Bad Romance [billdip]

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DIPPER'S POV | Written Nov 26, 2015 

"OH MY GOD!" Mabel screams, startling me. I flinch, not moving much as I then realise I was wrapped in someone else's arms. And naked. Butt naked. "I'm so sorry, holy plastic dinosaurs!"

"Mabel, I swear, it's not what it looks like!" I say, trying to remove myself from the arms. Who's were the- Oh no.

"Dipper..." she trails off, crossing her arms. She seems angered by my confusion.

"Wait, shit, Bill?!" I shout, trying to get away. He was still asleep, but began to stir. I couldn't move, his grip was practically set in stone.

"Huh? Pine Tree? What's wrong?" Bill asks groggily, his morning voice sounding... Sexy... Shit, Dipper, get a hold of yourself!

"I'll just... Leave you two to, uh, yeah bye!" Mabel says quickly, shutting the door behind her. I hear fast-paced footsteps to down the hall, and the closing of a door, signaling she's gone into her room.

"Bill.." I mumble, turning over to look at him.

"Hmm?" he mutters in reply.

"Please tell me we didn't have sex..?" I blurt out.

"Oh God, kid," he says, bursting out into laughter.

"What?!" I hiss. "I'm only seventeen, Bill!"

"And what is your point? I'm also seventeen. In human years. But no, kid, we didn't have sex," he says, still laughing. I frown, glaring at him.

"My point is that I lost my virginity at fucking fifteen by peer-pressure, I don't want to lose my gay-virginity the same way," I mutter, turning away from him. Bill sighs, wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me to him. He rests his chin on the top of my head, and I subconsciously nuzzle my head in the crook of his neck.

"Was it to Pacifica?" Bill asks quietly, breaking the awkward silence.

"Yeah," I breathe, remembering the moment. "Unfortunately."

"Do you want to talk about it?" he questions, concern and worry lacing his voice.

"It was at a party," I say, recalling the events. "It was when Freshman year just began, and some of the seniors at the time invited Mabes, Pacifica, a couple of others and I to a 'Welcome to Hell' party to kick off the year. The seniors didn't know we were Freshman at the time, but they later found out and they didn't seem to care. They were actually pretty chill for seniors."

"I remember that party," Bill chimes in. "I hung out on the dude's roof with a pack of beer the whole time."

"Sounds like something you would do," I chuckle dryly. The thought of Bill getting drunk by himself while on top of a roof scares me. He could've gotten alcohol poisoning, or he could've gotten extremely dizzy and fallen off the roof. I mean, the damn house was three stories high! The kid's parents were rich assholes, but at least the guy was down-to-Earth.

"Go on," Bill says, interrupting my thoughts. I nod.

"Mabel, Candy and Grenda ran off somewhere, probably to flirt with the guys, and I was left alone. Pacifica was nowhere to be found, so I ended up being challenged to a game of beer pong with a sophomore. I think his name was Robbie. Anyway, I was pretty bad at it and I couldn't hold my alcohol well at the time. I got slammed pretty hard, and Pacifica was pretty trashed herself. She threw herself on me, and we started making out."

"Typical porno movie, much?" Bill chuckles. I roll my eyes.

"Shut up," I mumble. "Bunch of people started crowding around, most of them cheering 'fuck yeah, man', 'go dipper!', and quite a few 'go get a room, love-birds!'. Pacifica thought that the latter was the greatest idea in the planet, and me being smashed, I just went with it. I couldn't really think straight, and Little Dipper down there was doing most of my thinking for me. We ended up in a room and went for it. No protection, no condom. It was raw as it could've been."

I pause, turning over to Bill and burying my face into his chest. It was a painful memory.

"The worst part, is that it was after I broke up with her. She still had feelings for me, but I just.. I couldn't date her anymore. I wasn't really feeling anything. I liked her, but.. Not like that, I guess. It just sucks ass 'cause that was my first time. Pacifica took my virginity, and it was just emotionless, lustful sex. There is no significance to it. I always wanted my virginity to be given to someone I loved, someone who I would want to be with forever," I say, feeling tears brimming my eyes. "I don't care if it was before or after marriage. What mattered to me was the person, but I had that taken away from me because of one drunk night."

"I.. I'm so sorry, Pine Tree," Bill speaks softly, tracing shapes into my waist. One of his hands trails up to my hair, moving it aside so it shows my embarrassing birthmark. Bill leans into my face, pressing a gentle kiss to my forehead.

"It's.. The past is the past," I say quietly, closing my eyes. I vow not to let the tears fall, but they inch their way down my face anyway.

"I won't pressure you," he whispers into my ear. A small smile creeps up onto my face.

"Thank you, Bill," I respond softly. I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer to me.

"Te amo, Pine Tree," Bill says, pausing briefly. "Te amo, I love you."

-x-

*squeals* look bill used the L word!

where dipper understands, i mean. dipper has no knowledge of latin at aaalllll.

was the fluff enough?

hope so cause shit's bouta go down :3