Dipper's POV

I was sitting back watching TV. Stan's weird taste of TV was still on but I was to comfortable to go change it.

"Knock! Knock! Knock!" I heard the door. I groaned as I got up, I opened the door revealing Pacifica Northwest.

"Hey Dip!"

"Paz!"

"What's up?" She asked as she walked into the living room.

"Not much." I answered a little bored. I followed her into the living room and sat in the recliner.

"Sit down." I insisted.

"No, your furniture is disgusting." She said clearly still shaking out of her old ways. Then she gave a cute look like she had an idea. She walked over and plopped in my lap with her legs over the arm of the chair. I blushed bright red, but it didn't look like she noticed.

"So, um, what do you want to do?" I asked a little nervous.

"I don't know, wanna go to The Greasy Diner?" I asked.

"Sure!" She said excitedly. So we got up and walked outside. Just then she tripped over a twig and I sweeped over just in time to Catch her. I realized that our faces were so close our noses touched. We both blushed bright red, but didn't move. A small smirk fell on Pacifica's face. She got up and said,

"Thanks" with a small peck on my cheek which only make me blush harder. The rest of the walk was mostly quiet other than a few words at the end.

"What was that for?" I asked.

"What for?"

"You kissed me on the cheek. Why?"

"Um, no reason. I just wanted to see your reaction. It was quite satisfying." She informed. With that I blushed even harder.

"You know you blush way to easy." She said.

"is it cute?" I asked as I immediately cover my mouth.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean that." I said embarrassed.

"No worries, and yes. It's adorable." She said. At which I blushed more.

"Stop. Making me blush!" I yelled ironically still blushing.

"Would this make you blush?" She asked.

"Would what-?" And she interrupted me with a small peck on the cheek. I had the brightest blush yet, and I answered,

"Yes."