BillFord oneshots

Regrets.

(I did not create this AU!)

Bill would go to therapy every week, he still found it dumb to talk about his feelings, or his.. past.

But he had to admit it did sometimes feel good to yap someone's ear off about how shitty his day was, but today was one of the days they wanted to bring up his childhood. He hated that shit. Obviously they knew his whole story on how he made everyone see there was indeed an 'up' as well as 'stars'.. and how that ended badly.

Thinking about it made him want to obliterate anything in his view. But he couldn't do that now, because of "THAT FUCKING ACOLOTL!!!" He threw a sketch book he was holding and fell to his knees, he had just got home, now in his room, he felt tears roll down his cheeks, the cracks on his body getting a little bigger from his stress, he whimpered him pain and just screamed, he felt trapped, he laid on the floor holding himself as he pictured he was back in his cell, the drawings all over the walls. The static started to come back, he could hear them all, screaming. Screaming. Screaming. SCREAMING. SCREAMING!

He covered his ears desperately, trembling alone on the ground, he felt so hopeless.

All the noises attracted someone to come upstairs and check on him, Stan walked in, he had insisted on this in fact, telling Melody and the others, "I can handle this pip-squeak."

He saw Bill on the ground, Stan stood over him and said, "come on Bill, I know you're fighting things right now, but you need to get up." He helped Bill up, Bill yelping, not realizing Stan was there, the static was so loud. He then heard it fade away as Stan helped him up, he was panting softly as he held onto the other male, "Why are you trying to help me..?" He didn't understand it, he knew Stan hated him, so why help him?

"Because I've been there, when you mess up really bad and blame everyone but yourself for so long and then finally realize it was all your fault." Stan sighed and said, "And also because I've seen how my brother looks at you. You really are special to him. Even if he does still hate you, there's something else, I can't explain it.." he shook his head, "doesn't matter though, all I know is I'm gonna teach you how to stop stressing out about.. eh whatever it is!" He smirked then said, "By using your FISTS!"

Within a matter of time they were downstairs in a make shift boxing room Stan had, Bill gave him a confused look and said, "How is this supposed to help me..? Punching a bag?" Stan smirked and said, "by imagining who you hate the most and punching the shit out of it! For instance when I think of Gideon.." Stan with his single boxing glove on then punches the bag hard, making it swing around, Bill was almost impressed with the strength of this older man.

Bill then said, "But I don't really have anyone I hate. Most people just hate me." Stan smirked and taped a polaroid of time baby to the punching bag, Bill immediately felt rage in his body, throwing punch after punch at it, at one point grabbing on it and biting it angrily, Stan had to pry him off to sit him down and actually teach him to to hit it correctly. They both did this for hours, and Bill had to admit even if he thought it was dumb at first he really liked it, at this point bill was sweating his ass off, he pulled his shirt off, wiping the sweat from his forehead, Stan just smiled and said, "I'll go grab us some water, wait here."

Bill nodded and decided to practice some more while Stan was gone, he panted as sweat dripped down himself, he was not a muscular person but he had a pretty good build so he could move pretty easily. As he was boxing a certain silver fox walked in saying "Stanley, do you know how much longer you'll be in here? Me and Dipper were gonna play Dungeons Dungeons and more Du-" he cut himself off as he watched Bill, blushing at the sight, not expecting to see this, "O-Oh!" He turned away covering his face to not look at Bill shirtless like this.

Bill saw Ford and felt a little embarrassed being seen like this, but smirked a little as he saw Ford cover his face, "pff" he laughed a little then said, "what? You can fight deadly creatures but can't handle seeing someone shirtless?" He laughed, Ford blushed and said, "U-Uh! I can handle seeing you shirtless! It's just polite to not stare!" Bill smirked and said, "but what if I want you to stare..~" he teased, Ford rolled his eyes, "be serious." Bill smirked and said "when you stop being a huge nerd is the day I'll be serious" he giggled and Ford rolled his eyes, "I- I need to get back to Planning with Dipper for our.. Very not Nerdy game!" Bill smirked and said, "Anything you say sixer.." he blushed then kissed Ford cheek before pushing him out of the room and shutting the door, covering his face.

Ford stared down at he floor, unable to comprehend what just happened, he coughed a little then walked off, embarrassed as Stanley past him, Stan held the two bottles of water and gave his brother a confused look, he then walked back in and saw Bill blushing like a tomato and said, "oh I swear you two better not have done anything weird in here while I was gone!" Bill blushed and said "ITS NOTHING LIKE THAT!!"