Blighted (Bill Cipher x Reader)

Dorito Bathing Bottoms

The store windows glistened in the sunlight. You and Bill walked down the street, glancing in the windows of the shops.

"I've never really walked around town before. I wonder what they sell." You ask softly.

"Dumb boring tourists garbage. The shops where I visit are much more cooler than these old three-dimensional hoaxes." He mumbles.

You giggle at his angry mood.

"I could say the same. What do you want to do???" You ask, walking backwards.

He shrugs, looking to the side.

"Wanna go swimming? There's a nice lake beside my house." You shrug.

He looks at you confused.

"Swimming? Don't you need appropriate clothes for that??" He winces.

You nod and pull him into a shop.

"They're all right here." You smiled, pointing at all the bathing suit pants.

He looks at you slightly unamused.

"Go look for some." You command, shoving him into the clothes.

"Can I PLEASE get this." He asks, holding up a Doritos advertised bathing bottom.

You giggle and take them from him.

"Yes, I'll buy them for you." You giggle, throwing them on the counter.

He grins wide, his eyes flashing bright yellow and going back to white.

"That'll be 6.08." Yawns the boy at the counter.

You pay him, handing bill the pants and walking out, him trailing happily behind you.

"You're human customs are so weird. To get something you want, you give them paper, and they return back shiny colored stones." He says, absentmindedly.

"It's our currency, dummy. What's you're worlds currency like?" You ask.

He looks up, thinking, his hair falling in his face.

"We don't really have one. It's more like, 'make this for me or I will have myself or someone else to kill you.'"

You look at him, an amused look on your face.

"What?" He asks confused.

"Nothing.." You giggle.

You see Ford walking towards you, and you feel Bill squeeze you're hand tightly.

You look at him, his face unsteady. His brows were furrowed and sweat fell down his cheek.

"You okay?" You ask softly, running your thumb against his hand, his cheeks turning pink.

He nodded, hiding his eyes behind his bangs once Ford approached.

"Hey, y/n! Nice to see you again." Ford smiles, stopping to talk to you.

He was in his usual trench coat and sweater, but with a bag in his hand.

"Same to you! What are you doing out here?" You ask, smiling wide.

"Just stopping by the furniture store for my new invention." He grins. "What are you doing?"

You swing you and Bills hands, him glancing at you.

"Out with a friend." You grin.

Ford examines Bill, Bill becoming slightly more tense by the second.