"Is that a phone in your back pocket because that ass is calling me."
Dipper looked strangely over at hiss floating demonic boyfriend. He knew he was bored, but why in the world would he say that? "What?" He still had his glasses perched on his nose and journal open in his lap.
"Don't humans say cheesy things to their significant other?"
"Well yes, but that was incredibly stupid and cheesy."
"So that's why you're blushing right?"
Dipper flushed more at that. Now conscious of it, he curled up more into himself, staring intently at the book. "Oh shut up, it's nothing, just warm is all."
"We could always make it warmer big boy."
Dipper sputtered and flushed harder, slumping down onto his bed, book covering his face. He couldn't even read it properly anymore, that's how close he was. "Y-You idiot... Stupid dorito, do you even know what you're saying?"
"Of course cupcake, even though I'm in heaven when I'm with you, I'm still fairly conscious."
And this continued on for about 17 more minutes. Dipper had gotten so flustered that he put his book down, walked over to his levitating boyfriend and kissed him hard to get him to shut up.
After a short make out session on their bed, Bill seemed content again as he went back to the middle of the room, staring at his cute Pine tree.
"Stupid Dorito..." Dipper muttered fondly as he wrote down notes.