Dipper was woken up by gentle fingers moving hair off of his face and then back on and like this over and over again as if they couldn't decide where his hair should be. "Stop it." he muttered swatting the hand away.
"So not cute." he heard Bill giggle as hand moved to caress his cheek.
"Whatever. Just let me sleep." brunette muttered pulling covers over his head.
Blonde just smiled widely and left the bed. "Okay, have your beauty sleep if you want. Or can shower with me and then eat breakfast together." he said.
"I have no clothes aside from what I wore yesterday." Dipper protested sitting up. Eating with Bill would let him ask some questions. And who knew, blonde might just answer him.
"Do you really need clothes?" Blonde asked. He laughed after getting a heated glare. "I got some clothes prepared for you, if you really need them." he said throwing neat package at Dipper who earlier sat up and was able to catch it.
„Fine, I'm getting up. But I'm not showering with you.
Before Dipper could protest Bill said he's taking a bath. "I prefer baths over showers."
Feeling a bit nervous with Bills eyes practically glued to him, brunette quickly showered and got dressed, unable to find reason to leave. Bill, or at least people working for him, prepared navy blue shirt and black, skinny jeans along complete set of underwear.
"Looks good on you." Bill praised, still soaking in the bathtub.
"Shut up. How did you even get my size?" Dipper asked. One night wasn't enough to buy clothes even if they had his old clothes.
"We haven't meet yesterday, Pine tree." Bill commented getting out of his bath.
Dipper said nothing just blushed and turned to leave. "C'mon Pine Tree, you've seen it all already."
"It does not make in less embarrassing" Dipper said and left blonde alone to dry himself.
For about ten minutes he was alone but then blonde walked in.
"But your embarrassed face is so cute" Bill continued while buttoning his yellow dress shirt. His pants were already secured by yellow, leather belt– real leather for sure, around his hips.
When Bill got dressed he grabbed brunettes hand and led him out and to the dinning room.
While walking Dipper carefully watched Bill who looked quite pleased with how things were going for him. He suspected it as something do with him being here and without too much 'convincing' to do.
„Why the good mood
„Wouldn't you be happy if you were coming home with cutest guy you've ever seen?
„You okay?" Bill asked looking away from his phone.
„Yeah, I was just wondering about Fords story. Some parts of it just don't really fit.
Blonde watched him silently for a moment. „How much has he told you?
„What a liar
„It doesn't explain how you're still alive
„I'm getting to it, Piny. Knife guy, hell all those guys were working for me. Me working there, in this third rate agency was undercover work for a gang from Italy. Around time of this last mission Old boss of the Eye got sick and I needed to get there to take his seat. It was all an act.
„Wait. You were with Mafia all this time?!
„Crazy, I know. You would think he'd be better with all that bragging, right?
For some reason Dipper believed his last statement. Stalker from yesterday could have something to do with it but still…. Wasn't ford supposed to be one of the best in the country? „Probably...
Bill just smiled. „I'm sure you'll love Italy. It's a beautiful country….
Next few hours were filled with talking and people packing them in panic.
The End
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