BillDip and Macifica Oneshots

I'll Stop When You Do

Dipper:20
Bill:21

~Trigger Warning: Cutting/Alcohol addictions, one minor incident of spousal abuse. Detailed scenes of self harm.

Five months. Five months since Dipper had walked out when he found out Bill had a serious drinking problem. Five months since Bill lost his soulmate. The memory was still vivid in his head.

~Ten Months Ago~
Dipper walked in from the store, and found that Bill had drank an entire bottle of vodka. Bill was passed out on the floor, with an empty bottle next to him. Dipper called 911, and proceeded to try to give him CPR. When the paramedics finally came and took him to the hospital, Dipper wasn't allowed to go with them, he had to drive. On the two hour drive, he had some time to think. Bill had some minor issues with drinking in the past, and Dipper knew when he was very drunk he could get violent. There had been one incident where he came home from work and Bill had had a couple of shots, or so had Dipper thought. He had actually drank half a bottle of the strongest liquor in the house, the kind Dipper used for food. Dipper was wearing a tight dress shirt, with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and to drunk Bill, this was the equivalent of him going out in nothing but boxers. He had lashed out at Dipper, going on about he was his, and only his. When Dipper tried to calm him down, Bill slapped him across the face. Dipper responded by calmly walking up to their room and locking the door behind him. He knew that wasn't his Bill, but from then on he had to make sure that when they drank Cipher didn't cross the line from silly to jealous and violent.

~5 Months Ago~

When he got to the hospital, he saw that Bill was okay, and that he was scheduled to be checked out tomorrow. Dipper stayed at the hospital with Bill overnight, and helped him to the car. After about 15 minutes of really awkward silence, Dipper finally asked the question,
"Why?"
"Dipper, I'm sorry! It's just that...your always out with other people and... I thought you were cheating on me! I-I just jumped to conclusions, I'm sorry."
"Bill, I told you that if this ever happened again, were were going to take a break. And, I love you, but this is more for you than it is for me. I can't just be at work constantly worrying about wether or not your alive. Mabel will be checking on you to see if your conscious or not. Again, I'm sorry, but we can't live like this.", Dipper said, fighting back tears.
"But Dipper! You can't leave me! I LOVE YOU!"
"Goodbye Bill.", Dipper said, pulling into the driveway of their house. Bill got out of the car, and Dipper drove off. He could see the tears in Dipper's eyes.

~Present Day~

"It's been FIVE MONTHS. Five months since MY Pine Tree left me...", Bill said. Not to anyone in particular, nobody was every around anymore. Mabel came by once a month to check up on him, but she came by within same week every month, so Bill always cleaned up and cleaned himself up to make it look like he wasn't dying on the inside. Seeing her would only make it worse, primarily because they were twins and were looked identical except for the hair and their noses. Dipper's was always a little pink. The moment she left and he car pulled out, he would break down, sobbing hysterically for his Pine Tree. He didn't drink anymore, but he picked up a new habit, which was now an addiction. Still crying, he would go to his room and open a drawer. In the drawer was an envelope. At first glance, it just looked like a wedding invitation, which would explain why it weighed a bit. But he would open it, take it to the dining room, and spill its contents on the table. Inside the envelope were around 10 blades, some of them the same but some of them with small differences, on would have a curved end, one was smaller, and one was thicker than the others. They were all wrapped in paper towels, so they wouldn't tear the envelope and so they wouldn't grind against reach other, dulling themselves. He picked up his favorite, a normal, silver blade, and sat down, beginning his daily ritual. He first examined his left forearm, to see where he could cut and not interfere too much with his healing cuts. Then, he would proceed to drag the razor across his wrists, cutting in a vertical line. This gave him more room for more. He loved watching the blood slowly bead up, but lately he was noticing that they wasn't bleeding as much as they use too. But, that day, he decided that Pine Tree had probably moved on, and that he wasn't coming back. Bill Cipher proclaimed that that day would be his last. As he got out the thick, sliver blade and began to slowly drag it all the way down his arm, applying so much force it almost hurt, he walked in the door.
"Bill D. Cipher, what the FUCK do you think your doing!?", Dipper yelled running to his bleeding boyfriend. Bill was so stunned to see him, he dropped the blade and ran to his lover, hugging him and saying how he was sorry.
"Your apologizing? After I left you, your the one apologizing. I left you for MONTHS, and your asking for my pardon?!", Dipper said, frantically sobbing into Bills shirt. Bill was just shell shocked, his Pine Tree was back, and everything was right again. In thier embrace, the blood from Bill's arm was seeping into Dipper's shirt, not that he cared, but he was loosing a lot of blood. When he noticed, he immediately let go of his soulmate and called 9/11
"We need help, my boyfriend is bleeding out!", Dipper screamed into the phone, fighting to keep the tears back.
"I'll bleed out for you any day. I love you.", was the last thing Bill said before almost collapsing onto the floor, only being saved by Dipper, who didn't let him fall. The paramedics came, and took him to the hospital, Dipper right next to him the entire time.
~At the Hospital~
Dipper was in the waiting room, waiting to see what the doctor would say.
"Bill Cipher's Family?", the doctor said, looking around. He's probably expecting a blonde haired family, or a pretty girlfriend, Dipper thought, standing up and raising his hand nervously. The doctor eyed him suspiciously, but continued.
"He's fine now, but we recommend therapy. He'll be ready to leave soon, may I ask who you are?"
"Dipper Pines, Bill Cipher's boyfriend. Can I go see him?", he asked with a hopeful tone.
"I guess, come with me." The doctor led him down the hall to go see his love. They finally got to room 618, but before he was allowed to enter, the doctor said,
"Now, Bill is in a very critical state. Don't let him near anything he may use to cut/harm himself with. Also, come back in exactly one week. Okay?"
"Alright", Dipper said impatiently, all he wanted to do was see Bill. The doctor moved over, allowing Dipper to go in. Bill was laying in his bed, his eyes were closed, and his arm was wrapped in bandages. He seemed relaxed, his chest slowly rising and falling, his face expressionless. Dipper quietly shuffled next to his bed, where he took his hand and wrapped his own around it.
"I am so sorry. I promise I will never leave you again, please forgive me. I love you.", he said, sobbing softly.
"I love you too Pine Tree, and of course.", Bill said with tears in his eyes.
"I'm fine now Pine Tree, you know I won't do anything like that again, please don't make me go to therapy. Imagine the things we could do in that hour. I'll give you a preview..."
"Fine! Only because I know your okay now.", a very happy Dipper said. It had been a few weeks since the attempt, but Bill was back to his old self. He was better than ever, all he needed was his Pine Tree.
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A/N Hi, it's undeaduntillidie here, and to make up for this sad chapter, I'll be posting a smut chapter next!