A Demon's Eye |Bill Cipher x Reader|

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Notes:

(y/n)- Your Name

(e/c)- Eye Color

(h/c)- Hair Color

(s/c)- Skin Color 

(f/c)- Favorite Color

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"Hidden"

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(Your p.o.v)

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(e/c) eyes opened when the burning rays of the sun split through the pale curtains that were half-opened and crooked. You slowly sat up with a heave bringing your hands to your face rubbing it. Drowsy steps to the closet to grab some clothes, a splitting yell startled you, lowering your shoulders in annoyance.

"(y/n)! (y/n)! Breakfast is ready!" the feminine voice yelled.

"Coming!" you hollered back grabbing a (f/c) sweatshirt with a large hood and big sleeves, What a pain... you thought in your head passing by the mirror attached to the dresser, it made you double-take. A yellow demon eye, your eye. You took the eye-patch that had laid dully with a white bleach plain color on top of the dresser and pushed it behind your head and tied it so it covered the disgusting item on your body from the world. At least, others thought it was. This is getting to be a problem now, being a half-demon is getting harder and harder to hide from everyone since the full effect had been put into play afterward when Bill Cipher had been molded into a statue that you still regularly visit now and then. You dreaded that night after Weirdmaggedon.

No cold touch or mysterious chuckle will be warming your heart other than memories.

Shaking your head to have an attempt to make your thoughts fade away you made your way downstairs thumping down step by step in a slow way and met your gaze to your mother's which drifted down to her appearance. Dressed comfortably like any Sunday morning though she was always dressed that way, your father out at work or something like that.

"Good morning sweetie." She greeted cheerfully with a smile, having her mouth crinkle at the ends.

"Morning mom..." you responded casually. She frowned and scooted up to you with a plate including the favorite made eggs, just the right way cooked. Golden brown toast with just the perfect amount of butter, and crisp dark brown and red bacon.

"Thanks." you smiled softly.

"Why aren't you as cheerful as you used to be?" she sighed with a sad grin, guilt unpleasantly tumbling in your stomach.

"I just you know, grew up I guess." You said (e/c) eyes wavering. It soothed you to know your parents cared for you so dearly. You took the plate from her slender hands with another awkward smile to add to the uneasy silence.

5 seconds go by

"Well, uh, I'll just...go now I guess." You quickly changed direction and hopped up the steps again two at a time. (h/c) hair a bit ruffled up from sleeping then you thumped onto your bed with a sigh.

"This is going to be a lonnnnnnnnng weekend." You mumbled softly.

10:30 am

11:25 am

12:15 pm

You watched the clock tick bored, You had eaten your food to the point where only a licked plate was clear, You needed something FUN to do.

Bill Cipher. Your eyes softened. He would entertain you right now, wouldn't he? He always had. Now, that the summer is fading and school is starting up once more for all kids. Nothing. Literally, nothing is going on. How depressing huh? To get your mind off things, you decided to go to town and shop for just about anything. People were crowded around a sign on a lamp-post reading an ad most likely. Weird... This isn't a usual normal thing but when us anything normal? Toby Determined glanced down at you, his medium stature flimsy and wobbly.