Blighted (Bill Cipher x Reader)

Realization

The sun rays shot through your open window, reflecting onto your resting face. You wince, slowly opening your eyes. 

A weight was felt beside you, and you turn you head seeing an extremely calm bill. His eyes were closed, his lips were slightly parted, his hot breath on your shoulder. 

You watched his chest slowly rise and fall, your cheeks heating up. 

I thought demons didn't need sleep

You couldn't help but run the back of your fingertips along his cheek, smiling. 

He shifts, turning to be face to face with you, his eyes opening in the process. 

Once you were in his sight, his lips curved into a delighted smile, resting his cheek on his gloved hands. 

  "Mornin' pumpkin pie~" He said softly, using his free hand to push the loose hair out of your face. 

  "Morning Bill. Sleep well?" 

He pulls you atop of his figure, wrapping his arms around your frame. 

  "Of course. I love sleeping with you. I've tried sleeping alone, its no fun." He pouts, making you smile and kiss his nose. 

He runs his hand up and down your back, calming your already calm nerves, sighing in content. 

  "Y/N? You awake??" You hear Gracey call.

You sit up, straddling bill.

  "Yeah! I'm kinda busy right now though!" You yell back. 

Bill quirks a brow at you and you lay back on his chest.

  "So." You say in a sweet voice.

He puts one of his hands on your cheek.

  "I'll see ya later cutie." He smiles, slowly dissolving into nothing below you, leaving you face down on your bed, all alone in your empty room. 

Gracey opens your door, nearly snorting at the sight of you ragdolled down on your bed. 

  "I can see you are very busy. I'm going out to buy food. I'll see you later?"  Gracey smiles, tilting her head to try and see you better. 

  "Alright. I'll be back in about an hour. Please stay home until i get back, love you!" She winks, closing your door. 

You here her footsteps on the staircase, then the door slam, signaling she had gone. You inhaled, sitting up. 

You begin to smile, thinking of the night you spent with the fancy Dorito. Your cheeks heat up, you falling back on your bed, grabbing your pillow and squealing. 

Your eyes open, the star above your bed shining. 

It was...back?

  "This isn't my star. It cant be.." You frown, standing up. 

You remembered leaving it behind.

  "I left my star...."

It suddenly hit you once more. 

The Basement. 

You jumped off your bed, rushing down the stair, opening the metal box and pulling the lever, tapping your foot impatiently until the stairs moved up. You grabbed the door handle, swinging it open, and throwing yourself through the wormhole, feeling your pie-filled stomach churn. 

You switched on the light. 

It was empty. 

All for one small thing on the ground. 

A receipt.. for a pair of bathing trunks.  

  "Bill." You choke out.

You walked around your room, walking back and fourth, stomping madly, Sir. Squishy-face following you around. 

  "Why, why would he take it away?" 

  "What is he gonna use them for?"

  " Why wouldn't he just tell me?" 

The octopus follows you, concerned.

  "He used me! That's why he slept over! He needed to get into the basement! All that fancy dancing and sweet talk, it was just to make trust him and tire me out!" You yell out loud to nobody but yourself. 

Tears flow down your cheeks.

  "He just tried to make me like him more, so i could trust him. And the worst part.." 

You sat on your bed.

  "I fell for it" 

You fall back and groan. Squishy went to you, nuzzling your head. You look at it and glare. 

  "You're probably part of all this too! Are you a camera, can he see me through you?"  

The octopus glowed yellow and dissolved, leaving you in tears. You grab the star he gave you in your hands, placing it back into its box, and throwing it into your closet, it bouncing off the wall and landing in front of you. 

  "I'm such an idiot." You sigh, standing up.  

You grabbed your jacket and pulled on a pair of pants, slipping on shoes and opening the door, walking to the only place you knew was Bill-proof. 

 You knock on the door, tear stained. 

The door opened, a smiling Mabel greeting you. Though once she saw you, her smile turned into a frown.

  "Dipper!" 

You sat on Dippers bed, leaning you head on his shoulder. 

  "I'm sorry. I know i've been a hassle lately, but right now your the only friends i have." You sniff. 

  "Hey, hey! It's totally fine. That's what friends are for, right Dipper?" 

Dipper nods, putting his hand around you. 

  "Yeah, were here for you, Y/n. Whatever you need." 

You smile softly and sniff. 

  "Right now i just need to forget." You sigh, shaking your head. 

The twins look at each other. Dipper shakes his head, Mabel sticking out her tongue.

You lay back on Dippers bed, staring up at the roof. 

  "There's a guy i think i like...and i'm not sure if he likes me back." 

Mabel looks at Dipper, wide eyed.

  "Who?" She asks, white teeth gleaming. 

You shake your head. "I can't say." 

  "Do i know him?" Mabel asks, her eyes gleaming with excitement.

  "Yeah...You do. A lot actually." 

  "Please tell me it's not Robbie." Dipper groans.

You fake-gag, pretending to vomit. 

  "Repulsive, Dipper...Repulsive." 

He sighs, smiling.

  "Thank god." 

You turn towards him. 

   "I shouldn't be here. Gracey told me not to leave the house..but i really wanted to see you guys." 

Dipper grabs your hand.

  "Lets get you home then. We don't want to get on your Aunt's bad side."