Chapter 5.
Hot chocolate and a muffin
After a whole day of tea with honey, lemon, and ginger, Bill got a bit better. Even if he still had a runny nose and coughed every 5 minutes (is this what asthma felt like?), he felt good enough to go to work on Monday. Thank God it was finally sunny as well, and the weather forecast promised that for a while.
When he walked into the cafe, for a split second it seemed like Dipper was leaning on the counter, staring at the door, waiting for something to happen. But the moment passed and the brunette boy was standing up, smiling and waiting for Bill to order something. "Hey—" The Y was almost silent, as he trailed off, agitation flashing in his eyes.
"What? What's wrong?"
A hesitant smile appeared on his face, his ears going pink. "I just realised I still don't know your name."
Bill slapped his hand onto his face, shaking his head and laughing. "Right, right, sorry." He looked back up, his cheeks tinted with pink. "It's Bill, Bill Cipher."
Dipper's nervous smile was gone, now replaced with a genuine one. "That's a weird name. I'm Dipper Pines."
'I knew that'. Bill thought, but didn't say anything and just smiled in return. "Pines? Like the tree pine?"
"Uh, yep. The tree pine."
Bill laughed. "Pine Tree. I'll call you Pine Tree."
The brunette, now nicknamed Pine Tree, rolled his eyes, although the smile grew wider, turning into a grin. "That's hilarious. So anyway, what would you like to order?"
"Hot chocolate."
Dipper's eyebrows rose, obviously surprised. "Hot chocolate. Not even tea. Hot chocolate."
"Yep." The blonde nodded, popping the P. "Oh, and a muffin."
The barista chuckled, working the cash register. "You're like a kid."
"I'm pretty sure you're younger than me."
"Hey, it's not my fault I have a baby face! I'm actually nineteen."
Bill stared at him, genuinely shocked. "Seriously? You're only like 3 years younger than me then."
"Aren't you like thirty, sir?" Dipper grinned a teasing smile, a hand on his hip.
"Oh my god, you're so damn annoying Pine Tree."
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No customers came in today, and the two men ended up talking for at least an hour or two.
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"Did you move here?"
"Yeah, from a small town in Oregon. Gravity Falls."
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"Why are you a teacher?"
"I dunno. Why are you a barista?"
"It pays."
"Exactly."
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"Is yellow like, your favourite colour?"
"Gold. And yeah. What's yours?"
"Let me think... Blue."
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"What's your favourite coffee?"
"Caramel macchiato. Yours?"
"I don't like coffee."
"That's ironic."
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"What phone do you have?"
"That's a weird question."
"Will you answer it?"
"Note 3."
"How did you even afford that?"
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"Do you play any instruments?"
"Yeah. The piano."
"Didn't know you'd be the piano type, Pine Tree."
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"What's your favourite animal?"
"That's such a cliche question."
"Well?"
"Deer."
"I heard they're delicious."
"What the fuck Bill."//today i woke up and saw that people were voting and commenting on this story! it made my entire day omg
so since i was a day late with the last chapter, you'll get two in a row! yay
and for the people who are confused who says what in the dialogue thingy at the end, here's the code (or should i say cipher hehe):
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Caramel Macchiato (BillDip Fanfiction)
FanficPROBABLY DISCONTINUED "anime was a mistake" where anime is this fic and i am hayao miyazaki speaking those words gravity falls obviously belongs to alex hirsch cover art by the talented elentori