With Thomas's help, Bill was able to get everyone out of his apartment as soon as they started to wake up. Dipper began cooking breakfast for themselves while Bill cleaned up the trash that was left around the apartment. Not long after starting to cook, the brunette turned music on full blast to drown out the whining coming from the former demon. That was until he screeched and ran to the kitchen.
"WE HAVE TO BURN THE COUCH!" he exclaimed, looking frazzled. Confused, Dipper rolled his eyes and walked towards the couch.
"I'm pretty sure nothing could be burned worthy," the brunette tried to calm the other down. Once he was in front of the couch, he looked around and shrugged, seeing nothing. "What's wrong with it?"
"It's wet," Bill hissed, completely disgusted.
"Did you smell it?" Dipper questioned.
"WHY WOULD I—" Bill's arguing was interrupted by Dipper raising his arms.
"CALM DOWN," the brunette shot at the blond, getting irritated.
"No, I didn't," the blond growled instead and crossed his arms. "Why don't you smell it?"
"I will," Dipper rolled his eyes and leaned forward, taking a small whiff before wincing. "This is cat pee," he concluded.
"OR HUMAN PEE!" the former demon's voice rose straight up again. The brunette straightened and glared at the blond.
"Angel is a kitten," he tried to explain calmly. "Mistakes happen. If it was a human, it would be dry by now. They have been gone long enough and I doubt one of them decided to pee here right before leaving."
Bill stayed quiet and seemed to be fighting with himself. The brunette looked on the top of the cat tree to find Angel curled up and sleeping peacefully.
"Maybe we should put a litter box out here as well," Dipper suggested, stroking her head gently and waking her up. She blinked slowly at the male and stretched her legs out for a few moments before pulling them back in and going back to sleep. "At least until she can recognize her smell and follow it to another room."
"Are you sure it was my sweet, innocent Angel?" the blond asked hesitantly. "Not one of those sex hungry, fiends that crashed here? I'm pretty sure cum from both parties would have ended up on that couch. It's to be burned."
"You're being overdramatic," the younger male concluded, walking back to the kitchen to continue cooking. "Put baking soda on it then a towel with like a book over it. The baking soda will soak up the pee and we can spray it for the smell."
Bill did as he was told and allowed his lover to finish preparing the food. The couple sat at the table that was used for weed the night before and ate peacefully with each other. The apartment reeked of sex so the former demon left the backdoor and windows opened to air the place out. Unfortunately, that allowed the winter air inside and the blond ended up being a freezing mess in front of Dipper, who was surprisingly okay with Gravity Fall's winters.
Due to the cold, Bill retired to his room and sat on the ground with the blanket draped around him. To him, today was a perfect day to smoke and cuddle.
"This doesn't make sense," Dipper huffed a bit while kneeling in front of the shaking man. "You've been in Oregon for 10 years. I mainly have lived in California where winters are a lot warmer than here. How are you not used to this by now?" he teased, chuckling at his lover.
"If you're not going to warm me up," the former demon glared and spoke through shivers. "Then make yourself useful and make me hot chocolate."
The brunette laughed happily and kissed Bill gently. "I can warm you up," he purred against his lover's lips. The blond rolled his eyes and playfully pushed Dipper back a bit.
"Might want to get yourself some water," he smirked. "You're sounding a bit thirsty."
Dipper allowed himself to get pushed and stood up. "I don't think water is what I want to drink," he stated in a sultry tone and grinned more at the sight of Bill's face turning a shade of pink.
"Fuck you," he pouted.
"Okay," Dipper shrugged and quickly dodged a pillow suddenly being thrown his way. The brunette laughed and continued dodging the soft items the blond started throwing.
Dipper returned to the room with two large cups of hot chocolate in his hands and sat next to Bill, who cleaned the mess he made before settling back down. The former demon's marijuana box was out and propped up to be used as a table. After placing the cups down on, he brunette cuddled under the blanket next to his lover.
"So," the brunette relaxed and looked over to the blond, who had started smoking. "How long do I have to wait until you tell me?"
Immediately knowing what he was talking about, Bill placed the pipe down and sighed out his hit.
"Can I tell you after the holidays?" he asked gently.
"Is it important?" the brunette pushed.
"Well, yeah," the older man admitted.
"Then why don't you want to tell me now?" he questioned.
Bill closed his eyes and shrugged, shaking his head a bit. "I, honestly, don't know how to tell you right now," he explained slowly. "I want to process this first then I will. I just want to focus on enjoying everything."
Dipper stayed quiet for a few minutes and watched the blond take another hit. "Is it even going to be okay if you wait?" he asked suddenly. "Like is something coming up that I need to know about?"
"Waiting won't affect anything," the blond answered, trying to sound hopeful.
"So," the brunette thought about the answer for a moment before continuing. "You're not, like, sick or anything, right?"
"Do I look sick to you?" he smirked a bit. "You're worrying too much. If I was sick, you would be able to see."
"Okay," Dipper nodded, feeling reinsured. "I'll wait then."
"Did Pacifica ever find out who was taking photos of you?" Bill asked, in an attempt to change the subject, while replacing the pipe in his hands with the mug of hot chocolate.
"She didn't tell me anything yet," the brunette sighed a bit. "I'll ask Mabel when I see her again. Have you gotten anything from them since?" Bill shook his head while drinking some of the hot drink. Dipper shrugged and leaned against the bed. "I have a gross feeling it has to do with Mia," he admitted with a scowl on his face.
"She couldn't have taken the photos," the blond shook his head. "She was in them."
"She could have hired someone," Dipper argued a bit.
"Still doubt it," he stated before taking a long sip from his cup.
"We'll find out," the brunette reassured.
The day went as desired; they only left the bedroom to eat. They spent the day telling stories and playing around with Bill's guitar. Dipper was amazed to see how happy the man looked while singing and playing. As if this is what he actually would have done if he was never a demon in the first place. Angel had eventually joined them in the room, sleeping on the smaller tree in the room to be closer to her owners.
The days following up to Christmas were spent with walks in the barely sticking snow, playing with Angel, and cuddling in the warmth of each other. Bill kept the couch, deciding he would forgive his kitten for her accident. Dipper was able to talk his lover into leaving the apartment for one day, the 22nd, to get gifts for his family. While it was Bill's idea to get the gifts and provided the money, he didn't actually want to go out. Thankfully, they were able to get all the gifts from one store so they were done rather quickly, leaving them to wrap them for the holiday.
Christmas morning, Dipper was woken up with Bill straddling his hips. The brunette's eyes widened at the sight and he attempted to sit up, only to get pushed back down to the bed. The room was still dark and silent, just the sound of their breathing filling the room. The blond kissed his lover deeply and the younger male didn't hesitate to kiss back. The brunette's hands trailed up the former demon's arms and he pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. After a few minutes of kissing, Dipper felt something slick against his bottom lip. His heart skipped a beat, easily opening his mouth to accept Bill's tongue inside and tilted his head. A moan escaped Dipper's throat and he felt himself getting harder by the second. Unconsciously, he bucked his hips and felt the former demon slam their hips together.
Excitement ran through the brunette's mind and he opened his legs, feeling the blond man's erection growing against his own. Chills ran down Dipper's spine at the feeling and moans were just spilling out into the kiss.
Thinking back to when the brunette last attempted anything sexual with his lover, he remembers Bill confirming he wasn't ready. Is he now? What changed? A small playful whine escaped in between the kisses, realizing if they did have sex, he wouldn't be on top. Dipper's arms moved around the blond man's waist and held him tightly, bucking his hips continuously upwards.
Bill pulled his lover out of his thoughts when he broke the kiss and began kissing down his face and throat. Without thinking much, Dipper rolled and switched their position. Now, the younger male had the former demon pinned against the bed. His arms were being held above him while the brunette had his hips pressing firmly against the blonds. They were both panting hard and staring into each other's eyes.
"Merry Christmas to you too," Dipper chuckled through pants. Bill bit his bottom lip but didn't move. "Did someone have a naughty dream?" he teased, smiling widely when his lover blushed. "Are you sure you're ready?" he asked excitedly, feeling hopeful that they could take things all the way.
The blond hesitated to answer. "N-not all the way," he mumbled, the lust in his eyes never leaving.
Dipper felt his heart jump with glee. Even if they didn't go all the way yet, this would be better than nothing! After nodding quickly, the brunette smashed their lips together again for a passionate moment before kissing towards his ear.
"Let me take care of you," he purred softly before kissing down his neck. Even in the cold, Bill still only slept in his boxers; claiming it gets too hot with anything else.
Shy moans began spilling out of the blond as Dipper massages his thighs and made his way down his lover's chest. Once his kisses reached the waistband of the boxers, he pulled back for a moment to slid the last article of clothing off. Watching the former demon's erection spring to life was jaw-dropping. It was now a fact that Bill had been at least blessed with a beautiful body all the way down to a long and thick penis. The head curved upwards and the tip was leaking precum. Looking back up to the former demon, Dipper could see him attempting to hide his face from what his lover was about to do.
The brunette smiled and settled comfortably in between Bill's legs, wrapping his slender fingers around the base of his erection. He placed a gentle kiss to the tip and heard the older man gasp and mewled when Dipper's lips parted, taking in just the tip.
"D-Dipper," Bill moaned out softly, moving one hand down to hold onto his hair.
The sound of his name coming from the blond man's throat was causing Dipper's own erection to ache. He slowly lowered himself and engulfed the erection as much as before. A needs groan escaped the former demon's lips and he closed his eyes tightly, tightening his grip on the brunette locks. A sensation of pride was growing in the younger man's chest, feeling happy about the noises he was capable of being out of his precious lover.
Dipper bobbed his head slowly, stroking the remaining length he couldn't take into his mouth, and massaging his balls to add more pleasure. This being the first time the brunette successfully going down on someone, he felt proud that watching so much porn in high school possibly worked out. When he began swirling his tongue around Bill's length, the older man was bucking his hips and attempted to push Dipper's head further down his member. The brunette could feel the vein pulsing in his mouth and did his best to push the member down his throat before pulling away to cough and gag.
The sound caused Bill to sit up and stare at Dipper in worry and he removed his hand. "D-did I choke you?" he asked, face flushed and his eyes dilated. The brunette swallowed some of the presume that was in his mouth before placing a kiss on the former demon's lips, pushing his tongue inside his mouth to force the blond to taste himself.
After the kiss was broken, Dipper whispered huskily against Bill's lips, "You're supposed to choke me." With that statement, the brunette moved back down to the raging erection that stood proudly. The older man's hands returned to the brunette hair and gripped the strands, forcing his head further down a bit.
The younger male hummed in approval and continued to bob his head, half allowing Bill to move his head as he pleased. Dipper reached down to his own aching erection and pulled it out of his sweats, pumping it slowly. The former demon was too lost in the pleasure of getting his first ever blow job to notice the brunette's actions. The hand that was still on the blond man's base tightened its grip, pushing out more pleasant sounds that were just music to the brunette's ears.
Bill's hips suddenly jerked up and he closed his eyes tightly, moaning Dipper's name one last time before releasing deep in his mouth. The blond man was sweating and panting hard, trembling from the orgasm. After making sure every drop was swallowed, the younger male pulled away and kissed his lover deeply and passionately, releasing his grip on his own still hard erections. The former demon caught a glimpse of the erection that was sprung from the brunette and wrapped one of his hand around it.
Dipper cupped the man's cheeks to keep their lips together, thrusting slowly into Bill's hand. Although he was a bit worried about these actions, the blond man's grip tightened and pumped along, meeting his thrusts. Groaning into his mouth, the brunette crawled on his lover's lap but hovered over Bill's abused penis that was slowly getting smaller after getting off. The blond attempted to keep his composure and proceeded to allow Dipper to thrust into his hand.
The stimulation from the grip caused the brunette's stomach to slip and the lips on his own were more than enough to help overload him with want. Their tongues danced together and his thrusting never died down. It wasn't until Bill broke the kiss and began kissing and nipping at Dipper's neck that he finally came. The white substance trickled down the older man's chest and they both were shaking in pleasure from their actions.
Once their breathing calmed down, Dipper gave his lover one final kiss before leaving the room to get a towel to clean up the mess that was made on his chest. After Bill was cleaned off and dressed, Dipper was pulled back to the bed and held against the blond man's chest. He relaxed against his lover for a moment and listened to the beating of his heart.
They stayed in bed until they got hungry and proceeded to get ready to visit the Shack for the holiday. After showering though, Dipper noticed that Bill had purposely turned away from him to get dressed. The brunette watched his lover admiringly and checked the man out as he dressed. He wore a yellow dress shirt, a black sweater vest, slacks, and dress shoes. The blond man turned around once he was done and jumped back a bit when he noticed Dipper staring.
"What?" he asked in a confused tone.
"Why did you turn away?" Dipper gave him a small smile and tilted his head, eyes trailing down the blond man's front. "I wanted to see everything."
Bill's face turned a tint pink and he hugged himself a bit, seeming to be shy. "You already saw everything," he pouted.
The actions confused Dipper. He thought the blond would feel more comfortable and confident after what they did. Maybe he didn't do as good of a job as he had hoped?
The brunette ignored his thoughts and smirked, walking closer to the former demon. "I want to see all of you every chance in the day I get to," he purred and kissed Bill lightly.
"Maybe later," he mumbled against Dipper's lips then pulled away to walk out of the room.
Dipper watched the man leave and sighed to himself before getting dressed. Maybe he just needed time? The brunette wore dark jeans with a white, long-sleeved button-up and a sweater over. His shoes weren't dressed shoes but they were a nicer pair of walking shoes. Once he left the room, he found Bill in the bathroom combing his hair back while it was still wet from his shower. Smiling at the concentrated male, Dipper stepped behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist.
"Are you ready to go, my love?" the brunette asked against the blond man's ear. He watched in the mirror as the former demon smiled and met his eyes through the mirror.
"I guess," he answered and dropped his arms, leaning back against his lover a bit. "Don't forget the gifts."
With coats on and gifts in hand, they left the apartment.
By the time they arrived at the Shack, Bill was basically trembling in fear. Dipper was the first to open the door and immediately heard voices talking from the living room. A smile grew on the brunette's face and he gripped the bag of gifts in his hand excitedly as he walked in. Quickly, he glanced back at the blond to make sure he was still following and saw him taking his jacket off. Dipper followed suit and placed them in the coat closet close to the front door. Once they got into the living room, Dipper saw Stan in his regular chair with a new couch set up with his parents and Mabel talking with Ford who was standing and chatting happily. Stan was the first to notice them and stood up right away.
"Dipper!" he called out, smiling happily and getting everyone else's attention.
Suddenly, the brunette was pulled into the room for hugs and greetings. The gifts were left next to the tree that was in the corner of the room where the tree stood with the others, temporarily forgotten. Mabel walked to Bill to greet him while their parents gawked over her twin.
"My baby!" his mom, Kayla, was holding his face and inspecting him as if she hasn't seen him in years. "You look so handsome! How is my baby doing?"
Dipper was chuckling at his mom' excitement and pulled away from her touch. "I've been good," he answered and looked over to Bill who was chatting with the blond. "I have someone for you guys to meet," he told his parents.
"Is it that spunky blond with your sister?" his dad, Jordan, asked and wiggled his eyebrows.
"Is that Bill?" Ford asked in a lowered voice. Dipper nodded and the Stan brothers looked at each other for a moment before giving the former demon their attention.
Mabel pulled the blond closer to the group and the brunette male slid their hands together. Bill looked worried and looked from between the older twins to his lover's parents.
"This is Bill," he announced proudly while smiling brightly. "Bill, these are my parents and you already know Grunkle Stan and Grunkle Ford."
The former demon waved awkwardly and gave them a small smile. Kayla reached out and grabbed the hand waving between both of her own.
"Is this your boyfriend, Mason?" she asked excitedly. At the title, Stan huffed up a bit and Ford stared at Dipper intensively, both waiting for the answer. The younger male hesitated for a moment; he knew he was going to tell his Grunkles but he still was nervous about their reaction.
"Yes," the brunette male answered, trying to sound confident. Stan's eyes narrowed a bit while grumbling under his breath and Ford sighed and pinched his nose in frustration. Dipper's parents, on the other hand, accepted the news very well.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, son!" Jordan took Bill's hand from his wife and patted his shoulder with his free one.
"We've been waiting for our Little Dipper to introduce us to someone," Kayla squealed a bit.
"It's nice to meet you both," Bill spoke shyly and gave them a smile.
"Mabel," Stan walked away from the group while shaking his head. "What else do we need to do for food?"
Perking up, his sister began to list off the foods that were done along with the few that were still cooking. The two of them left to finish dinner and it didn't take long before Ford followed them. Now with the new couple alone with his parents, his mom pulled them to the couch and they proceeded to ask a dozen questions.
"Do you work?" his dad immediately asked, sitting next to his wife and held her hand while speaking.
"I'm a professor for music theory," Bill responded, sounding a bit more comfortable since the other two twins were out of the room.
"A professor?" Jordan repeated, sounding impressed.
"Mason," his mom gawked. "Was he your professor?"
Dipper nodded but blushed. "I-I technically met him when Mabel and I came up here when we were 12."
"How did you two meet then?" Kayla inquired. "I want to hear your love story!"
Shit.
They didn't have a backup story with how they met! The brunette nervously looked at Bill who had looked back at him with a worried expression. The looks on their faces weren't ignored though.
"I'm assuming it wasn't a good meeting?" his mom asked, a bit confused.
"W-well," Dipper hesitated, trying to think of something quick.
"I was evil," Bill quickly said and closed his eyes, bowing his head a bit. "I was really mean when he was younger. I'm older than him so he kind of became a target for me."
"So," Kayla looked at her husband for a moment before looking back to her son. "You've changed?"
The blond opened his eyes and nodded, looking back at Dipper, who was already staring at him.
"It's kind of crazy how much he changed," the brunette tore his eyes away from his lover's and gave a sweet smile to his parents. "It was funny running into him first. I didn't even recognize him at first."
"I'm assuming that's why Stan and Ford already knew him?" his dad asked. Dipper nodded again and leaned against the blond.
"They didn't know we were together before today," the younger male explained gently. His parents began nodding in understanding and leaned against each other.
"That makes sense," his mom's voice was soft but she was still smiling brightly to them. "Well, I'm happy to see you so happy, Mason."
"Our Little Dipper is turning into the Big Dipper," his dad pretended to cry and wiped away invisible tears.
"You're such a dork," his mom giggled and shook her head.
They continued chatting about school and when Mabel joined the room, she brought up the concert. They sang little snippets from their songs while Ford and Stan remained in the kitchen. Once Bill was finally getting more comfortable, Ford entered the room.
"Dinner's ready," he called to his family.
Everyone left the room and entered the kitchen to see Stan placing the final place and utensils on the big table that is in place of the once smaller table. The table was decorated in different foods.
"New table?" Dipper asked, taking his seat.
"Nah," Stan grumbled, sitting at one of the edges of the table. "Just got this last week."
Suddenly, there was a knock and Dipper hears Mabel squeal and run to the door. Bill took a seat next to Dipper, making sure he wasn't sitting close to one of the older twins.
"Wonder who that is?" his mother wondered to her husband as they sat across from her son and the blond. Ford took a seat next to his parents, leaving the last two seats for Mabel and her guest.
"Probably Pacifica," Dipper answered, knowing Mabel would only squeal like that for her girlfriend.
"That's her girlfriend, right?" Jordan asked, smiling to his wife. "Man, who knew this town had the people our children would end up with?"
"I know," Kayla giggled, both of his parents speaking as if no one were around.
Dipper smiled while watching his parents.
"Cool it," Stan huffed, sending his parents a glare. "Neither of them is married, just dating."
"What if I wanted to marry her then?" Mabel's voice suddenly filled the room. Everyone looked to see Pacifica walking in behind her, gripping onto her hand tightly.
"You guys barely have been dating," their Grunkle argued back a bit.
"We support you with whatever decision you pick," their dad pressed, giving Stan a warning look. "Right, Stanley?"
The elder man grunted in response but didn't respond.
"Who is this, sweetie?" Kayla tried changing the subject, smiling sweetly to her daughter.
"This is Pacifica!" the brunette girl cheered. The blonde female seemed a bit calm and didn't hesitate to smile and wave to their parents.
"It's a pleasure to meet both of you," she greeted professionally.
"She's very beautiful," Jordan commented, smirking a bit. "Wow, you both like blondes, huh?"
Dipper and Mabel laughed and shook their head.
"It just happened," Mabel took her seat at the other end of the table and Pacifica sat next to Bill, giving him a small wave that he returned.
"Let's eat!" Ford piped in randomly, ignoring the unhappiness radiating off of his twin.
While everyone moved and began filling their plates with food, Dipper noticed Bill not moving an inch.
"Hey," he whispered softly to the blond, getting his attention. "Are you okay?"
The former demon smiles a bit and nodded. "Just nervous," he admitted quietly. The brunette male smiled back then proceeded to begin filling Bill's plate as well as his own. Caught off guard, the blond sat up a bit more. "I-it's okay," he kept his voice low, not wanting others to hear.
"Don't worry about it," Dipper chuckled and finished up.
Everyone dug into the food after saying a short thanks to each other.
"So," Jordan finished filling his plate and smirked over to Pacifica. "Do you work?"
The blonde girl shook her head and swallowed the food she was eating. "I'm just in school," she explained. "I'm a Northwest so I'll be taking over my parent's empire once they retire. For now, I'm just taking classes for my hobbies."
"How did you meet our daughter?" Kayla asked with the same excitement she had when speaking to Bill.
"She lived here when we visited years ago," Mabel chimed in. "We used to be friends! When I came back, Bro-Bro over here asked me to join his school because he didn't want to spy on his teacher alone." Her tone was teasing and made her brother blush.
"Mabel," the brunette twin scowled. The girls just laughed happily and her parents followed her. Even Bill was smiling at him, knowing what she was talking about.
"Dipper and I had a class together," Pacifica continued explaining when their laughter died down. "I asked for her number and we hit it off."
"That's so sweet," their mom held a hand over her heart.
"I'm proud of both of you," their dad joined in.
"Well, I'm not," Stan interrupted suddenly.
The room became tense and Dipper began chewing on his bottom lip, looking down when Bill suddenly grabbed his hand under the table. Both of the parents stared hard at the elder man in silence. Ford suddenly cleared his throat and looked between the two couples. Jordan looked over to the other twin while Kayla remained to stare at Stan.
"We're just worried," he attempted to explain his twin's sudden outburst. "Neither of us is experienced with love, so don't mind if we're not too warming."
This seemed to calm their parents down for a moment, seeing that Kayla finally broke her stare. She smiled sweetly to both of the blondes in between her kids.
"We support you guys," she stated. Pacifica and Bill nodded to the parents before attempting to eat again.
The conversation changed to what their parents have been up to along with any updates from other family members that they aren't too close with. The former demon stopped eating before his plate was empty, telling Dipper he was simply full. He remained at the table with the rest of the family, listening to the conversation but being careful not to say anything. When Dipper's plate was empty, he began picking food off of the blond man's plate and held their hands together under the table once again. One by one, the plates were emptying but no one was moving from their spot, changing the topic to one where Ford and Stan actually spoke in. There was a lull in the conversation and Bill squeezed the brunette male's hand lightly to get his attention.
"I need to pee," he whispered into his lover's ear.
"Want me to take you?" Dipper asked softly but the blond shook his head.
"I'll be back," he stated and excused himself from the table, remembering where the bathroom was after years of watching the Shack as a demon.
The room remained deadly silent once his presence was gone. Stan visibly tensed up and faced Dipper fully.
"How long are you going to keep this up?" he asked suddenly, catching everyone off guard. The brunette male stared at his Grunkle in shock.
"What are you talking about?" he asked, confused about what he was saying.
"You're dating him?" Stan questioned. "You were supposed to keep an eye on him. You could have done so much better, what happened to that dancer girl? She was into you!"
"Stan," Kayla growled in warning but the elder man shook his head and looked at her.
"You don't know who the fuck that guy is," he stated harshly. "If you knew what we knew, you wouldn't be so welcoming."
"What happened in the past can stay there," Jordan chimed in, narrowing his eyes at the man. "Don't bring my son down because he found love."
"Love?" Stan laughed. "You call that love? No. That thing cannot love. Man, Dipper," he narrowed his eyes and stared at his nephew with disappointment written on his face. "What lie did you tell them?"
"I did not lie to them," Dipper argued.
"Oh, so, you told them exactly who he was?" he boomed. Dipper shook his head suddenly and felt his heart racing hard. "Or did you not say anything at all?"
"Don't," he pleaded.
"No, Dipper!" the old man stood up from his space, glaring hard at him before looking back to his parents.
"It doesn't matter," his mom tried to argue.
"It does," Stan pressed. "Ford! Tell them!"
Dipper looked over to his other Grunkle who was just sitting there silently, watching everything until he was called. He sighed heavily and looked over Jordan and Kayla.
"Grunkle Stan," Mabel stood up. "Stop. This won't help anything."
"It might not, pumpkin, but they deserve to know the truth," he argued. "Especially if your brother is sleeping with a fucking demon."
"He is NOT a demon!" Dipper stood up with his fists balled to his sides. His parents were now conflicted, now realizing there was probably more to this than they think.
"Oh, right, forgive me," Stan held his hands up in defense but his tone was sarcastic. "He was a demon. After trying to kill not only yourselves, but your family, this town, the ENTIRE fucking world, AND THE GODDAMN UNIVERSE!" he roared to Dipper who flinched at his words. "He was supposed to fucking die! But no. He comes back as a GODDAMN HUMAN and you PITIED HIM."
The brunette started shaking his head, wanting to find the voice to argue but his throat was tied in a knot. Anxiety, fear, and sadness were sinking into his chest at the sight of how much his Grunkle hated his lover.
"Stop it, Stan!" Mabel tried pipping in, only to be ignored by Stan.
"Where's your voice now, kid?" Stan hissed. "You pitied him and became his friend. You were only supposed to keep an eye on him through school, NOT as a friend. And now? Is he that fucking easy? Is he a good fuck? Worth losing your family over? Dammit, that tracking device was supposed to kill him!" he hit the table with his fists and everyone flinched. Tears were perking in his eyes at this point, feeling defeated and beaten down.
The brunette looked at his parents who were looking past him with a devastated look on their face. His heart dropped and he slowly turned around only to see Bill standing at the entry of the kitchen.
"Bill," Dipper whispered as a tear fell down his face. As soon as he voiced his name, the former demon stepped away out of the room and his eyes fell to the ground, turning away and going towards the door. "Wait," the brunette pushed the chair out of his way and he ran after his lover who now had his coat in his hand and was halfway out the door. "BILL!" he called and ran after the blond.
The dark Christmas night was bitter cold and the blond had his coat on in a matter of seconds, walking as fast as he could away from the Shack. Dipper didn't grab his coat but he didn't care, all that matter to him was stopping Bill. The brunette was fast walking right behind the blond, trying to keep up with him.
"Bill," he tried.
"Leave me alone," the former demon barked, not turning around.
"Please, how much did you hear?" he asked.
"The bathroom isn't that fucking far," the blond growled. "I heard everything."
"Please, don't listen to Stan," Dipper reached out and touched the blond man's arm. Bill stopped suddenly and turned around, hurt written all over his face.
"I shouldn't have listened to you!" he snapped. "You were supposed to keep an eye on me? Did you even want to be my friend?" Dipper hesitated for a moment and attempted to place his hands on Bill's shoulders to only get them shoved off quickly. "Tell me the truth! I can't lie to you, why can't you do me the same courtesy?"
The brunette male swallowed hard and felt more tears building up in his eyes and his heart dropping further into his stomach. "Mabel told me to be friends with you," he admitted and watched as the former demon teared up and stepped away from him. "I was supposed to just keep an eye on you but when we found out you were human, we felt bad!"
"I told you, don't feel pity!" Bill wailed. "I don't need pity. I don't need friendship built off of pity. You lied. You told me you didn't have pity, why did you lie?"
"It's not pity," he tried to argue but the blond just scoffed and turned away, walking away once again. Dipper quickly followed and felt his heart beating in his throat. "Please, believe me!"
"Why should I?" he growled while wiping his eyes, not turning back. "You're a damn liar."
"I wouldn't lie to you over anything big," Dipper pressed. "I swear, I wasn't expecting things to go so far."
This caused Bill to stop in his tracks and he turned and stared at the brunette in disbelief. "You really expect me to believe that?" he questioned and shook his head. "That's the typical bullshit in romance movies. Didn't expect it to get this far? You told me you cared about me. That you didn't pity me. When in reality, you did pity me. You didn't want to be my friend. If it weren't for your sister, you wouldn't have tried, huh? You would have just listened to your Grunkles and just watched." The brunette felt silent tears slide out of his eyes, realizing how everything he has done is looking to the former demon. As he continued to speak, Bill's eyes grew darker and more distance. "Now knowing this, do you really expect me to believe that you just so happen to change your mind? You heard Stan. I tried to kill everyone. Why did I expect anything else but hatred from you guys?" The blond stopped talking and turned away when Dipper tried to reach out to him. "Go back and leave me alone."
The brunette stood in his spot stunned for a few minutes before walking again, this time keeping a distance to make sure Bill got back to the apartment safely. Once they got there, the blond attempted to close the brunette out but he pushed his way in.
"I'm done talking to you," Bill growled when Dipper entered.
"Bill, please," he tried to plead. "I'm sorry, okay? I should have been honest but I do care about you. I don't want to lose you, you mean too much to me."
"Then why didn't you tell me that tracker could kill me?" he demanded, glaring at the younger with a look of betrayal. Dipper hesitated to answer, not really sure of the answer himself. "This is what you guys planned, huh?"
"What?" Dipper started shaking his head again. "No one planned on this."
"I don't believe you," his voice was cold, absolutely nothing like the voice from this morning. "You guys were planning on killing me, huh? You knew I wouldn't go around anyone else. You gained my trust to insert that thing to kill me if I was a demon, huh? To your shock, as well as my own, I lived. Now suddenly that girl came around and became your fangirl? Did you ask her to come around? Are you planning on leaving me? Is that why you gave me Angel? You said the cat will give me 'another reason to go through everything,' right? Was it to help a breakup?" Throughout asking all his assumptions, his hands began shaking and his eyes were spilling silent tears.
Dipper was speechless. None of the assumptions were true but even with the brunette shaking his head, Bill didn't seem like he believed him at all. The former demon turned away from the brunette and walked towards his bedroom. Not wanting to give up, the younger male moved forward and wrapped his arms around Bill's waist and burst into tears against his back.
"None of it is true," he sobbed, squeezing his lover. "Please, believe me."
"Let me go," the blond was shaking in Dipper's hold, sobbing silently himself.
"I love you," he cried into the former demon's back. This wasn't the best thing to say, apparently.
Bill elbowed Dipper in the stomach and forced him to let go, falling to his kneed from the pain. The blond turned around and glared at the brunette on the ground.
"Stop lying to me!" the older man cried in a broken voice. "I fucking get it! You're a damn good actor! You go and laugh with your family about how much you tricked me! Go and tell them how much you hurt me! You got your revenge, just LEAVE!"
Dipper stayed on the ground and bowed his head, sobbing in front of the blond.
"I'm so sorry," he tried but Bill groaned and walked around the sobbing man and back to the door.
"Get your shit and leave," he demanded and slammed the door shut, leaving Dipper alone in the apartment.