They're Shy Together

Chapter 3: Getting to Know You

Normal Pov

Dipper groaned as the morning sun creeped its way through the closed curtains. He's head spun as he opened his ocean blue eyes and glanced around sleepily. Dipper's eyes landed on the sleeping girl on his chest, clicking something in his mind.

💥 "Dipper, please stop teasing...a-ah" He loved the sound of her voice. The innocence, shyness, lust.. "What was that?" he bit her neck softly, earning a small purr. "M-master please."💥

Dipper blushed, gripped the cover, and started to remove it from the girl's small frame.. "Please tell me i didn't..." he sighed in relief, seeing that she was in pajamas. Carefully he moved her, climbed out of bed, and walked to the bathroom. What the hell happened last night? His mind raced, trying hard to remember. Walking out of the bathroom, his eyes caught sight of Shyla's Sketchbook. 'everything I am fond of goes into this book.' "I really don't like doing this but...." Dipper hesitated then slowly walked over and opened the sketchbook. 'maybe something in here will tell me about what happened last night'

Walking out the room, Dipper flipped to the last couple of drawings. The first drawing was of him walking around in Shyla's cat-earred jacket. Underneath it was captioned "Dipper's Stuck" and in below that "It looks cute on him.😳"

Dipper laughed softly as he started to remembered what happened.

"It's not going to fit, Dipper stop." "No, shush. You're making me lose focus." he said slipping his arm into the jacket." "Come on that's like my favorite jacket. You're stretching it!" Shy laughed trying to get the jacket away from the male. "I am not, see it fits." Shy shook her head and pushed hair from her face. "You're stuck, aren't you." Dipper laughed nervously and turned away from the girl. "What? No i'm not stuck...I just look awesome in it so I'm gonna keep it on." Shy smiled and put the hood on Dipper's head. "Now you are a cat. Haha." Blushing, dipper walked around trying to get out of the jacket.

Flipping the page he blushed and stared down at the picture. His name was signed at the bottom of the page and it was captioned: "Shyla left her Pj's!!"

"Shy come on the movies about to start!" Dipper yelled, while munching on popcorn. "I-i cant! I forgot my pajamas!." Shy yelled back and Dipper laughed and went to his room, coming back moments later with a shirt and pants. "Here try these on." He called to her knocking on the guest room door. The door open slightly and Shy stuck her hand out and wiggled it,motioning for the clothes. Handing her the clothes Dipper went and sat down, subconsciously rubbing his hand through his dark blue hair. When Shyla came out the room he stared at her in awe. Her long black hair had been pulled back into pigtails and the clothes he gave her were baggy, giving her a cute little style. "Wow.." He mutter and she blushed, sitting on the floor in front of the couch. Grabbing her sketchbook he focused on drawing her, though he did 'forget' her pants...

After that the pictures ended and Dipper groaned in a slight annoyance. He still didn't know what happened. A voice from behind brought him out his thoughts. "Dipper? Are you OK?" Dipper turned to look at Shy and smiled. Her pigtails had came undone causing her hair to fluff up around her shoulders. Shy rubbed her eyes and stared with a cat-like curiosity at the male in front of her. "Yes, Shy. I'm fine" he grinned and ruffled her hair. "You look like a cat." The girl yawned and gave the boy a small smile. "I'll take that as a compliment. Guess I over slept, should've had breakfast made for you already. The Mistress will be so disappointed in me."

Tilting his head, Dipper stared down at Shy and rolled his eyes. "My mom's not here, you don't have to call her 'Mistress'. And please don't start calling me Master." Nodding, Shy made her way to the room. "As you wish MD." Before Dipper could question her on the name, she closed the door and locked the door. "Gonna shower, i'll make breakfast when i'm done." She called out. Dipper stood there for a moment before turning to head downstairs.