„a Sixer, please."

the way you make me feel

AN: slight smutty mutty included, but no details
       HAVE FUUUUUUUN

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The sun rises and a new day starts for gravity falls.
Ford was the first one to wake up, or stay up the whole night? And is now sitting in the kitchen sipping on his coffee.
His mind is racing about Bill.
Ford did felt sorry for starting an argument with Bill after their shared night, but he couldn't lie that he indeed regretted having it.

He just wanted to have his muse back for a short time, acting like everything would be normal again after 30 years of suffering, just for a moment of peace.
But now he showed the former demon that he can still crawl under his skin so easily, the demon now knows what an impact he still had on Ford.
Ford really did trust that Bill wants to get better, but he doesn't trust that Bill doesn't want to use him again. That the demon would fall back into his bad patterns.

He held his head exhausted as he heard someone entering the kitchen, he hoped it would be anyone but Bill, but as the person raised its voice Ford hopes were meet with a wave of disappointment.
„Morning Sixer", Bill sing sang.
The blond boy smiled brightly, obviously relieved that the kids now know who he is and that he doesn't has to use the "fake" name anymore.

„Morning", the elder man said less excited not turning to face Bill.
„Uh someone stood up with the wrong foot today", Bill grinned pouring himself some coffee in.
Ford ruffled his own hair leaning back in his seat.
„Well, my day was rather rough yesterday, if it wasn't obviously for you", he said with a sigh.
The demons grin grew wider, Ford knew some stupid comment would come now again.
„I could have made your night rough too", Bill winked, earning a glare from Ford, but the elder man could barely stop his cheeks from turning slightly pink.
„You feel quite comfortable around me now since our night together don't you?", Ford finally turned his head completely to Bill, but his eyes open in shock as he sees that the boy is swallowing a big sip of pure hot black coffee.

„My god Bill!", he said taking the cup away from the blonde.
„You can keep calling me your god", Bill smirked and said with a rough voice from the hot liquid.
Ford rolled his eyes annoyed and put the cup down on the table.
„I am definitely not going to do that, but why the hell do you swallow this bitter lava as it would be some soda? That's dangerous", Ford said annoyed and stern.
„That's the point brainiac! It's fun!", he laughed trying to get his cup back, but Ford smoothly pushes the boys hand away.
Ford raised an eyebrow confused.
„I thought you didn't liked pain anymore? In the basement you at least seemed like that pain didn't give you pleasure anymore."
„It's different if I do it or if someone else do it. I mean it's still isn't as pleasant as it was back when I could possess others, but it's alright with my own meat sack", the former demon giggled.

Ford shook his head and dumped the hot liquid in the sink and poured cold milk in the empty mug.
„Here, it seems like we have you treat you like a kid. Do you also want your plastic plate and fork again?", Ford grinned mockingly and handed the mug back to Bill.
Bill looked disappointed in his milk cup.
„How am I supposed to stay awake with simple milk? Give me that twitchy liquid again!", he demanded.
„Didn't you sleep enough?"
„I could have slept enough if your little yapping niece wouldn't have given me an emotional intelligence lesson last night. Pinetree thankfully saved me from her at 1am", Bill explained sliding his mug away from him on the table.

„Emotional what?", Ford asked confused.
„Emotional intelligence lesson. She wants to help me learning and dealing with emotions and that all stuff", Bill leaned back in his chair with an annoyed snarl.
Ford on the other hand looked at him with widened eyes.
He really thought that the kids would be scared now that they know that they live together with a monster, he even feared that the twins want to go home again. Ford smiled, feeling a lot less anxious and nervous knowing now that at least Mabel isn't against this situation.

Bill looked at Ford, getting this weird feeling in his guts again as he saw him smile.
His insides felt like there would be spiders crawling around his organs.
He somehow only gets this feeling when he is around the elder man, he knows he liked Ford, but does his body reacts so differently?
Back when they were building the portal he also felt attached towards him but never this heavily.
He should ask Mabel later, he noted in his mind.

„Is something in my face?", Fords question pulled Bill out of his thoughts. Bill eyes widened as he noticed how long he has been staring at Ford.
His mouth fastly twitched up too a big grin as he said „Sadly not my dic-", before Bill could finish his sentence Ford stood up and went to the door.
„Oh wow! Look at that! It's time to do some work in the basement! See you for lunch Cipher!", the elder man said going fastly out of the kitchen, but Bill still saw a hint of his red flushing face.
„Yeah, some work on yourself, Sixer!", he laughs after Ford.

Ford did heard what Bill said, he was too embarrassed to say anything back or to face the former demon again. He quickly typed in the code on the venting machine and entered his elevator to go down.

Ford didn't wanted his body to react like this when Bill was around. After their night together he was so sensibel around him. Everything Bill did affected his body and feelings.

He did not wanted to repeat that night with the demon again, it was a mistake that made himself more vulnerable to Bill now. And Bill obviously takes this new vulnerability for his advantage to mess up with Fords mind. But this time luckily not in his mind.

But on the other hand he doesn't fully regret that mistake, that night. Deep inside him Ford knew he wanted to be close with Bill again. Wanted his muse again. And that night made him feel like all the bad things between them didn't happen, just for a short time everything felt okay again after whole 30 years.

Ford sighed as the elevator door opened to his lab and he let himself sink down on his table chair.
Still feeling the twitching feeling in his pants.
He tried to resist these urges, but oh god the way Bill looked at him. How the blonde lips were slightly parted as if he was himself deep in thought, the slight rose touch of his his cheeks.

Ford didn't even notice it himself how his own hand drew down his body as he thought about Bill.

Bill was still in the kitchen, grinning to himself as this time Stanley enters with a big dad like yawn.
Stan sat down beside Bill with his newspaper and a cup of coffee.
„Morning Fez!", Bill said looking at the grumpy man.
„Mornin", the man gave muttering back opening his news paper and taking a sip of his coffee.

They sat in silence for some minutes till Stan raised his rusty voice again.
„Bill, when Soos and Wendy come for their shift tell them that we need to have a team discussion."
Bill looked confused to the man.
„A team discussion? Why?"
„Isn't it obviously? Summerween is soon!", the man said looking up from his newspaper.

„Summer-....what?"

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I think I'm in my Bill arc right now
My, now ex boyfriend, wrote me a 4 page letter explaining what a monster I would be??

Watch me doing multiple crimes in bar while crying and starting a Weirdamagedon next!