Having Dipper Pines leaning on her was making her stomach flip. Wendy never had these problems. She kept her calm, but it felt difficult.
The boy had fallen asleep during their usual movie night, and he was resting on Wendy's shoulder. The teen felt her face flushing a bright pink as he let out a sleepy mumble. There was nothing she didn't love about this... Or him to be honest. He felt warm and the small part between his lips was almost inviting. She shook her head to clear the thoughts, but they didn't leave. The girl slowly leaned back, making sure to wrap her arms around Dipper to make sure he didn't wake up. Once they were both laying down, a wave of tiredness hit her like a truck. The sleeping boy in her arms did not help the situation. The redheaded teen yawned, and nestled her head into the back on his neck and shoulder.
BOOM!
"Wendy!?"
The girl shot up quickly as the squeaky voice of Dipper Pines cracked. Her eyes adjusted to the darkness of her room. The curtains over the windows her shut, and her lamp was off. In an instant, a white flash lit up the bedroom, and she felt small arms wrap tightly around her middle. "Wendy..."
"Hey, it's okay, Dip. It's just a storm." Considering all the monsters he had faced, the last thing she'd imagine was him being afraid of a storm and whimpering her name. Slowly, she wrapped her arms around him, and felt that pain in her chest. That pain of wanting someone, wanting something with that someone, so much it hurt. As the pair held each other in the dark, she could feel his face nuzzling into her neck. He was scared. There had been very few occasions when she had seen that fear on his face. The teen wanted to protect him, shield him, scare off whatever frightened him.
But in this case, Mother Nature was the only one who could scare off this monster. Her emerald eyes drifted down to meet his brown ones, wide with fear.
Part of Dipper was embarrassed that he was acting like... like a child in front of Wendy. He only hoped she wouldn't see him as less mature. But by the way she held him, and looked at him, he was sure it didn't harm her view of him at all. The brunet curled up tightly in Wendy's arms. They were soft and she was warm. The sound of thunder was louder now, but he almost didn't care. Almost. He still jumped a bit, but being with her, being in her arms, made the situation not so bad. He felt safe. Safe from every monster and creature that could ever harm him. His gaze caught Wendy's, and his heart was quickly racing. Not from fear of the storm, but the way her eyes always seemed so bright. Even in the darkness of her room, the green, glittering eyes she had still were one of, if not the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen. Dipper's face began to blush, but he couldn't look away from her. It felt like the way she looked at him was asking him to become lost with her, in some place neither of them knew. The boy pulled his arms away from her waist, and he pulled them back to his own self. Yet, Wendy was still holding him. Not one person had said much during this time, and it was Dipper who broke the silence,
"Are you okay?" His voice was quiet, no more than a whisper. Wendy responded in the same voice,
"I'm fine."
"Y-You're just... Holding me..." The older girl's face quickly started to heat up, but she didn't pull away.
"Well maybe I like holding you." Dipper let out a snort of laughter and blushed. He enjoyed this so much. He loved being in her arms. Nothing in the world could compare to this moment. She was holding him. He was safe with her. He smiled widely and rested his head between her neck and shoulder. His arms wrapped around her neck ,draped over her shoulders, and he could just barely feel his own fingertip's as he hugged her. Dipper let out a content sigh, and Wendy smiled. The two leaned back, and the teen was cuddled with him like earlier, but instead he was awake and facing her. Wendy took one glance at his lips and felt that painful urge again. Dipper felt it too, and they leaned in.
Yet their lips never met. Rather, their foreheads did. And they decided to stay like that, gently resting against one another. The duo smiled, and held each other.
Neither had ever slept so well before.
A/N: Well it's thunder-storming currently, in February. Mind you I'm in Michigan. It should be snowing.
Anyways, Dipper having a fear of thunderstorms seemed very canonical to me? Some will probably see it was OOC but oh well.
