A/N: Hey guys, sorry for the long wait, I had a bunch of tests this week, ironically on writing, and I had to get a lot of sleep, because doing this leaves me none. Anyway, this was a request from a guy who's name escapes me at the moment (sorry dude, I'm forgetful) that the twins would already be boyfriend/girlfriend close. Enjoy, my pretties.

~Unique Pines

Dipper took a deep, reassuring breath. He clenched the bouquet of daisies in his hands tightly, preparing himself to present them to the girl he loved. Finally, he turned the cold door knob with a shaky hand and entered the room.

Mabel looked up from her phone, and with a nervous smile she jammed it under her leg as Dipper came in her room.

"Hey Mabel..." He began,"I uh... got you these."

He lifted his arm and held out the bouquet to her. Mabel squealed and sprang off her bed to hug Dipper.

"Thank you thank you thank you!" Mabel released her painfully tight hug to view her gift. She took the flowers into her hands to admire them.

She could tell it wasn't store bought; a purple ribbon was tied into a messy bow to secure the daisies and the flowers themselves were all uneven in length and position. She chuckled to herself, He even picked these himself. That's so adorable.

Dipper cracked as soon as she took them.

"They're ok, right? I mean, you like them?"

Mabel giggled, "Of course I like them, silly!"

Mabel leaned over and kissed his cheek, making Dipper blush heavily.

BZZ BZZ. Mabel's phone vibrated on the bed, an envelope with the words "New Message From: Tyler" appearing on the screen.

"Who's Tyler?" Dipper asked immediately, his protective side kicking in.

"Oh, him? He's just a... friend... of mine..."

Dipper analyzed her face carefully. He knew Mabel wasn't very good at lying, and right now she was trying to pull it off. He grew suspicious, and with a raised brow he questioned her further.

"Are you sure he's just a friend?"

"Yep. Mmhm. Just friends," Mabel replied, twisting her hands in her pockets.

"So, where did you meet this... 'Tyler'?"

"We sit next to each other in art, Dipper, it's nothing, he just likes me a little bit-"

"AH-HA! So there is something?!" Dipper became angry. He thought this would never happen in their time together, but it did.

Tears threatened to spill out of his eyes as he bit down on his lower lip to stop it from trembling.

"I can't believe you," he said simply, and stomped out while slamming the door.

Mabel stared at the now empty space before her. What was once a perfect moment was now gone because of her. Her phone vibrated yet again, and she reluctantly went to check it.

It was a text from Tyler.

Hey Mabel baby, u wanna meet the park 2 do stuff? I wanna see that bod sweater gurl! Show it 2 me

Mabel sighed. How could she do this? How could she be so low as to date another guy while being with Dipper? He had let himself become vulnerable just so he could display his feelings for her, and she took them for granted.

Mabel wanted to get punched in the gut, for she knew she deserved it. Dipper had done nothing but love her since she had accepted his feelings and said "yes", so why did she do this? He's the best treatment she'll ever get, yet she still got close with another boy who never came close to her brother.

Why? I'm such a buttface! Tyler is a huge douche bag and Dipper is amazing! Why did I even say "yes" to that jerk! I have to apologize...

Mabel sped to the door, swinging it open and bursting into the hallway. She pounded on her brother's door.

"Dipper, let me in! I'm sorry!"

"Go away, Mabel."

"Please, just let me explain!"

Mabel was met by silence. She sighed, turning around to trudge back to her room. She was stopped short though- the click of a door knob unlocking made her heart leap. She whirled around to run back to Dipper.

Now she really was going to punch herself. Dipper's eyes were wet and puffy, his nose and cheeks red.

"What?" He spat.

"Look, I know you hate me-"

"I don't hate you, I'm just disappointed in you... and heartbroken..."

He turned to close the door, but Mabel risked jamming her hand to stop him.

"Wait! Let me in, please."

Reluctantly, Dipper allowed her inside his room. Mabel took weary steps across the scratchy carpet, and at last she sat down on his bed. Dipper Sat down next to her, looking to her expectantly.

"So... why?" He asked, trying to discreetly sniffle.

"Well... this Tyler guy said I was... hot... so he said to meet him at the park after school, and so I did as he said-"

"Mabel. You didn't have to listen to him. He doesn't own you."

"I didn't know how to say no!" She defended.

"Like this," Dipper pointed at his face,"No."

Mabel continued,"So at the park he said that I should take off my shirt, and so I did... and he kissed me and stuff behind the trees..."

Dipper squirmed, a grunt of anger coming from his throat.

"Dipper, I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I didn't know what to do, I've never been approached like that! No one's ever wanted to see my body or touch me!"

"I have!" Dipper argued, but then turned cherry red after realizing what he had said.

"I just felt... special." Mabel huffed, looking down at her lap.

"Mabel, you're nothing special to him. He just wanted you to do... stuff... just for himself. He doesn't care about you. I care about you, on the other hand, so I wish you'd understand how much it hurts when you say it like you're not loved as it is. What else do you want from me?"

Mabel began to raise her voice,"How about you kiss me for once!"

"Well, I wasn't sure if you wanted me to! I get nervous, you know! I actually acknowledge your opinion on whether or not you want something, unlike this Tyler guy!"

"I know, I'm thankful you care about my opinion for that but I still wish you had more drive! The point of a relationship is to get close to each other, not just hang out more often!"

"Mabel, I'm too scared I'll mess up!"

"Then try it! Here, I'm wide open, any mistakes ignored!"

Mabel held out her arms, closing her eyes.

"Now's your chance to practice since you're so nervous!"

Dipper was speechless. He stared at Mabel, sitting there, waiting for him, just to make a move. His mouth hung open and his face was blank.

Slowly, because to him, every inch he leaned closer was like a mile he had to run just to touch her. At last, with a shaky touch he placed his hand on her waist, his confidence lower than low.

He closed his eyes, too, and puckered his lips. He pecked Mabel lightly and scooched back hastily.

"C'mon, is that all you got? This is your chance, Dipper!"

Again, he leaned in and kissed her, but now with an open mouth. He lingered there, learning to let his hands feel Mabel because that was exactly what she wanted, and anything Mabel wanted he would get for her.

Finally, he pulled away. Breathlessly, Mabel spoke.

"There. Perfect. I'm sorry for what I did. Let's just move on."

"Me too. I'm exhausted..."

Mabel chuckled and ruffled her brother's hair before standing up to leave.

Now I know what special really feels like, she thought.