Mah Random Oneshots. UrielectricFire

16 year old!Dipper X reader. Bad dreams to daydreams

I ran, not looking back. My teammates ran alongside me, holding maps. "This way!" They yelled. I breathed shakily, following. The war noises increasing in volume, drowning out any other sound. All I could hear now was my heartbeat, my shaky intakes of breath, and the war, as everything faded out of sight.

I sat up, with a splitting headache. I started crying, as I looked to the over head object, and was sure I saw dipper. "I-i wanna go home.. please make it st-stop!" I sobbed. As I reached out to grab onto dipper's shoulder, my hand pushed up against a cold, flat surface. The wall. I pulled my hand back, stifling a sob. I looked around the pitch black room, seeing my shadowed belongings. "O-oh.. I am h-h-home..." I whispered to myself. Suddenly the door swung open, and a figure stood In the doorway, out of breath.
"I heard you yelling.. are you okay?" They asked, coming closer. I stared up at them, and Identified them as dipper. I nodded, breathing heavily. "y-yeah...." I whispered.
"Good." he mumbled softly, and walked toward my bed, sitting down on it with me. "Do you wanna talk about it?" He asked quietly.

I shook my head, holding it. "I don't want to right now. My biggest problem right now is my head.. it hurts so bad." I said, as a tear slipped down my cheek. He exhaled, and wrapped his arms around my body, and hugged me softly. After a minute his arms tightened around me, and he slowly picked me up. I shivered, and clutched his shirt on his chest. I opened my eyes slightly, looking around, seeing that he was bringing me into the kitchen.

I felt him lay his head down on mine, and transfer me to one arm, as he opened the cupboard, and grabbed something. As he pulled it out, it turned out it was pills. "Have some drugs." I felt his cheeks puff up in a smile. I groaned at his joke, and turned my head to be laying the other cheek on his shoulder, mumbling. "I thought you were getting me something worthwhile. ." I said. He chuckled. "It is though. It'll get rid of your headache." He quipped. I scoffed. "I don't wanna swallow anything right now, dip..." I groaned.

He shrugged. "A'right.." he put them back, and supported me with both arms now. I groaned at my boyfriend. "I can walk, you know." I said. He chuckled. "Well, I know.." I rolled my eyes, falling limp, purposely. "So let me stand, man." I whined. He smiled wider.
  "Aw. Fine.." he set me down on the island. I looked at him, setting my hands down beside me on the cold counter surface, sighing.
"Well.. I guess this is a start of agency." I quipped. Dipper laughed. I could now examine what he was wearing. He had on his red t-shirt, with faded jeans, and green socks. His hair was messed up too. Looks like he went to bed without changing. Yet, he barely ever changed clothes for nighttime. And now since he was older, he had actual muscles, and an admitted attractiveness. No more noodle arms or wimpy teen body. He also now had a smooth voice, that fit his sixteen year old body. His glasses also sat perfectly on his nose. (Or no glasses if you prefer that)

Yet, sometimes he still embarrasses himself in front of me. I think it's cute, but he thinks it's the most wimpy thing. It just means he's still the dipper I've known forever. And he still gets super Annoyed when I turn his hat backward, and call him dippy fresh. The hat Is the same too. But it's more a memento, as is Wendy's old hat. He leaned against the counter, wrapping his arms around me, embracing me.
"Well, try this on!" He said, squeezing me in a hug. I giggled, sputtering.
  "Hah-what?" He looked into my eyes.
  "By the power of love!" He announced playfully. I laughed, pushing his chest.
"Okay..get off of me, ya nerd." I laughed. He let go of me backing up.
"Fine.. fine." I shook my head, ruffling his hair.
"You're still a nerd. My nerd." Following that, his face erupted in a cute blush.