BILLDIP//Smut and Fluff

Um... sorry? Long

Fluff
Mabel had come to her before, but this was different. This was a guy, and although she was a girl she still didn't know how to put it in a way Dipper would understand.

To her surprise and delight, he was actually after a guy.

To her dismay, that guy just so happened to be Bill, the new guy in town.

It had been a few years since the twins started their summer tradition, returning to Gravity Falls every year. Wendy herself was now nineteen, making Dipper and Mabel sixteen. The man Dipper was after was as old as she, but his odd sense of style made him look far older and more mature.

Apparently, as the boy had revealed, he'd been talking to Bill since the start of the summer. From what he'd told her, he actually seemed to be right up the teen's alley. Mysterious, incredibly funny, laid back but still quite serious.

He'd do him a lot of good, if he hadn't already- She was wondering why he seemed strangely more relaxed that year, and he seemed to be the answer she was waiting for.

"So, Wendy, what do you think?" He finished, nervousness not at all hidden. She broke into a wide grin, nodding to herself.

"Yeah, okay. I'll give you some pointers, but it seems like you already got pretty close to him." The boy breathed a sigh of relief, wiping sweat off his forehead wish a shaky arm. "Sorry to be that guy, but when did you come out of the closet?" She asked, and he shrugged.

"I don't really know. One day I was sure I liked girls, then before my very eyes I started liking both." His casual, comfortable tone assured most people already knew, and she wasn't the first to find out.

"Cool, cool. On that note, let's get down to business!" She clapped her hands together, getting up and leaving him to sit alone on the sofa. Slowly pacing, she went through his options. "First off, you need to act like more than friends. If he ever asks 'why you're acting strange', or 'why you seem so different', play it cool but don't directly deny anything." A sly grin had crept onto her face.

"So leaving him wanting answers." Dipper recapped, deep in thought. "Okay, okay, got it. What else?"

"Well, he'd going to get desperate eventually, so just keep playing it cool until he pops the question. That question, of course, being if you think of him as a friend, or if you think of you guys as more than that." She laughed quietly at his reaction.

"I doubt he'd ever ask that, Wendy- He's not that kind of guy." She rolled her eyes in response.

"Pfft, any guy can ask even the most awkward questions when he's desperate enough. Even you, Dip, and I've manipulated that many times without you even being aware!" Another snicker at his shocked expression. "I digress. Again, don't lie, but don't act desperate. If he doesn't let it go after your first response, come clean. If he turns you down..."

"Move on? Like, come back to you, have the whole 'he's too old for you anyway' talk and move on?" he snapped, but stopped when he saw her face. "Sorry." He said lamely, but the comment still stung.

"Dipper, if that hurt you so bad, you could've told me. Besides, that was four years ago! Don't think just because you were rejected once you're doomed to a lonely life. Even if he does, what're you gonna do if he does reject you? Give up on finding someone forever? That's not the Dipper I know." Wendy smiled warmly, pulling him into a hug.

"Thanks, Wendy." He said, voiced muffled slightly by her shoulder.

"No problem, Dip. Now, get out there and let the flirting begin!"

-=[TIME SKIP]=-

Dipper had done as told for the rest of the summer, but the steps never got far enough. Bill had brought up his change in behaviour multiple times, but every time Dipper played it off the man would just blush and move on.