dipper. You take care, alright?” He nodded and turned around, lifting his hand.
“See you next summer.” The bus came rolling from the end of the road and stopped by Mabel. The doors opened.
“All aboard!” The bus driver smiled. Mabel dragged herself into the bus, sat down and looked out the window. She saw her brother leave in between the trees and sighed.
“Bill, get in here now or I’ll lock you out!” The grunt of Stan. Bill looked over his shoulder and slowly got up. It was late and long since the horizon and trees had swallowed the sun. His tears had dried on his cheeks and it was too late to wipe them away. He’d have to wash them off. He trudged towards the Shack and went inside. The living room was cooler than the outside air as always and he could hear the two elder men gobbling about God knows what. He dragged himself up the stairs to his and Dipper’s room. As he opened the wooden door, he felt the warmth hit his face and blinked rapidly, for his eyes to get used to the brighter light from the bed lamp. Bill moved his gaze to the bed on the left side of the room and noticed Dipper with a book, in t-shirt and boxers.
“Pine Tree? Why are you still up? It’s past midnight…” The blond mumbled questioning. Dipper just grunted annoyed and lifted the book in his hands higher, covering his face,
“Dipper…please talk to me…” Dipper snorted and buried his face even deeper into the book, completely ignoring the demon. Said man sat down on the bed with a sigh and a sob, resting his weight on his hands, as he leaned back. The moon shone through the window in the room and collided with the golden light from the lamp on the nightstand. Dipper’s eyes moved rapidly over the words in his book. Bill looked down and pulled his legs onto the bed, wrapping his arms around them.
“Why won’t you talk to me?” He asked quietly and gazed to the brunet. Dipper slammed the book shut and startled Bill. The brunet turned, so his legs dangled from the bed and looked tiredly at the blond demon.
“Come with me.” He said with a sigh and got up, pulling Bill with him out the door.
The crescent moon shone dimly down at the boys on the roof, cool breeze tugging at the pine trees surrounding them, making the grass under them wave gently. The world was painted blue, black, and white, and so was the two men, sitting next to each other, carefully wrapped in a thick blanket. The one end of the blanket rested on Bill’s shoulder, the other end on Dipper’s. Though they were sitting apart, the blanket was big enough, not making them touch too much. Their knees and shoulders brushed together for brief moments, left unnoticed by Dipper, though Bill felt a slight blush take over his face.
“So…why are we out here, again?” The blonde mumbled questioning. Dipper turned his head and looked at him.
“You asked why I didn’t want to talk to you. I don’t understand how that comes as such a big surprise,” Bill’s eyes widened a bit as Dipper talked, “You called Mabel your only friend. I thought… I thought we were friends too. I was surprised and upset.” Bill’s eyes glowed with guilt as the words trailed off and the blonde mumbled an “oh”, before looking down, pulling his legs up and resting his chin on his knees.
There was silence between the boys for a while, as the moon moved over the sky and the air got chiller. Suddenly, Bill let out a breath and turned his head to look at Dipper.
“’m sorry… I didn’t mean we aren’t friends. I see you as a friend, you just always…reject me, I suppose is the problem. I thought you didn’t want anything to do with me,” Dipper
looked up with slightly widened eyes.
“Reject you?” Bill nodded.
“Every time I try to approach you, one way or another, you tell me to go away, or to not even consider doing whatever I was going to do…” The demon mumbled and tugged the blanket close to his torso. The silence continued. It was painful and made Bill cringe silently. He noticed Dipper shifting and move. He was moving closer. Bill felt the blood rush to his face as the brunet moved over completely, now sitting with thighs and arms touching.
Bill turned his head towards Dipper and widened his eyes at the brunet’s action. Soft lips met his and he let out a muffled sound. Dipper put one of his hands on Bill’s neck very gingerly and wrapped the other around his waist, pulling him closer. The demon shivered and blushed at least ten shades of red. Dipper pulled away from the kiss slowly, keeping his hand on the blonde’s waist. Said blonde looked at him in pure confusion, eyes burning from the tears that was pushing their way out.
“Bill?” Bill stayed silent a while, tears forming fully in his eyes, becoming heavy enough to fall. His chest was tighter than it had ever been. He truly didn’t understand all this. There was so many thoughts going through his head and all he wanted was for them to be silent, so he could concentrate. Dipper just kissed him, something he had never imagined would happen. At least, not outside of his dreams.
“I’m sorry, Bill, if that wasn’t what you wanted. I should’ve asked first.” Dipper mumbled, pulling his hand away from Bill. Bill whimpered, grabbing the hand softly and placing it back around his waist. Dipper smiled and chuckled. “You did want it?”
Bill nodded. He couldn’t get a word through his throat, it was like it was tied up. After a while and a lot of struggle, he finally formed the words he needed;
“Why’d you kiss me? I didn’t think you were interested.” Dipper smiled and made his hold around Bill’s waist a little tighter.
“I’ve been interested in you the past year, I think. Living with someone like you for five years really changes a person. I must admit, you were literally the worst in the beginning. But as you got used to being human, you became more tolerable. Or maybe I just fell for you,” he chuckled, and shook his head, “Either way, you’re great. I love your energy and the way you’re always up for anything. I never considered I was rejecting your advantages. I honestly just thought you were like that. And I thought I was terrible at hiding my feelings for you.” He looked down, almost shamefully. Bill looked at him in confusion.
“What do you mean?” He asked. Dipper turned his head to him and dried some of the tears away from his cheeks, giving him a small smile.
“You know, drying away your tears when Mabel left… that, and all the small things we do together. Even though I know it’s not often. I just thought it was so obvious that I was avoiding you cause I liked you, cause of how silly I acted when you’re around me.”
Bill shook his head. “I never realized anything. I thought you just didn’t want to be around me. And when you were, I think I was too focused on being sad that you hated me. I mean, I was wrong, but I still used so much time thinking that!” He threw his arms out while huffing to himself, frustrated.
“I guess we were both blind, huh?” Dipper wrapped both arms around Bill and pulled him close, resting his head on the blond hair. Bill snuggled his head into Dipper’s chest.
“I guess.”
As the air got cooler and the moon rose higher into the sky, the two stayed put, holding onto one another. Neither of them knew how to act or what to think. Bill felt as if a burden had been lifted off his chest. He had liked Dipper for a long time, and Dipper felt so perfect against him like this.
Dipper broke the silence, pulling Bill out of his thoughts.
“So… how’d you like the kiss?” There was something flirty in the tone he used, and Bill’s face lit up all red.
“I-uh…it was…great.” He managed to get out and Dipper just laughed at him.
“Great? And what’s that supposed to mean?”
“You know what I mean!” Bill sneered. He pushed Dipper off and crossed his arms, pouting.
“I did, I did, sorry.” Dipper smiled. The smile soon turned into a grin.
“What?” Bill pouted even harder and glared at Dipper. Dipper leaned closer to Bill, until he was right next to the blond’s ear.
“You want another?” He whispered, voice low and sultry.
“Excuse me?” Bill squeaked, embarrassed.
“You want another kiss?” Dipper just asked calmly, as if he hadn’t sounded like a seductress a moment ago. Bill stared in disbelief.
“You… You mean it?” Dipper nodded, leaning closer to Bill, so they were face to face.
“I like how soft your lips are, and the little moan you gave when I kissed you before.” Bill whined in embarrassment, trying to hide his blushing face in the blanket.
Dipper laughed and put his arm around Bill, pulling him close and allowing them to sit like this for a while.
Suddenly, he asked.
“Wanna go inside? It’s getting pretty late.” Bill just nodded from his hiding place under the blanket.
The room was dark, the moonlight no longer reaching the window. It was cold, the summer warmth having left the room hours ago. The bed creaked when Dipper sat down on it. He heard the bed on the other side of the room creak as well. He couldn’t decide if he should ask Bill to come over. He’d already pushed it enough. Luckily for him, he ended up not having to make the decision. He heard the bed creak again, then the floorboards, as Bill shuffled through the room. Dipper was expecting the smaller man to sit next to him or stop before the bed. He was wrong. Bill leaned over him, straddling him slowly, a leg on each of Dipper’s sides. Dipper could feel the blush creep onto his face. Bill was so close.
Bill leaned in even further, Dipper allowing him to do so by gently placing his hands on Bill’s hips. Bill let out a small breath when he felt Dipper’s warm hands on him.
“Bill, what are you doing?”
“You asked if I wanted another kiss. I do.” He teased, seemingly having found more courage than earlier on the roof. And even though Dipper wanted to take charge, be in control, the teasing had him melting into the words. He leaned forward, closing the distance between them. Bill sighed into the kiss as it deepened, and Dipper turned his head slightly.
Soon after, Dipper pulled back, and Bill whined softly.
“Bill, let’s not rush anything, okay? I’m still not sure what’s going on.” Bill worried but nodded.
“Of course. I just hope you won’t keep taking distance from me.” Bill smiled into the darkness and got up from Dipper’s lab. Dipper reached out for him, but he was already on his way back to his own bed.
Dipper laid down and tried to sleep, but it was way more difficult now, with the things that had been revealed today. Bill was interested in him. They kissed. He just didn’t know where to go from here.