DIPPER X BILL ONE SHOTS

Roomies

***DIPPER'S POV***

"Don't lose your key. We have extras, just... this collage isn't in the best town. Some creepy people could get into your room."

I didn't take that for a serious warning, and look where it got me- sitting up in my bed with some random stranger looking at me the wrong way. Neither of us move, me afraid of what he'll do and him... well, I don't know what's going through his head. Things can't get any worse right now...

"Hey, Pine Tree, the machines were out of Doritos, can I have some money to go get some at the corner store?" Goddamn I spoke to soon... "Pine Tree?" I watch my roommate, Bill, look up, suddenly shocked. The creepy man looks at him now. I gulp. "Who's this? A friend of yours?"

"Yeah, an old friend." The man replies. Bill looks at me. I shake my head furiously.

"Well, Pine Tree says you're not so, you gotta get out." Bill walks towards the man, and the man attacks. I look away and just hear struggling. "Pine Tree, did you drop your key or something?" I hear Bill.

"Yeah... the other day..."

"Didn't they warn you or something? Didn't I warn you?" I gulp. "Get out, you creep!"

I look back and see the man scurry out of the room. Bill walks over to me. "Sorry..."

"You know what coulda happened if I wasn't here?" I nod. "You're lucky to have me and my strength and braveness and stuff."

I roll my eyes. "No, I'm lucky that you're too stoned to care about pain and fear and stuff." I say, mimicking him.

He shrugs. "Same difference."

I don't think I've ever seen him sober. I've found him smoking in the morning outside, getting high, just... never normal. He always tells me, 'You don't want to see what I'm like when I'm not high.' He never says anything more. He just insists that I don't want to know.

"Pine Tree," He hugs me and looks at me. "Can I have some money for Doritos at the corner store?"

I sigh. "No, but I'll walk with you there. I don't want to be alone for a while." He smiles widely and hugs me closer. He's very... close with me. He's always hugging me and hanging off of me and all that. I've woken up with him cuddling with me. He's tried to get me to fall asleep like that.

Now, I'm no idiot. I know my roommate. He's told me things. Lots of things. One of those things he's told me is that he's gay. Now, putting the pieces together- him being gay, hanging off of me, hugging me, trying to cuddle with me- he has a crush on me. Whether that's just because he's high, a true crush, or a sex crush, I'm not going for it. I might've, at one point in life, if he wasn't a major stoner.

"Pine Tree, lets go." He grabs my hand and tries pulling me away from the bed. I slowly get up and go with him.

I've heard so many stories from and about Bill. Others told me that he has killed people before, but he's insisted that he doesn't. They've told me he doesn't pay for his drugs, and that it's payment for him for something else, but he says he knows people and gets discounts. They've said he becomes a crazed murderer when he's off weed, but he's only ever told me that I don't want to see him sober.

No matter what, everyone I know is surprised that I'm not dead yet.

We walk out of the dorm area of the college and start heading to the little store three blocks away. It's open 24/7, so we end up walking here a lot. Bill considers them dates.

We soon reach the store. We walk in and Bill immediately goes to get his Doritos. I grab a bag of candy and a bottle of Coke, then wait for Bill. He comes back with a bag of Doritos and a ramen cup. I pay for everything and we start walking back to the dorm room.