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dresses? dresses.

Dare : Bill dares Dipper to go on a date with him in public... in a dress. ( @LizzySavage31 )

3rd person POV

The summer was always stifling hot in Gravity Falls, Oregon. It was the kind of damp heat that made your hair frizzy, and the back of your knees sweaty. Therefore, it wasn't a strange occurrence when the brunette boy unlocked the door of his apartment only to be hit with a wave of cool air.

Dipper sighed in content as the air conditioner spat out chilliness to cancel out the humid heat. The boy sagged into the kitchen, letting the plastic grocery bags fall out of his hands, and onto the floor. "I'm home." He called out, fanning the neck-line of his shirt to cool down his skin.

He heard faint sounds coming from what sounded like the living room- or well, tv room. The apartment only had three rooms- a bedroom, bathroom, and a kitchen. But somehow, behind the wall separating the kitchen and bedroom, a tv was pushed into the corner, and a love seat was smushed somewhere by it to create a living roo- living corner. Dipper watched as a tall blond boy popped his head into the kitchen doorway with a grin.

He stepped into the room, revealing his boxers and plain t-shirt, which was sporting blue stains, probably from the ice pop he held in his left hand. Bill moved forward to sling an arm around the shorter, welcoming him back home.

"Enjoy the heat?" He asked with a smile, raising an eyebrow. Dipper scoffed before shrugging off the arm around his shoulders. "It was hellish. But I bought toilet paper." He said with relief.

The moment the last roll of toilet paper displayed cardboard, Dipper knew it was time to hit the store. Neither him or the blond were much on going out, but it was desperately needed.

Bill took the top of the icy treat into his mouth, before popping it off. He looked over towards the other. Dipper had begun to unpack the bags, shifting around the kitchen and opening the few cabinets they had to stock away food. The demon backed himself up, before sliding onto the table and kicking his feet back and forth above the ground.

"We haven't had a date night in a while." He muttered, following the other's movements while sticking out his tongue to lick up the blue treat.

The brunette raised an eyebrow, smiling a bit as he pushed a can of soup towards the back. "No, we haven't." He confirmed, crumpling up the plastic bag. "Is this your way of inviting me to dinner?" He asked, finally turning to face his boyfriend who sat on the table. Bill rolled his eyes.

"I was getting to that part. You just didn't let me finish." He snorted, opening his mouth again to suck on the ice pop. Dipper had grown used to the somewhat childish adult that had come to be his significant other. Because if there was one word to describe Bill, it would be childish. With a touch of annoying and a pinch of hot-headedness on the side. And also a total pervert.

"Well get to it then." The shorter said out, leaning on a counter behind him. Bill broke off part of his treat, before crunching the icy coldness with his teeth. "Wanna go eat with me?" He finally finished, his eyes not even looking up from the popsicle. Dipper raised an eyebrow.

The boy crossed his arms gently. "You're so romantic." He said sarcastically, glaring at the other. "Fine, I'll eat with you." This brought a grin to the taller's face- a grin that Dipper knew all too well.

"Wanna spice it up?" He questioned out, his eyes narrowing the way they always did when Bill thought of something. The brunette hesitantly raised both his eyebrows at him. "Depends..." He murmured, studying his boyfriend's face.

"Wear a dress." He demanded, his lips curving upwards into a shit-eating grin. Dipper glared at the other, not moving an inch. "No." He responded simply, not daunted by the request.

Bill rolled his eyes again, his smile replaced by a frown. "You are absolutely no fucking fun. At least go through with some of the stuff I ask for."

"I do." The brunette countered. "We watch the movies you want. We eat what you want. We have sex when you want, which is like, every five minutes." He rolled his eyes back at the other, copying his gesture.

"Whatever." Bill spat out. "You won't even think about the one thing I request? At least humor me." He said out.

Dipper sighed. He uncrossed his arms, eyes coming up to meet his significant other's. "What's in it for me then?" He muttered out, tilting his head.

Bill's mouth perked upwards, his teeth showing in a smile. "Mind-blowing sex?" He offered, wiggling his eyebrows. Dipper snorted in response. "We have that like, every day. What's going to make it so mind-blowing?"

This brought an evil grin to Bill's face. "I guess you'll just have to wait and find out?" He tested, his eyes drawing the other boy in.

Dipper was pulled into silence for a few beats.

"Fine." He finally sighed, slumping forward in defeat. "It better be fucking better than mind-blowing though." He concluded in a pout. Bill always got what he wanted, but it was hard to turn the blond boy down.

He grinned in victory. The taller hopped off the table, coming closer to take Dipper's chin in his hand. "It will." He muttered out with another grin, pecking his boyfriend's lips.

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"Are you seriously going to make me go out in public?" Dipper called through the bathroom door. Bill groaned rolling his eyes. "Would you just come out?" He countered, crossing his arms while leaning on the door.

A few silent beats went by, before the brunette finally unlocked the door, and the blond had to stumble away to regain his balance. As Bill turned around, his eyes couldn't help but brighten at the sight.

Dipper wore a somewhat flowy summer dress, dark navy, almost black. It came above his knees a little, and the top came down lower than necessary to normally show off clevage- but in this case- his pale chest.

Bill let his eyes rake over the other boy standing awkwardly before him. The brunette had an angry red blush covering the tips of his ears and his cheeks, which made him look even cuter to the blond.

"You look stunning." He finally muttered out with a smile, eyes trailing up to finally meet the other boy's. Dipper's shoulder relaxed, as if some tension had been released. He rolled his eyes, but couldn't help a small smile surface. "I don't have to wear heels, do I?" He snickered, lacing his fingers into his boyfriend's.

Bill laughed. "Not unless you want to." He winked, pulling the boy's arm. He wallowed in the feeling of being close to the other boy, before finally sighing in content. "Let's go. I was too lazy to book a restaurant, so let's go to the diner?" Bill grinned at his partner.

Dipper rolled his eyes. "All this, and we aren't even going to eat at a fancy place? How disappointing." He stated with a snort, walking next to the blond. "To the diner it is."

...

When the couple walked in, Dipper couldn't help but feel a blush spread to his cheeks. He slightly hid behind the blond as he could feel the eyes of people watching him from their booths.

"This is embarrassing." He whispered to his boyfriend, pulling lightly on the bottom of Bill's shirt. The blond laughed in response. "They're staring at you because you look good." He wiggled his eyebrows, before sliding into the seat. Dipper slid in on the other side, making a mental note to keep his legs together to at least make the dress look presentable, and not slutty.

Dresses were tiring.

It was only two hours later, when Dipper was slammed into the back of the apartment door, when he began to realize the suffering of the dress was worth it.

He blushed as the blond's lips found his own, his arms coming up to link over the taller's shoulders. He was extremely aware as Bill's hands grabbed his ass through the flowy fabric, and somehow, the dress just made it even more embarrassing in just the right ways.

'Maybe I like dresses..' the brunette thought, before it was interrupted by his lovely boyfriend carrying him to the bed.

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Done! I hope you enjoyed!!

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