Simply a filler since I won't be able to update my other story for a while BillDip during thanksgiving I guess. Hope you enjoy if you actually read it. P.S Bill is a baker in this and Dipper is a writer Bill's still a demon but in human form who's weakness is Dipper's cuteness. Any names for things like Dipper's book are made up and are not based off of or copying anything. I just went with what my tired brain could think of. Nothing but the story is mine.
~Dipper's PoV~ Dipper and Bill's house~
It was strangely quiet when I woke up. No Mable screaming about some weird thing. No Stan yelling at me to wake up and do chores. No Bill trying to flirt with me like he has been when he found out I was gay. Then again, why would any of those things happen? I live in a house of my own with Bill as my husband supporting my writing as he bakes for his little cafe. My family hasn't contacted me in over three years when I told them I was marrying Bill, but it's quiet... almost too quiet.
~Timeskip brought to you by a tired author writing at 1am~
After my shower I headed downstairs to submit my final draft for my book: Falling Stars I still haven't seen Bill yet I wonder if he's working. I made my way to the Cafe's kitchen and finally found my love covered in flour and frosting. "Hey babe. Happy Thanksgiving." he said without even looking up. He finally finishes his project and pulls me over to him covering my clothes in flour and planting a kiss on my forehead. "Happy Thanksgiving to you too. What cupcakes did you make?" I asked looking at the rainbow frosting on the counters.
"They're cute turkey cupcakes. It's a new recipe so I decided why not if they're good I'll sell them." God why is Bill so cute when it comes to baking? I love him so much. I thought as suddenly I was lifted onto the counter and had lips press into mine. After a few minutes of a heated make out scene Bill set up shop called in one of the workers and dragged me upstairs to our room.
~Another time skip brought to you by my Gayness~
~Bill's PoV~
"That was amazing Pinetree." I watched my cute Pinetree breath heavily with sweat rolling down his body as he laid against my chest. "Bill why did you have to do that so hard I won't be able to work now!" He made a angry pouting face that was just adorable I could just squish his cheek. God he's so cute I hope my nose doesn't start bleeding last time that happened, he freaked out thinking I was sick.
"Yea sorry Pinetree but I'll help you for as long as you need it. I say snuggling closer to him being careful not to move his tired body. maybe I'll massage it later~ so he'll be "less" sore.
~The End~
I'm gonna end it here cos I'm tired and I might be going shopping today(?) and need at least an hour of sleep. Anyway Happy Thanksgiving everyone hope to see you soon!
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Short Stories I guess...
RastgeleThe title describes it for you. Nothing mature of NSFW though. All characters are adult age so eighteen and up unless said otherwise.