Somber Smiles

"I cant fucking read."

"That's just because you're not trying hard enough, Pine Tree."

The demon floated over Dipper with his head in his hands. The brunet was busy trying to decipher a code the author left inside the journal. He rolled his eyes, trying to find where he left off. Bill had been showing up more and more, mostly to annoy Dipper but he had been helpful on some occasions. But not right now.

Dipper sat in an open field atop a rock. He had brought a packed lunch and his journals, ready to spend the whole day outside studying and reading.

"Pine Tree," Bill whined, leaning over the brunet's shoulder, "I'm bored."

Dipper rolled his eyes, "Uh huh. Lucky for you, I brought sandwiches."

The demon gasped, his face lighting up in a smile. Dipper handed him the lunchbox. By the time Bill had gotten his hands on it, he had already wolfed down a whole sandwich.

"Mmm!" He moaned delightfully, "It's got cheese on it!"

Dipper chuckled, "yeah, I remembered you saying something about liking it."

"That's thoughtful of you, Pine Tree." Bill leaned down and nuzzled his nose on Dipper's head. The brunet stiffened, feeling the dream demon hum softly against his hair.

"Uh, haha-" he laughed nervously, "What are you doing?"

"Hmm?" Bill leaned back, blinking down at the brunet as he drifted down to sit on the rock. "That's how you humans show affection, right?"

Dippers face turned dark red. He hugged his knees with one arm, book on his lap, scratching the back of his neck with the other hand.

"Uhm, that's- that's not really how they do it."

Bill licked his fingers, having already finished another sandwich. "Oh? Then you have to show ne how to kiss properly."

Dipper choked on his breath, "a kiss?"

"Yes!" Bills eyes lit up mischievously. "It's one of the few things you haven't shown me yet."

"Isn't there- Isn't there someone else you'd want to have your first kiss with?" Dipper fidgeted nervously, leaning away from the blond.

"No." He answered simply.

"Uh, okay then." He swallowed, trying to hold back the blush on his face.

Dipper turned his body around, sitting cross legged to Bill whose legs were out on both sides of the boy. Bill watched him take a deep breath before the boy messed his curly brown hair back down over his forehead.

"So, uh, we just lean in and uh, we- we touch lips."

"Is that it?" Bill asked, tilting his head to the side.

Dipper swallowed hard, "there's other types of kissing but, uh- but we can cover those another time."

Bill huffed, "Fine."

Dipper scratched his nose, "so just lean in, and I'll lean in, and we'll meet in the middle?"

Bill nodded.

Dipper took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Bill watched in fascination as the boy leaned closer. Slowly, Bill did the same, watching as their lips touch before closing his eyes too. Dipper flinched, not daring to move. Bill pressed a little harder, humming contently. Dipper snorted, leaning away.

Bill tried to follow, but was stopped short by a hand on his cheek.

"Why were you humming?" Dipper giggled, covering his blushing face with his other hand.

Bill reached up and held the hand on his face lightly. "It just felt nice, let's do it again!"

Dipper swallowed, "what?"

"C'mon, Pine Tree! Please?!" He begged, leaning closer.

Dipper closed his eyes again, allowing Bill to repress their lips together softly. He jumped in surprise when Bill parted his lips slightly. He closed his eyes tighter, feeling Bills tongue press against his lips.

A hand found its way to Dipper's back, squeezing slowly. Dipper gasped, allowing Bill to slip his tongue into his mouth. He breathed hard through his nose, leaning back farther. Bill followed, laying atop of Dipper on the rock. The demons arms wrapped around the brunet slowly, pressing their bodies together.

Dipper gasped, scrambling to sit up. "Whoa! Whoa!"

Bill pouted up at him, asking coyly, "what's wrong?"

"I-I can feel you through your pants."

"I can feel you too, Pine Tree! C'mon!"

"C'mon, what?"

"I want more." Bill grinned. "I only want you, Pine Tree! No other human makes me feel the way you do."

Dipper gripped at his hair, pulling it back over his forehead. He noticed Bill staring at his birthmark as he quickly recovered, brushing the hair back down. Bill sat slumped over in Dipper's face, peering up at him with a pouty expression.

Dipper knew he felt the same way, but he wasn't ready to admit to himself he'd fallen in love with a dream demon- much less a thousand-year-old triangle in human form.

Bill leaned his head lower, snaking his lips back over Dipper's softly. The boy exhaled softly through his nose, parting his lips. Bill mimicked this, keeping their lips tightly together. Slowly, Bill moved his hands back up to Dipper's shoulders, nails scraping up his arms and giving the boy goosebumps. Dipper shuttered as the demon pressed their tongues together, nipping at his lips with sharp teeth. Bill's hands moved into Dipper's hair, pushing his head back as he leaned closer.

Dipper went rigid,eyes flying open as he lost balance, falling backwards off the rock. He grabbed Bill's suit, pulling the demon down with him. He hit the ground with a this, Bill laying next to him, staring at him with a wide smile.

Dipper's breath evaded him for a second before he burst out in laughter. He rolled in on himself in the grass, rubbing his forehead in glee. Bill sat up, watching the boy with a somber smile. Dipper eventually caught his breath, looking back up at Bill. The demon didn't look away when Dipper closed his eyes and exhaled softly.

It was quiet in the forest. The trees moved with the wind, carrying the autumn leaves across the golden medow around them. Bills attention turned to the birds chirping overhead.

"This is so weird."

The demon blinked, looking back at Dipper. "What is?"

Dipper's eyes open slowly, staring up at the clouds. "Us."

"Us?"

"Well," he sat up looking at Bill, "mostly me."

"Oh," Bill looked away, face turning pink after seeing Dipper's messy hair. He blinked, looking back again, "why?

Dipper sat up, picking up the hat that fell off his head and adjusted it over his head. "For starters, I just taught a demon to kiss."

Bill blinked, lopping his head to the side. "Yeah?"

Dipper looked at his lap, shaking his head, "and... I liked it? I don't know, man."

Bill perked up, scooting closer, "really?"

Dipper faced him but his brown eyes looked off to the far right, "yeah, I mean- it wasn't the worst thing."

"That's perfect, Pine Tree!" Bill pushed himself up, lifting Dipper with as He spun around happily, "we can practice together here, at this rock!"

Dipper regained balance as Bill let go of Dippers hands, spinning about gleefully.

"And bring more sandwiches tomorrow!" Bill sat atop the rock, swinging his legs over the edge as he leaned his head off his shoulders, "It's getting dark, so you should be getting back."

Dipper looked to the horrizon bwhind him and sure enough, the sunset was beginning to streach over the horizon. Dipper felt a hand behind him guide his arns into his backpack. He turned to see Bill tenderly grinning dowb at him. He felt his cheeks burn red and his heart flutter softly.

Bill grabbed his hand, pulling him through the forest. It was a part oc the woods he hasn't even seen yet. The trees around him reflected the last bit of sunlight theough the canopy, shrouding the place in a blue hue. Dipper looked around as they walked, their fingers intertwined as Bill led the way from the clearing.

"This isn't the way I usually take back." He commented, keeping his pace with Bill.

The demon chirped, "I know. This is a shortcut."

Dipper nodded, he was sure the Shack was in the other- oh.

They stood at the edge of the clearing, the shack's back steps stood before them. Dipper stepped out from the trawling, turing around to see Bill drop his hand softly, their skin separating softly.

"You don't want to come in?" Dipper asked hopefully.

The demon smiled sofly, shaking his head. "You know I can't do that, Pine Tree."

Dipper sighed, shufling the bag on his back as he looked at his shoes. "Yeah, yeah, I know."

A finger placed itself under his chin, gently tilting his head upwards to meet those intense bright yellow and blue eyes.

"You'll come back tomorrow, won't you, Pine Tree?" Bill asked softly, tilting his head to the side.

Dipper smiled, leaning closer on his tip toes, "Yeah, I-I think I will."

Their lips met again softly, Bill gently nuzzling their noses as they seporated. Dipper opened his eyes, his fingers lacing will Bill's.

"DIPPER!" Mabel voiced from behind him.

Dipper whipped his head around, feeling Bill's hand drop from his. He turned back around to see Bill had vanished, but the butterflies in his stomach had stayed. He touched his lips stifly.

"What are you doing over there, you big dork? Come inside!" His sister shouted from the porch. "I made Mabel Juice!"

Dipper looked into the forest before turning around to his sister, "Oh? Ye-Yeah! Coming!"

He took one last look at the forest before hustling inside.