Will Cipher x Dipper Pines One-Shots Collection [Requests Allowed]

Betrayal

Dipper groaned, his temperature skyrocketing. Mabel sat at his bedside, staring at a thermometer. "One hundred seven," she breathed out, "Dipper, are you sure you don't want to go to the hospital? This fever is really bad." Dipper shook his head. He groaned in pain. Mabel sighed. "Well, I'm calling Will. You know, you're boyfriend." Dipper grimaced, but he couldn't say anything. He didn't want Will to come. Not since... Not since he the incident. His throat was swollen, so he couldn't detest. Mabel called the number Will gave them when he was "human". Surprisingly, Will answered it, and Mabel hastily informed him of the situation. He could hear a tiny bit of what she was saying. "No, he looks terrible... You do? Oh... I don't think he does, but he can't do anything about it... Uh-huh, yeah, see ya." She hung up the phone and stood up. "He obviously still cares about you, ya know," Mabel remarked as she left the room. Dipper rolled over onto his side, facing the wall. He didn't want to see Will after what he said three weeks ago. He groaned. He felt like he was dying.

Dipper felt the bed shift behind him and an arm thrown over his waist. "Hey." Dipper ignored him and whimpered. Will kissed his cheek. "I'll get you feeling better in no time, alright? Just stay still." Dipper groaned as Will gripped him tighter and whispered some gibberish under his breath. Heat flooded into his body as the sickness left him. Once it was completely gone, Dipper felt exhausted. He closed his eyes and gasped in air, relieved. Will nuzzled him from behind. He struggled out of his grasp and got out of the bed. Crossing his arms, he left the room to go look for Mabel. He found her in the living room. She looked up at him as he stood in front of her. "... Weren't you just sick a second ago?," she asked, utterly confused. Dipper shrugged and looked at the ground. "Will cured me." Mabel stared at him for a moment. "You know... He didn't want to hurt you... He loves you. You never actually broke up with each other, either." "He's a demon, Mabel. He lied to us! How am I supposed to trust him now?" Mabel looked behind him, and he turned around just in time to see Will cross his arms and tilt his head. Dipper sharply avoided his gaze, instead glaring at his feet. Mabel sighed. "Dipper." Dipper glared harder. "Dipper, I know he—" "Don't remind me," he cut her off sharply. "I have a scar from that." Dipper felt a pair of arms around his waist. "You're still my Little Dipper, y'know," Will stated, "That will never change, because it's impossible to stop loving someone as special as you." Dipper shook slightly. "How do I know you're not lying?," Dipper asked, pulling away from the embrace. Will gazed at him, a sorrowful expression on his face. "Stop leaving me," he whined, "I want to give you attention. I haven't seen you in three weeks." Dipper moved back a small bit. "Will..." Will grabbed his hand and moved closer to him. "Dipper, I seriously don't want to hurt you. Why should I? You're my... boyfriend. I love you." Dipper bit his lip, jerking his hand away. "Dipper... Please, stop moving away..." Mabel stood up, having enough of this. She walked up to Dipper and held him in place. "Make out!," she said. Dipper squirmed. "Make out!," she tried again. "Come on, do it. You both know you want to. Now... Make out!" Will gave her a look. Dipper sighed and pecked Will on the lips. Will gave him a joyful, yet surprised look. "That was for managing to be the most adorable... demon in the world." Will gave him a look that said, 'I don't know how to feel about that.' Dipper held back his laugh. Will could tell he was doing this, and pulled him as close as possible. "... I wish I could get closer to you." Dipper's face blanked. "Don't get me." He squirmed, trying to escape, but Will held him tightly. He gave up, finally giving in to Will's affection. Mabel 'aww'-ed and left to give them some privacy. Will repeatedly kissed Dipper's cheek and jawline. Dipper huffed and rolled his eyes., grinning at Will's antics. "Just because you're sucking up to me doesn't mean that I'm letting you off the hook. I have a burn marks on my arms still." Will pulled away and grabbed his hand, pulling up the flannel sleeve. He stared at the scorch marks on his arm and gently kissed them. "I'm sorry, I was just scared. You shouted at me. I felt rejected." Dipper sighed and kissed Will. "I'm sorry, Will," he whispered, "I was scared, too." Will leaned his forehead on Dipper's and gazed at him, eyes half-lidded. "No more secrets, okay?," Dipper asked. Will kissed him. "No more secrets," he promised. "I love you." Dipper snorted. "Love you too, Will." Will hummed and nuzzled the side of Dipper's face.

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