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Bill X reader. Minty

Reader's pov)

I was sitting on the couch, listening to music from my phone. Suddenly I wondered why it was it was so quiet, and why I haven't seen bill yet today. I pressed the pause button on my headphones, sliding them down my neck, to rest on my shoulders. "Bill?" I asked. All I got in response was a loud squishing noise. (That sounded wrong...) My eyes widened, and i jumped up, running to the bathroom, where I heard the noise. Once at the door of the bathroom, my heart dropped at the sight. There was toothpaste ALL over the bathroom. In the tub sat bill, who I barely recognized.

He had toothpaste in his Sandy blonde locks, sticking all of the yellow strands together. He had it all over his face, as if it was face paint. His sweater and jeans had the pale blue paste all over them, sticking them together. I looked back up at his face, seeing him relaxing with his eyes closed in bliss, as he squirted tube after tube of toothpaste in his mouth. I wanted to gag. "W-what do you think you're doing?!" I exclaimed. He opened his eyes, looking over at me with half lidded eyes, smiling with now very clean teeth.
"Oh, hey sweets. I have a question for you.." he says, swallowing the toothpaste in his mouth. I raise an eyebrow, holding onto the doorframe.
"What?" I asked flatly, fed up with him. He stuck the half empty tube of toothpaste out toward me.
  "How come.. how come you put this yummy mint paste in your mouth every night and day, but never take the time to realize it's so dang good!! I mean you never swallow it!" He says, pulling a grin. I narrow my eyes.
"Because it's not supposed to be eaten!" I said, throwing my arms in the air. His grin went away suddenly.
"Well why not?" He asked, sitting up, brushing his pasty hair back with his hand, making it stick back messily. I looked around, sighing.
"because it's poisonous!" I said, walking forward toward him to snatch the tube out of his hand. He pouted at this.
"Why do people make it taste so good then?" He asks, watching me put it away. I look at him, sighing.

"So people will like brushing their teeth.. and so it makes their breath smell good..?" I answered. He took an intake of breath about to ask another question, I leaned over quickly, covering his mouth, making his eyes widen. I smiled sarcastically.
"Get out of the tub... and clean my bathroom up~" I said as sweet as I could, holding my threatening tone back. He stayed still for a moment before closing his eyes, and sighing into my hand making me feel his hot breath slip through my fingers. He reached up, grabbing my wrist, taking my hand down.
"Fine.." he pouted, pushing himself up with his arms. I smiled triumphantly.
"Good. Better get to it then.." I said. He looked to me, licking his lips, to rid them of the excess toothpaste.
"Can I at least have my tube back? It's almost gone anyway.." he said. I looked at him in disbelief.
"....no!" I said, making him whine.
   "Why. Just cos it's poisonous to you doesn't mean it is for me.." he said. I shook my head.
"Clean my bathroom." I said Simply. He looked away, then started to pout, snapping, making everything start to fix itself. A couple minutes later he came out, hair washed out and slicked back, in a new pair of jeans and golden hoodie. He sat down next to me.

"There," He exhaled, looking at me. "Never happened." I took my headphones off, smiling at him.
   "Thanks goldie." I smiled. He only smiled back sarcastically in response. I sniffed. "You smell good." I stated. He didn't look at me, and sighed before talking.
"Oh really? Maybe it's the irony of the situation.." he mumbled angrily, digging his hands into his pockets. I giggled, sitting up, to pull his hand out of his pocket, holding it.
"Or maybe it's just your Cologne.. and that you ate the toothpaste rather then simply brushing with it." I chuckled. He looked down at me, smirking a little.
"You smell good too.." he said with a smile. I looked up at him.
"Hm?" I hinted for him to go on. He looked back to the wall in front of us.
"Minty." He said. I laughed, pushing him. "Well standing in a bathroom with mint toothpaste  caked all over the place, including my boyfriend, will do that to me." I said. He smiled, leaning his head on mine.

"So you're not mad?" He asked. I smiled sweetly.
"Aw, billy, no.. I'm furious." I seethed. I could feel him start to get uncomfortable, as I started to dig my fingers into his wrist.
"Oh no." He mumbled.