Believe It? Receive it.

>(Chapter 5)<

Third Person POV

Dipper sighed. "Bill..." He picked up the elder teen and began to cautiously carry him up the stairs. His arms shook. He wasn't able to lift the ex-demon much longer. He finally made it into his room and plopped the almighty Cipher on to his bed. However, Bill did not move. He laid there silent, and motionless, except for the occasional sniffle, or cough. Dipper hugged him tightly, never wanting to let go. "Bill..." Bill turned his head to look at the boy. "I...I trust you..." Bill's eyes widened, yet he still proceeded to lay there motionless. "And I think..." Dipper whispered. "I think I... Love... You..." Bill pounced on top of the adolescent and held him close. He laid his head in the crook of his neck and wrapped his arms around his chest, and began lightly sucking on his neck. "Can you tell me what happened?..." Dipper whispered, and began to play with the elder teens hair. Although Bill was no longer a demon, he still had his attire, which pleased him never the less. "Later..." Bill whined and continued sucking on Dipper's neck. Dipper rubbed his back, hoping he could do whatever it takes to cheer Cipher up. Dipper pulled Cipher off of him which earned a whine, and he placed him beside him. He curled up around the former dream demon and nuzzled the back of his neck. He then began to lightly kiss his neck, in return for when Bill sucked on his. He then fell asleep comforting the elder teen, who had been sleeping minutes prior.

TIME SKIP

   "Bill." Dipper shook Bill gently, attempting to wake him from his slumber. "Bill..." Dipper whispered in his ear. Bill groaned and stretched, but continued to rest. "Hun..." Dipper whispered. Bill shot up out of bed and stared at Dipper. "Hun?..." Bill whispered, rubbing his eyes. "Hun." The adolescent giggled. "Hun." He thought. "Yes?..." Bill mumbled. "It's morning... I don't know if you wanna eat... Or if you can eat, but I was gonna make us breakfast!" Dipper smiled, intertwining his fingers with Bill's. "Sure..." Bill growled. "Aww... Are you mad at me for waking you up?" Dipper whispered. "N-no! I'm just tired. I'm sorry..." Bill apologized. "Ah, don't be. I get grouchy too if I don't get a good enough sleep." Dipper walked out of the room and down the stairs into the kitchen, leaving Bill alone in the cold room. "Hey- Pine Tree wait!" Bill jumped out of bed and collapsed onto the floor. His limbs were sore from the day prior, considering he ran a few miles to arrive at the Mystery Shack. He crawled to the staircase, and began to butt-scoot his way down the stairs. A thump was heard from every step. "Bill you oka-" Dipper was cut off by the sight of a former dream demon sliding down the stairs on his butt. He laughed. "Bill what are you doing?" He giggled. "Attempting to get to my destination, what are you doing?" Bill rolled his eyes. "Well you coulda called me up to help you down the stairs." He joked. "Oh please Pine Tree, your noodle arms wouldn't get me anywhere." He mumbled. "Oh really?" Dipper giggled. "Seems to be, last night I carried you up the stairs. So my noodle arms aren't that useless." Bill scooted his way down the stairs and crawled on all fours into the kitchen. He sat at the table. "Well?" Bill snorted. "Well?.." Dipper raised his brows. "Where's the food?" Bill snickered. "Right here." Dipper pointed down at his crotch jokingly. Bill cackled. "Alrighty Pine Tree if you say so." "I'm kidding yeesh. Cereal or omelet?" Dipper mumbled. "Eh I kinda liked the first option more than the other two." Bill smirked. A bright pink tint appeared on the adolescent's cheeks. "I-... Omelet it is..." Dipper ignored the elder teens remark, gaining a groan out of him. "Fine, Dipper. If you say so." Bill squinted at the boy and made a duck face. "You're adorable." Dipper walked over to Bill and placed a kiss on his cheek. Slap. "Wha-" Dipper stumbled. "No need to lie Pine Tree. We both know you're more adorable." The boy began to rub his cheek. "Bill that hurt..." Dipper mumbled. "Awe, Piney it was a love tap." Bill purred. "Yeah. 'Tap'." Dipper then playfully punched the elder teens arm and proceeded to make breakfast.