Okay, forgot to explain some stuff last chapter. Oops. Milah is the main-main character. However, I'm never going to tell the story from her point of view. I'll hardly ever (maybe never) write in a way that would reveal what's going through her mind. It will mostly be derived from how whoever the focus character is in that chapter is reading different parts of her. Each chapter focuses on Milah (in some shape or form) from the mind of one of the character's around her. For example, the last chapter focused on Dipper. This chapter focuses on Will. I'll let you know each chapter who we're focusing on. Also, I know I said that this is a Reverse Falls fic, but it's not going to be that way the whole time. *insert evil laughter* Eventually, and I have it mapped out how I'm gonna get there, I'm gonna do something that you won't see coming and piss everyone off. Another thing, parts of this story are heavily influenced by CMVs I've seen on YouTube and songs I've heard. If a chapter is influenced by one, that chapter will be titled after that video or song or whatever. Sorry about the lengthy author's note. But thanks for reading and don't forget to review!

"Milah, you don't have to help me," Will said as the brown-haired girl walked with him down the hallway.

Will was highly aware-as he was every time she walked this way with him-of how dark, unused, and run-down this part of the Gleeful Mansion was compared to the rest of it.

Luckily, his room had slightly more lighting and, thanks to a bit of magic, in better shape than the hallway.

Will's room was a stark contrast to the rest of the house. The Gleeful Mansion was in mostly dark blues and similar shades. However, Will's room was done in all sorts of light blues. Ranging from the standard blue to hues like baby blues and sky blues. It was such a nice difference compared to the rest of the house.

The blue-haired dream demon watched her as she walked in and took a moment to admire her.

She really was the most beautiful out of everything he had ever seen-nothing could compare to her. She was stunning. People said that the triplets shared the same hair and eye color. Hair color, yes. They all shared that standard Gleeful family brown. But eyes? Oh no. Milah's eyes may have looked like the others' at first glance, but if one took the time to look closely, they'd notice the differences.

Milah's eyes were blue. Just like Dipper and Mabel's. But they had so much more to them. Her eyes had flecks of light blues shooting through them and hints of teal speckled throughout. The effect was stunning. It was like looking through a kaleidoscope made up of just the color blue.

"Don't worry about it, Will. It's not like I have anything else to do." She said, offering him a small smile that made his heart clench.

She smiled differently, too, Will noticed. Not only did she smile more, but she smiled brighter, wider, and kinder as opposed to her siblings.

And now Dipper knew for sure of his attraction towards Milah. Things weren't going to end well for him if he kept this up, he could feel it.

But as he watched Milah momentarily vanish into the room's adjoining bathroom and return with a damp rag with which she gently proceeded to wipe the blood from his face, he knew for a fact that to stop caring for her would be impossible.

"Why did he hit you?" Milah asked, ocean eyes filled with swirling emotions.

Will tensed. He feared Dipper far too much to tell her...right?

"Will? What's wrong?" She stopped wiping his face and his head dropped so that he was staring at his hands.

"I'm not good enough," he said quietly, voice barely above a whisper.

Milah frowned. "Good enough? Will, look at me. What do you mean? Good enough for what?"

He looked up at her, his blue eye meeting with hers.

"You."

The wheels in her head began to turn as her brain registered his words.

"Me?"

There was a moment of silence, in which he began to regret speaking, but then he watched as her face suddenly shifted and everything about her brightened. The darker shades in her eyes shifted to hues so bright they could rival the sky.

He nodded meekly. Dipper was going to kill him. Why couldn't he just keep his mouth shut?!

But as he watched Milah beaming with emotion and her entire countenance flipping around, he thought that death-by-Dipper sounded pretty good as long as he got to see her stay this happy.

She frowned. "Wait, Dipper hit you because of that? Also, why on earth would you think you're not good enough?"

And there it was. The Gleeful tendencies. The rage carefully hidden bloomed into her eyes, taking those hues and mixing them with rage as they darkened.

And, at the same time, there was a visible click in her face as she realized something and those already dark eyes brewed with an oncoming storm.

If Will had seen this in the eyes of Mabel and Dipper, he would fear for everything. But, with Milah, he knew it would be fine. That it would be gone in minutes. There was no fear of her lashing out.

"Did Dipper tell you that you weren't good enough?" She demanded.

His silence was answer enough for her as she scowled and began pacing the room, muttering to herself about stupid controlling siblings.

After a few minutes, Will watched the tenseness and frustration fade from her body like evaporating water. She turned back to him, the storm in her eyes gone and replaced with something softer, but still not quite calm.

"Will. I want you to listen carefully to me. You are not anything but wonderful. If someone tells you that you're not good enough, especially my brother, don't listen." She said slowly, the pleading tone in her voice begging him to listen.

And he did. He would always listen to her. No matter what.

He nodded.

She seemed to relax a little further, but there was still that hint of anger in her.

"Please, don't tell Dipper." He blurted out suddenly.

She frowned in confusion.

He continued, "I don't want him to know that you know that I told you because…" he faltered in his rambling.

"You're afraid of what he may do if he found out." She finished, understanding the situation immediately.

They fell into a silence that seemed to stretch on forever, but both were unbothered by it as they sat together-Milah seated plainly in one of the old chairs in the room while Will sat at the edge of the bed.

After a few more minutes, a clacking could be heard coming down the hallway.

"Mabel." Milah said quietly, despite the fact that Will had already recognized the sound of the eldest triplet's signature blue high heeled shoes.

Sure enough, not more than a moment later, Mabel appeared in the doorway.

"Come on, Milah. We're going to pick up a few things for the show tomorrow night. Dipper said that we could stop for ice cream at that parlor you like if you wanted to."

Will saw Milah smile. Her brother was always looking for ways to make her happy and forget about whatever he had done to upset her whether it was the smallest thing or the largest.

As Milah followed her sister out, she looked back at Will and flashed him another smile.

This time, it made his heart swell.