not what he seems//gravity falls mabill ship

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Mabel woke up, hand rubbing her face as she struggled to peel her eyes open. In her bleary eyed state, she couldn't really make out what was in front of her. A few seconds later, as her vision focused, she saw a figure in front of her.

A head with yellow hair, cute face..

"GAH!!" she jerked her head away from Bill in surprise.

In the quick jerk, she slammed her head against the wall.

"OW!" she cried again.

Her shout woke Bill up. He opened his eyes slowly, to find Mabel grimacing in pain.

"Shooting Star, what happened?" he stood up and to his dismay, he realised Mabel was clutching onto her head tightly.

"Woah what happened?" he asked again, rushing forward and without hesitation, he placed his hands on Mabel's.

"Wait let me see what is wrong.." he said in a soothing voice.

Mabel let go of her grip on her head and felt Bill feeling her head.The sensation of his hands on her head were a cooling sort of cold, as his magic mended her injured her head.

She liked the sensation.

"Th-is is all your fault! Why did you shock me so early in the morning?" she blamed.

"Hey its not my fault! You were sleeping so soundly, I felt tired and fell asleep too! Oh, and stop moving! I'm trying to heal this wound otherwise it will swell!"

Mabel pfft-ed, folding her arms as Bill continued stroking her head.

Seconds passed, and although Mabel liked the feeling, she couldn't help but retort, "Hey, are you done already?"

"Welll Shooting Star, I can mend it in a heartbeat if I want to. It's just that I like the feeling of doing this so I'm dragging it longer. You have a problem with that?" he challenged.

Mabel kind of blushed slightly and pfft-ed again.

Bill laughed.

"There, it's done."

"Uh, th-thanks,"

"Welcome, " he said cheerily, "Oh and speaking of which, here's breakfast!"He presented a plate of hot steaming pancakes, with extra drizzle of maple syrup. Just the way she liked it.

"How did you-?"

"I might have seen your dreams about you winning a pancake an maple syrup eating contest so yeah.."

Mabel blushed again, this time a dark red and decided to not comment and just eat quietly.

She was grateful for Bill being nice to her. She thought she was going to be a prisoner or something.

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Afterwards, she decided to continue knitting. She took her supplies and just with whatever guesses they had made yesterday, she decided to just adhere to those colour labels.

Bill sat beside her, silently observing the way she knitted the sweater.

"Wow this is amazing.." he leaned in for a closer look, shoulders touching along the way.

He didn't seem to notice the contact and Mabel pretended to not care, but as always, inside she was practically squealing.

"I know you have questions for me, you are curious about me, aren't you Shooting Star?" he broke the silence.

Mabel turned to look at him. How did he know? She thought, oh silly, he's a dream demon, how could he not know?

"Well, uh, if you say so, I will just ask.."

"Sure go ahead, I already told you my past, so you like well, already have a special insight of me,"

"Okay. Why did you become a dream demon, of all things?" that was her burning question.

"It was the best way to protect my family. At least I could control half of their day and give them the sweetest dreams." He smiled. Mabel was satisfied with that answer.

( and a bunch of other questions later... )

"Hey Shooting Star, I've told everything about myself, now it's your turn!"

To be honest,Bill felt a whole lot relieved sharing his past. It was as if a heavy weight was lifted off his shoulders. Who knew letting out all your bottled up feelings was such a good thing. If only he wasn't alone all these years, he would have had someone to confide to. Mabel seemed like the only one who cared for him so far..

And now he wanted her to feel the same, unscrew the seal to those feelings.. ( i tried to make it sound deep)

"Well... I'm just a teen, what big problems would I have? Even if I do, it's of no importance. Besides, my problems are stupid, if I reveal, I would feel really stupid," she laughed it off awkwardly.

"Well uh sure it's okay, I respect your decision," he looked into Mabel's eyes, trying to read them.

The answer to his question appeared in his head.

'I'm already 16, and yet I have not had my first kiss.'

Bill felt instantly embarrassed after hearing such deep thoughts of Mabel's. Her deepest secret.

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was it kinda boring? im sry ;-;

Actually tbh I wanted to include all that worries abt studies, family, money for mabel but I decided not to. It doesn't bring that impact anymore HAHA first kiss *smirks*

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