In Love With the Guy With One Eye (Human! Bill x Reader)

Calm Before the Storm

You finished your coffee and lazily left the empty mug by the sink as Stan instructed -how you would do it at home anyways- and began to walk upstairs to get dressed.

'Finally' you thought to yourself, 'a moment alone to ponder on what the heck is even happening'

You put your back against the wall and slowly slid down towards the floor as you reached for your bag. You grabbed out some generic clothing of a generic type of probably some generic brand.

You pulled out a T-shirt.

"Oh, I brought this with me?"
You held up a Twenty Eight Sailors generic branded T-shirt. On the back it listed some of their songs;

Mansion of silver
Bathroom Cabinet
Rip in My Lung
Van CD-Player
Followers
Side
Completely Relaxed

"Huh? They actually put Completely Relaxed on there? How didn't I notice? Pssh, publishers." You said rolling your eyes.

You pulled out a couple more shirts until you found the one you were going to wear.

"Wow. When did I get this?"

You held up a yellow T-shirt with a black tow tie near the neck hole.

"I dont remember buying this, or receiving it as a gift....but it seems fitting. So why not."

You took off your Ninja Sound Party band T-shirt that you slept in and threw on the yellow T-shirt and generic black leggings.

"Well, just my hair now I guess."

You took out your hairbrush and quickly brushed your hair and put it up in a quick pony tail. You stood up and looked at yourself in the mirror.

"Not too shabby." You muttered to yourself

You sat back down again the wall and began to check your phone. After scrolling through and checking some Tweeter messages you began to think;

'What if he's somehow offended, or, disgusted by what I'm wearing?
I

mean, he said to wear what I like but, I still want to show interest in being with him.
Ugh. Why does life have to be so complicated.'

You got up and stretched your back shortly before heading towards the door and down the stairs. You had to think of an excuse to leave without Dipper wanting to come alongside you and "protect" you, even though his protection is as good as none.

'What can I say? What will they believe is a better question.'

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Elsewhere
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I wonder what she thinks of me."

Bill adjusted his position on the fallen log laying on top of a hill. He looked at the bouquet of flowers that he held in his hand.

"You would think that information would be easy to capture, for me, at least. But she keeps those thoughts deep in the back of her mind, when I'm around."

Bill gazed out towards the horizon and smiled.

"Hmph...clever girl."

Bill looked up to his right.

"Wouldn't you agree?"

Ford stood there with a menacing look on his face. Bill raised an eyebrow at his silence.

"If you do anything to harm that kind, young girl I-"

Bill interrupted Ford as he stood up and looked forward;

"Now, now Fordsy, I wouldn't dream of doing such a thing. After all..."

Bill put his arm on Ford's shoulder, turning his head slightly to look back at him.

"Would you, ever hurt a person you love the most?"

Bill whisped away with the wind in a small puff of smoke and Ford was left standing there, lost for words, or even thoughts about what to do next.