A Summer with A Dream Demon (Bill Cipher X Reader)

Y/n walked into the shack only to be ambushed by Mabel, Dipper behind her "Y/N OMG WE WERE SO WORRIED I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE OKAY I THOUGHT SOMETHING HAPPENED TO YOU!?!" she screamed as she squeezed the female. "Okay okay I'm sorry..but you're choking me" Y/n breathed out. Mabel looked and she nodded "Oh, right..sorry" she said as she let Y/n go. Y/n sighed softly "Sorry about being late, my... Aunt wanted me to stay a bit longer than expected" Y/n lied as she rubbed the back of her neck. Dipper nodded "heh that's what I was telling Mabel..but you know how she is" he said with a laugh. Y/n nodded "hehe yeah.. so uh how was McGucket's?" she asked.

Dipper grinned "Well we found out he isn't the author.. but he did work with the author which was pretty cool" he said. "Yeah and we found out he formed some cult that uses the mind erasy things, but then we used it on them so it's all good" Mabel chimed in. Dipper sighed and he mentally face palmed "I'll explain it in more detail to you later" he said as he looked at Y/n. She nodded "alright sounds good.. I should head to bed anyways" she said. Y/n walked up the stairs and into the twin's room where she got ready for bed and she fell asleep quickly

Meanwhile Bill was still in the woods. His cheeks were crimson red. What was this?... no they weren't.. no but that's impossible.. they couldn't be... or could they? be... feelings. He nearly cringed at the thought. He was not in.. in.. in.. l-l-ove. He nearly choked. Demons of any caliber didn't usually have feelings like love. No no the most they felt that was closest to love was lust. He shook his head. He refused to believe any of this. But why.. did this feeling feel so.. nice and real. Bill smacked himself. For god's sake it was a peck on the forehead that meant nothing. Bill sighed softly, he needed a professional. Someone that knew what they were doing. Someone... like...like... Shooting Star. He was about to race to the shack and talk to her. But unfortunately it was late and humans need whatever the hell 'sleep' was. He sighed and he then thought of something. Duh, he was a dream demon he'd just visit her in his sleep. He looked and he floated towards the Shack. For now all he could do was hope he'd get a chance to talk to Shooting Star, because if he didn't... well than he was stuck with these... 'feelings'.