My Friend's Brother (a BillDip fanfiction)

Ch 43: Dreams

Dipper had no idea where they were, though he guessed that it was some sort of abandoned classroom...

All he knew was that Bill was sitting on his lap and pressing him to the wall. It seemed that he finally decided to just let them be.

Their lips were feverishly moving in a dance that Dipper struggled to keep up with. Everything was a haze of emotions and sensations.

His hands were wandering for a place to settle before making their way to Bill's hair. Bill's hands, however, were still wandering and were currently making their way up his shirt.

Dipper gasped at the unexpected contact, before throwing his weight into Bill, now laying on top of him, in an attempt to get things rolling. 

The sight of Bill underneath him only ignited the gentle fire in his gut more. He vaguely noted that normally he'd be nervous in this situation, especially with his rejection last time, but he wasn't nervous at all this time. Taking a sense of pride in this realization, he began dully sucking on Bill's neck.

Bill choked out a sound of ecstasy, which only encouraged Dipper's actions more. All of this was so close and new, almost too much for Dipper's pounding heart to take.

In the midst of it all, Dipper somehow knew that Bill loved him. He knew they would be alright. That knowledge was truly the best part of this whole thing. Bill actually loved him; he didn't have to hope anymore.

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As Dipper woke up, he was slowly losing his grasp on everything, though he tried desperately to cling on to the moment, all before everything came to a full stop. 

Reality caught up to him, with all of it's fight of the day before, the agony of pining, the sheer sense of pointlessness he felt from time to time. Good hell, the crash was the biggest of his life. 

He just sat in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling, trying to wrap his mind around everything and cursing whoever made dreams for being so impossibly cruel.

Bill had rejected him, but kissed him, for real, before hand, and now they might not be talking. He honestly needs to take a step back.

He promptly decided not to go to school that day, and instead tried to fall asleep again. That dream felt better than anything day could offer..

A/N: This chapter took so long bc I don't write sensual or sexual stuff. Also, as always, school sucks.