I feel so alone.

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Mabel and Lilly were laughing their asses off. 

Bill and Dipper were so not. Bill was contemplating how to- and if he should- ask out Dipper. Dipper, on the other hand, was inwardly melting. Like, Bills tongue could have wiggled it's way in Dippers mouth at any given moment. So had he just pecked him on the lips so that Dipper would shut up?

God so many questions. And no one at that house knew how to answer them. 

Will was the most confused. "I didn't say to kiss... I don't understand why, why, what?" He looked at Mabel. Mabel stood up, took Lilly and Wills hands and led them to Lillys room. 

"Let's give them some privacy, my dear Will." Mabel blurted out. 'My dear Will? What!?' Mabel then began talking to them. And yes, there was a bit of gossip, but who doesn't like gossip? Anyway, let's get back to our two lovebirds that don't know they're in love.

"B-bill?" Dipper mumbled, looking at the ceiling. 

"Yeah?" Bill looked at Dippers small nose. 

"Er, could, you... You uh, get off me?" Dipper looked at Bills face.

"Sure, Pinetree." Bill stood, then sat beside Dipper. "You wanna talk about it?" 

'How your tongue was almost in my mouth? Sure! Let's do it.' Dipper so badly wanted to say. Instead he replied, "About the, uh, kiss? Um, kisses?

"Yeah. Um, well..." Bill fumbled with his hands. "I dunno, your lips are soft..." He blushed and his eyes shot up to look at Dippers face. "Uhhh, I didn't..." 

Dipper stared into the golden, sun-like eyes. He was blushing as well. "They are?" 'They are, the fuck type of question is that, Dipper?' 

"Yeah, really soft. Or actually, I don't remember, can I try again?" Bill smirked. 

Dipper was confused. Is he messing with him? Does he actually want to kiss Dipper again? "Er, I don-" And so Bill kissed him again.  Dipper pulled away. "W-we can't." 

"Why not?" Bill said. 

"Because I'm stupid and I'm not the cute type of idiot, I'm the idiot idiot. And I'm ugly, and weird, and dumb, and a nerd." Dipper bit his lip. "And you're cool, and you're popular, and you have a great family- not like mabel and grunkle aren't they're great just not as good as yours." Dipper looked at Bill. "And you're terribly hot, and amazing, and sweet, and sometimes a dick, yeah, but you're-you're so good. And I'm not."   

Bill blinked once. Then once more. He took in everything that Dipper had said. He pulled Dipper into his lap and layed his head onto Dippers shoulder. Dipper squirmed. "Dipper listen to me," Bill began sitting up again, "You are adorable. You're honestly super hot in a way. You're the first person to actually pay attention to me and not just my fuck-boi persona. You're so awesome. You're nice, you're smart, you're loving, caring, sweet. Ask Mabel, ask castil when he gets old enough." Bill wrapped his arms around dipper. "And, I honestly think I'm not deserving of you." 

Dipper took himself and spun around. He wrapped his legs around Bill's waist, and his arms around Bill's neck. "You're deserving. You're so much more deserving." And he kissed Bill hard. 

Bill pulled away. "Wait, so when you called me an idiot in the hallway a few days ago, you basically called me cute." 

"Shut up and kiss me." 



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