BILLDIP//Smut and Fluff

Cute

Twenty-nine year old Dipper Pines was in a deep sleep. It had been days, weeks, maybe even months since he had slept so soundly. Unfortunately, Bill had to lend power to the children, as he wanted to them to grow up as he had- with powers. They would eventually adapt and create it on their own, but for now the demon was practically powerless.

It was just as strange as it sounded, your own children having more magic in them than you do.

They would either be awakened by crying, like normal parents would be-

Or the occasional magic surge.

Bill claimed he had it all under control, that he knew what he was doing, but his nervousness gave him away. Every night he insisted the locked the bedroom door, just in case the surges got too strong.

Dipper didn't really know what any of this meant, but he trusted Bill.

Funny how things changed over the years.

Bill watched his partner as his chest rose and fell, every breath just as steady as the last. Rolling onto the other, he lazily traced small patterns on his forehead. He smiled when the man below him finally awoke, brushing the hand away.

"Good morning, Pine Tree."

"It is indeed, isn't it?" Dipper broke into a grin, twisting uncomfortably under the other's weight.

"Replying from the brain as opposed to the heart, nothing new here." Bill muttered, reluctantly getting up.

The two dragged themselves off the bed and into clothes, ready for the day. Dipper, who worked at home, kissed his husband goodbye. "See you after work. Don't cause any more trouble, okay? You can't work any more overtime shifts."

The demon smirked. "But mischief is my middle name! What do you expect?" He let the other inspect his tie as he stood patiently.

"I expect Bill Cipher to act as he pleases, causing chaos wherever he goes. I expect my husband to act appropriately." He gave one last tug on the tie, satisfied. Bill stared back at him with a displeased frown. "Just try not to kill anyone."

"Now that I can promise."

-=[TIME SKIP]=-

"Dad's almost home, Olly."

Olympia, of whom they'd adopted the the age of three, was now nine years old. Her long auburn hair was neatly braided, her brown eyes shining with curiosity. The girl had harnessed her powers quickly, but not fully. She'd formed them into a way of self defence, much to Dipper's delight. Bill's more violent magic wasn't something he wanted their child to posses, and luckily neither did she.

She was too mature for her age, really, as both parents had often found themselves indulged in phisolophical conversations with her. She'd always been smart, especially with her magic to aid her, but she truly did sound more like a close friend than a child.

"Mhmm." She nodded, happily eating her dinner. It wasn't the best, but Dipper wasn't one to cook- Often Bill made the food. His knack for manipulating fire had turned him into a cooking legend. He'd have become a chef if it weren't for the fact their powers were kept secret.

They had another child, too- Hayden, the three year old child they'd only adopted a year ago. He was the reason for their many sleepless nights, and Olympia's sudden interest in 'Where do babies come from'? That conversation led to her adoption, though she admitted she'd been aware for a long time. She knew the basics- two men couldn't make a baby, but they could still raise one.

The average child would be surprised, but she took it well.

Hayden himself had crazy blonde hair that reminded him of Bill- Sticking out in every direction, following no clear pattern. His eyes were a beautiful blue, being the only one in the house to have such an eye colour.

His powers were relatively unknown so far, but bumps in the night led Bill to believe he was still adjusting to the magic. A small part of him wanted him to never learn, because deep down he felt a little left out.

It was quite a sight, seeing Olympia and Bill together- She seemed to be a lot more at ease with him. She used her powers more frequently near him, as did he with her.

He wondered if they would ever become as powerful as Bill himself.

His train of thought crashed as the doorbell rang, and he smiled to himself. "Looks like he forgot the keys again..." Olly's lips curled up into a silent grin.

"Yep. I'll go get it." He ran over to the door, unlocking and swinging it open.

When he saw who Bill was with, his throat went dry.

In his husband's arms was Hayden, fast asleep. "Guess who can teleport now?" Bill smiled weakly, and Dipper didn't know how to react. he was stuck between a sarcastic 'Good for him!' and a hearty 'I'm so proud!'

Instead, he stood there in shock, mouth open but no words coming out.

"Dad! Welcome ho-" Olympia ran into the room, but stopped when she saw her brother. "Wait, can he fly?" Bill shook his head.

"Nah, though that would be pretty cool! Guess again." Bill handed the sleeping boy over to his partner, gesturing upstairs. "Get some sleep, Dip."

Before he could say anything, he walked back to the kitchen with Olympia.

-=[TIME SKIP]=-

He had nightmares. Horrible, life-scarring nightmares. Without Bill by his side, there was no filter for his dark thoughts, and for the longest time the only thing he could see was death and fear.

It stopped abruptly when he was shaken awake. Bill loomed over him, eyes wide with worry. "Pine Tree? You okay?" He nodded weakly, heart racing.

"Yeah, just... Worried. What if Hayden gets himself hurt? What if Olly gets into trouble, and her powers act up without warning? What if-" He was pressed into a kiss, and his thoughts melted away like warm butter.

The demon pulled back, taking a deep breath. "I'll give Hayden less power from now on, he won't be able to get far if something ever does go wrong. Olly's a smart girl- I'm not concerned, and you shouldn't be either." Dipper was still uneasy, but less so.

"Yeah. Okay, you're right. I don't know enough to freak out over it." He let his partner cuddle up against him, and he felt his eyelids closing again.

Before he could fall asleep, he heard the sound of a door locking.

"Just in case."