Can't love...(Dipper Gleeful x Reader)

Part X

"Man, it's getting colder by the day..."
I say to myself as I walk towards Wilson's house. The cold air makes it unbearable for me to handle, I hold onto myself, in attempt to warm up. I get to his doorstep and knock on the door. I'm really doing this. I kinda feel glad that I can finally get my mind off Dipper. Wilson opens the door, happily smiling at me.
"Ello Y/N!"
I smile at him.
"Hello Wilson"
Wilson leaves his door open and grabs his coat from the corner of the room. I take the chance to look inside his house. It seems pretty empty, and dark. I try to take a better look but he blocks my view.
"Shall we?"
I take a look at what he is wearing. A regular blue shirt underneath a black coat and skinny black pants. I move aside to let him pass and he closes the door behind him.
"As I'll ever be"
This gives me dejavu to how Dipper took me out, however, it's the other way around now. Before then, I was miserable and wanted the day to be over. Now... I... don't know... I kinda feel glad... Wilson starts to walk away and I stand out. Lost in thought.
"Y/N?"
Wilson looks back at me. I jump.
"Oh, right, sorry Wilson"
I run over to him and we walk away from his house.
"So where do you wanna go Wilson?"
Wilson places his finger on his lips.
"How about we go out to eat?"
I clap my hands together.
"I know a perfect little cafe that I saw when I moved here! I've always wanted to try it!"
Wilson happily smiles.
"That's perfect, you seem so happy about it, might as well give it a shot"
I'm flattered. We continue walking and passing the familiar people I've once seen. There was an awkward silence between us.
"So, Wilson..."
I try to break the dreadful silence.
"Have you always lived in Reverse Falls?"
"Y-yes, for the longest time"
I can't believe I've actually never seen him around before then. Surely I would remember seeing someone like him around. He has such a bright and cheerful vibe to him.
"Oh, and can I ask..."
I really want to know.
"Where are your parents?"
He tenses up. I feel like I shouldn't have asked.
"I-I'm sorry! I mean, it's okay if you don't want to answer!"
Wilson looks at me and smiles.
"It's not a big deal miss... I don't mind"
I take a sigh of relief. Thank god.
"You see... I actually don't know who my parents are..."
He looks away. He doesn't? Oh my gosh, that's horrible... I couldn't image not knowing who your parents are.
"Then who do you live with?"
He sighs.
"I actually just live on my own..."
My heart breaks. He's alone? In such a big house, that's terrifying. I feel so bad.
"I-I'm sorry..."
I look away, avoiding eye contact. He places a hand on my shoulder, it brightens my mood just a little bit.
"Oh, don't worry about me Y/N... I'm perfectly fine with how I liv-"
"No..."
I interrupted him. I couldn't hold myself in. I had to speak.
"It's not right that you live on your own, what about your family? Aunts? uncles? grandmas? Grandpas? Sisters? Not even a brother?"
Wilson looks shocked, as if he's never actually been cared about in years.
"I do have a brother, but... I'd rather not speak of him..."
I tear up. How can he remain so happy... he's gone through so much.
"That's not fair... you don't deserve to be treated that way!"
Wilson doesn't move, he looks down.
"N-no one has ever t-told me t-that..."
Oh no. I shouldn't have said that. I think I broke him. Oh god. He's never been told that? How could someone not tell him that he doesn't deserve to live in such mystery of his family? What do I do?
"Listen Wilson... again... I'm sorry... I shouldn't have opened my mouth in the first place... how about we just ignor-"
Wilson cuts me off, he goes towards me and hugs me. His embrace on me holds on tighter. He starts to shake and I hug him back in attempt to calm him down.
"No one has actually showed one bit of compassion towards me..."
All I can do it hug him. I don't know what to say to him.
"I-I... well, Wilson, in any means... I care about you"
Wilson pulls away from the hug and blushes. He looks kinda cute. I smile at him and he smiles back.
"T-thank you Y/N..."
I continue walking, and he follows. The whole way me and Wilson silently walk. I think he's thinking, just as well as I am. I still feel completely bad about him. How can someone not care about a person? It's just wrong. Everyone deserves to be loved. I tense up. Everyone deserves to be loved. The thought of Dipper goes in my head. I try to take it out and in attempt I don't see where I'm walking. I run right into the doorway of the cafe. I stumble backwards. Wilson catches me before I fall down.
"Are you alright Y/N?"
I stand up. And sheepishly smile.
"Oh... uhm... yeah, sorry"
I laugh nervously. I'm such a klutz, this is the second time I fell and he's caught me. How does he have such fast reflexes? Wilson opens the door to me in the small cafe. The smell of pancakes hit me, it smells amazing. Wilson and me walk to a booth near a window. We sit down and I take a look at the window. I already know what I want.
"What are you getting Wilson?"
Wilson peeks his eyes over his menu.
"I think I want the nachos"
Nachos? That sounds heavenly. An old waiter walk up to us. He has gray curly hair and has one eye closed. As if he is winking. He smiles at us.
"Hello! I'm here to serve you, what do you want?"
Wilson speaks up as he puts his menu down.
"Nachos please"
The waiter writes down his order in a small pad of paper. He looks over to me.
"Uhm, I would like the pancakes"
He smiles happily. Then doesn't write my order. He turns over to the kitchen and yells,
"WE GOT A PANCAKE LAD OVER HERE!"
What?! I don't speak. I turn red of embarrassment. Wilson looks over to me and laughs. The old waiter walks away happily. I mutter,
"What was that about?"
Wilson stops laughing slowly.
"He always gets excited over that certain breakfast option, don't mind him"
He smiles and then laughs again.
"Honestly Y/N, your face was priceless"
I pout at him and pretend to be upset. He stops. I pretend to cry a little.
"Y-Y/N? I didn't mean to ups-"
I can help it, I laugh.
"Your face was priceless Wilson"
He sticks his tongue out at me.
"Anyways Y/N, I have question"
I look at him seriously. My stomachs drops, I always get nervous when people ask me anything. I nod my head.
"What's the history behind you and that Gleeful twin?"
My face feels warm and I stare at Wilson.
"W-what do you mean?"
He looks at me with his big hazel eyes.
"You know what I mean mate... He seems to care about you a lot..."
I shake my head.
"N-nothing! There's nothing between me and Dipper"
"Why are you denying it Y/N?"
I bolt my eyes at him. He looks at me shocked.
"Sorry mate... I shouldn't have said that..."
He looks away. Great, now I feel like crap.
"N-no... I'm sorry... it's just... I-I don't exactly know...what's happening..."
Wilson questions me. I sigh. How do I explain this to Wilson? I don't know how I feel anymore, I thought I had feelings for him. But now I'm just confused. He wants to protect me, but he does it by running away. Why is Dipper so confusing.
"W-well... you see... I uhm, me and Dipper ar-"
I stop. I can't move. Coming through the door was Dipper and Mable. I quickly get up.
"I have to use the bathroom"
I run off before Wilson could say anything, I run towards the bathroom. Why am I running away? I feel a lump grow in the back of my throat. I stand in the small hallway that leads towards the bathrooms. I go towards the edge and peek towards the entrance. I see Wilson sitting at the booth confused to what happened. I feel bad for leaving him, but I don't want to see Dipper after the conversation me and Wilson had.. I look around in the cafe where I stand. I see Mabel, she sits at the counter. But where's Dipper? I look more, but he's no where in sight. Someone grabs my shoulders and pins me to the wall. I try to yelp, but my mouth gets covered. I look into the persons eyes. Cold. The dim lighting from the ceilings make his eyes and skin seem seem darker than they actually are, but I can still make out the person. His dark brown hair, his minty blue and black clothes, and his birthmark. I stare at Dipper. He finally lets my mouth go and I breath.
"What the hell?!"
I yelled quietly, trying not to cause any attention.
"If you were trying to catch my attention, it worked... your such a bad hider however..."
I glare at him.
"What are you doing here?"
He crosses his arms.
"Being a human being, everyone is welcomed anywhere, don't you know"
I roll my eyes.
"Dipper, did you know I was going to be here?"
Dipper stares at me coldly.
"Well, I couldn't let that son of a... ahem... that gentleman... have all the fun with you"
Fun? What the hell?! I blush.
"Dipper, me and Wilson are just hanging out! It's nothing to get so worked up about..."
Dipper pins me to the wall again, and looks in my eyes, which are now shocked.
"W-what a-are you doi-"
He places a finger on my lips to shut my mouth from talking. I start to mutter words.
"From what I can see, he doesn't think so... and I don't want you to get too involved with him Y/N... I don't trust him one bit"
I give him a questionable look, he gets the hint.
"What? I just know I can't trust him... I have a feeling, trust me..."
I push him away and his hand moves from my mouth.
"Dipper, your overthinking this... he's my friend..."
"He's not mine, I don't care about Bill anymore, I only care about you. How do you feel about Wilson?"
I look at Dipper, as if he's an idiot.
"What the hell are you going on about Dipper? I-I don't have any feelings for Wilson"
His eyes connect with mine.
"You stuttered..."
I gulp. I can't talk anymore, I feel like the idiot now.
"Y/N... I need to know... I have to protect you from anything... I have to protect you from Wilson..."
I finally clear my throat. And whisper,
"No..."
"Y/N?"
I stop looking at him and turn away.
"Dipper Gleeful, you said so yourself that you don't think we should 'see' each other for my own 'protection'... how the hell are you protecting me by talking to me and worrying about me and Wilson?! Wilson is my friend, and you said you loved me right? Well, how about you show that love and just leave me and him alone and stop being such a jealous idiot!"
I'm mad now, my feelings are overwhelming me. I don't even know what I'm saying, I'm just speaking how I feel. My face is hot, I take one last look at Dipper. His eyes... the color seems like they went away. I turn my back and start to walk away. He grabs my hand.
"Y/N... please..."
I yank my hand away from him and coldly look over at him.
"I don't ever want to see you again Dipper"
I storm off, I grab Wilson from the booth and drag him out of the cafe. Wilson starts asking me questions. Why we left the cafe so early. Aren't we going to eat? What's going on? I don't answer a single on of them. All I can think of is how frustrated I am. Dipper Gleeful, why are you acting like an idiot? I don't wanna see him. My feelings for him are mixed up even more now. He wants to protect me from Bill? Then he better start loosing interest, because I sure have.

💀Oh dear, sorry if the plot sounds a little funky, I tried! I'm not technically the best writer there is😂 but I try my best!💀

⭐️Really hope you all enjoyed! What do you think will happen now that the reader has mixed emotions? She lost interest in Dipper, huh? Oh... that's terrible, I wonder how Dipper feels... ;-;... poor Dip...⭐️

👋🏻See ya!👋🏻