How About a Deal? (Bill Cipher X Reader)

A Talk

After that entire incident you collapsed to the ground. You hair falling around your face. The tears streaming down your face causing some hair to stick to your saddened face. That short conversation had torn you apart to tiny pieces.

"Hana was right. I've changed." You took the back of your hand and wiped away some tears from your cheek. "I should have never done any of this. Sure my friends treated me bad, but that is no reason for me to act like this way. I don't want to hurt them" Your crying turned into sobs. You never wanted to hurt your friends. No matter what they did to you.

You heard a knock at the door, most likely by Serv. You wiped the tears from your eyes, the blue stain staining your hand. When you didn't hear the door open you got up, "You know you can just walk in Serv." your voice as you spoke could easily identify that you had been crying. In fact the blue stained tears were still coming down your face. You walked over to the door. You wiped your eyes one last time. You knew you probably looked like a mess but you knew it could only just be Serv.

When you opened the door you were not greeted by the small figure you use thought to be. Instead that small figure was replaced by a slim, tall man. "I knew you were distressed." You thought you would burst out crying again. You felt kind of embarrassed seen like this. "Bill. What are you doing here?" You whipped more tears off your cheek. You heard him let out a huff and take a step towards you, he put his leather gloved hands on your cheeks, his thumb wiping away more tears away, "Last time I check I live here." You let out a small chuckle and rested your head into his hand. "You never told me about these blue tears." He states simply. You backed away from him, "I just found out about them recently." You said looking down at the back of your hands. They were stained blue. "So this means you have been crying?" You looked up to Bill his face seemed hurt. Maybe cause you did not tell him, maybe he felt bad for not being next to you.

You looked away from him and gave a small nod. You heard him let out a sigh. Small tears were still escaping from your eyes. You were now more upset that he saw you in this current state. "Come on." He talked softly to you and walked past you and into your room. "Bill, yo-" You were interrupted by him. "You are not pushing me away. Not come sit." He said as he sat at the end of your bed patting the spot next to him. You stood in your spot, looking off to the side. Avoiding his eye contact. "Come on (Y/N). You need to talk to me." He said to you. Maybe you should. This could be better for you. You made you way over to the bed and sat down next to him. "Now tell me what's going on up in that head." He said while poking your head. You gave him a small smile looking at him sideways. Which quickly went away, "What do you want me to talk about?" You ask him. You knew what he wanted to hear. You just wanted to make sure instead of spilling something you do not want to. "How about we start at the crying?" Your heart seemed like it was clenching itself, you did not want to have this conversation. It could make you feel better, you just did not want to look so weak next to Bill. He seemed so much more powerful and you felt you needed to own up to that. You knew you could not bring that up now. "Well," You let out another sigh, you wanted to calm your insides down before you start to cry mentally. "I brought my friends here. I know it was probably not the best idea since the failed ball happened, but I felt alone. I wanted to be ho-." You stopped yourself. You thought you were saying to much, "Why are you asking me all of this when you could just read my mind?" You ask him.

Good, change the subject

He looked at you, "Because I know it's better to get the feelings out instead of holding all of it in. Now stop trying to change the subject." You stared at him for a moment. You never expected him to say something so... mushy. You look in his eyes for a moment, "I got into an argument with my friends. I ended up hurting one of them." You said hugging yourself. You tried to force your tears to keep from spilling.

You looked up at Bill. He was just looking at you with a blank expression. It kind of freaked you out. He looked like he was thinking, but at the same time, it looked like he wasn't. "It's okay to hurt others. Sometimes, you just get so frustrated that you end up doing something you don't want to. Beside, now, you can get away with almost anything you want." Bill said, he stood up looking down at you. You feel like he was trying to tell you a deeper meaning. You ignored it. "Can we hang out for a day?" You ask looking up at his tall figure. A smile spreads all over his face, "Are you asking me on a date?" he chuckles at you and brings his face down to yours. Your face turns red, "No! I just - we" you look away from him bashfully, "We haven't hung out in a while, and I miss you." You say avoiding eye contact and fidgeting with your dress. You could practically hear Bill smirk. "Awe~" you hear him coo. "You missed me?" You shook your head and faced his eyes, "Don't let that get to your head!" You say pointing a finger at him, pouting your face. "Come on." Bill said grabbing your chin bringing you closer.

"Admit it. You missed me"