The first week of staying with Bill was surprisingly calm. Despite him living in a rather large and lively home, Bill didn't mind to share with you. Alas, it did take awhile to get used to your surroundings, but you managed.
Yet sharing a room with Bill raised your paranoia. It had been years, what if he wanted to kill you and take over? Or keep you away from society forever?
The thoughts slowly faded away after that first week of staying with him. Now, you lay in bed, staring at the blank ceiling lost in thought. Suddenly, three knocks snapped you out of your pondering state and made you look towards the door. It cracked open slightly to reveal Bill, who was not in his usual attire.
He wore a black and white dress shirt, with pants to match, and his usual top hat. He looked as if he was going out, probably for some business trip. Yet it was very unusual for him to dress up on a weekend.
"Morning darling." Bill hummed, walking over to the bed, sitting beside you. He placed his hand on your arm, rubbing it slowly. You let out a small laugh and sat up.
"Good morning~..." You greeted with a sigh, crossing your legs on the bed facing him. "So... What's with the outfit? Going somewhere?"
"Actually, we're going somewhere." Bill answered. "So wear something nice, I'll be downstairs."
He sat up and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. His shoes clicked down the stairs as he went and slowly faded
"Maybe I should wear a dress..." You thought, snapping your fingers, changing your outfit into a simple black dress with a white ribbon around the waist. You groaned, staring at yourself in the mirror. It was too dressy.
"So...Classy, but not too fancy." Snapping your fingers again, your clothing changed to your liking.
You wore a dark red skirt that wasn't too short, nor too long. Along with a sleeveless beige top.
"Perfect" You thought, slipping on some thigh-length black leggings while also putting on some beige heels to match.
You looked into the mirror and couldn't decide whether you liked it or not. Maybe it was because you just woke up, or your self conscious judging every flaw of you.
Ignoring the thoughts, you finnaly snapped your fingers, fixing your hair and adding some glossy lip balm.
You sighed, looking in the mirror once more, when suddenly, a soothing sound caught your ear.
A soft melody from downstairs caused by the piano triggered your curiosity. Walking slowly down the stairs, you watched as Bill's hands went from left to right, playing effortlessy. Making your way down the stairs, you sneaked up behind him, wrapping your arms around his neck.
Bill jumped a bit, messing up his rhythm. He chuckled slightly, turning around to face you.
"You scared me, (Y/N). Anyways, are you ready to go?" He asked, getting up from the piano stool and putting out his hand.
You thought for a moment, and then took his hand. He smirked, leading you to the door. You grabbed your coat and purse from off the table, then walked out of the door with Bill following behind.
"You're not going to teleport there?" You titled your head in confusion.
Bill sighed, answering, "I just figured we could spend more time together if I drove, that is, if it's ok with you."
You could tell he was slightly hurt, somehow. So you shrugged and went with it.
He politely opened your car door as you slid in the passenger seat. Bill then opened the drivers door and got in. He started the engine and drove out of the driveway. It was a quiet ride, but you could feel Bill glancing at you ever so often.
"You look nice." Bill smirked, making you blush slightly.
Being this close to him made butterflies flutter in your stomach. It was a mix of nervousness, and yet pleasure.
"... Thank you, Bill." You replied, fiddling with your hands trying to shake off this feeling in your chest.
A small scoff escaped his lips before speaking up again.
"You know, your brother didn't seem fond of me when I confronted him... Why is that?"
Your eyes widened and you were hesitant to respond.
"Well, I guess he's just really... protective. I wouldn't blame him, as much trouble I get myself into I tend to forget what 'being careful' is."
The air was tense, and Bill was far too calm to be reasonable. Bill was never fully calm.
"... Did he tell you about Alina?" Bill's voice suddenly lowered.
"Dammit, why did I say that..." He thought, furrowing his brows.
"What about he-"
"Forget about it, besides, today is for the two of us." Bill's fingers intertwined between yours, grasping your palm.
You faked a small smile, looking to the right of the passenger sides' window.
Should you worry? What was so important that he had to keep it away from your knowing? It was stuck in your mind, and you had to resist asking him about it.
"Forget about it."
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This chapter took entirely too long for 800 plus words. My friend said I was dedicated for book for a whole year and she was not wrong.
Anyways (Disclaimer)
The next few chapters will focus on a bit of fluff/lemon/ and possibly some yaoi, which I have never done so this will be extra practice ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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Fanfiction|Y/N| Cryptos , the daughter of two powerful demons, finds the town of Gravity Falls. She eventually makes a deal with a young man, which leads up to a terrible fate. Another demon lurks, but will |Y/N| and this demon have hope? ~∆~∆~∆~∆~ |WARNING|...
