(Dipper pov)
I groan softly as I force my eyes open, regretting how much I drank last night. I feel myself blush bright red seeing myself tangled in Bill's arms, my cheek resting against his bare chest. The blush gets worse as I remember that I kissed him and he actually came after me to kiss me back. Fuck, I really am making things between us more complicated by the fucking day.
It's not like the kiss meant anything, I was just drunk. But his kiss.....it was tender and soft and unlike anything I've ever felt before. I lick my lips nervously as I try to rationalize all of this in my head.
If it meant nothing, then another kiss would prove that there isn't anything there. And if I'm wrong, well......then it's a good thing he's sleeping.
I look up at him, brushing some of his hair out of his face as I gently kiss his lips. I yelp in surprise as I feel him roll me on my back and get on top of me, kissing me back. He pulls away from the kiss with his usual smirk, his eye seeming to sparkle with amusement.
"That's one way to wake me up, Pinetree. Can't say that I wouldn't mind waking up that way everyday."
I just laugh nervously as I try to make words work properly. "H-How long have y-you been awake?"
"For a while. You just looked too adorable for me to bother waking you."
"......did you mean it last night? O-Or was it just some.....fluke?"
He pecks me on the lips gently. "Everything that happened last night, was meant with true intentions. I care deeply about you, Pinetree, and nothing in the world is ever going to make me change my mind."
He kisses me softly again and I kiss him softly back as I run my hands through his hair, feeling his hands slowly running up my sides under my shirt.
My fingers hook themselves under the strap of his eye patch and I'm just about to take it off him when he suddenly pulls away and grabs my wrist pinning it to the bed tightly, his strength hurting and feeling like he could easily break my wrist. He looks down at me with a cold and angry expression, snarling slightly. "Don't. Touch. That."
"I.....I-I'm s-sorry.....I won't do it again...." He gets off of me and pulls his clothes on, keeping his back to me. I sit up rubbing my wrist, seeing he had gripped it so tightly that he actually left bruises. "Bill, did I.....d-did I do something wrong?" I reach for him as he pulls his coat on but he just jerks away from me, pulling on his boots and grabbing his hat.
"It's not you." Is all he says as he briskly walks out of the room, putting his hat on his head and slamming the door on his way out.
I pull my knees to my chest, feeling so confused and hurt. He said it wasn't me but then what was it? We had been more than fine last night and we were fine now until I touched his eye patch.
Does he not want me to see it that bad? Maybe he thinks that I won't care for him if I see his eye gone? But he said his attitude change wasn't because of me. Fuck, I don't know anything. I'm just so confused about everything.
I feel tears coming down my face as Tad peeks his head into the room. I quickly try to wipe the tears away but it doesn't work. "Is Bill-.....what's wrong?" He comes into the room shutting the door behind him.
"I-It's nothing...."
"Come on, Dipper, I can obviously see that something is deeply wrong. Did you and Bill get into a fight or something?"
"No, not really.....I don't even know...."
"What do you mean?"
"We were just.....everything was fine with us until I went to take off his eye patch. It was like a switch flipped and he stormed out."
"Oh....."
"What? What is it?"
"It's.....complicated.....just stay here and I'll try to talk some sense into him."
He walks out leaving me even more confused than I had been originally.
What is going on? What are they both hiding? I know that stuff goes on here that they probably don't want me to know about but this is something that I really should have at least a little bit of knowledge about.
I stand up pulling on my pants and boots before leaving the room going up to the main deck.
I look towards Bill's office, hearing what sounds like furniture being smashed and yelling. Arguing between him and Tad I would guess.
The door flies open and Tad walks out spotting me. He nods me over and not wasting a second I follow him into the office as he closes the door behind me.
My eyes widen seeing the state that the room is in. The desk is shoved against the far wall and papers and books are scattered everywhere. Both the eye patches lay on the floor but their bangs cover what I assume to be empty eye sockets on both Bill and Tad. Bill just glares at Tad once he sees me.
"What is he doing in here?"
"You said yourself that you should have never gotten close to him. He is a Pines after all." Tad grabs me tightly from behind and I panic before he whispers in my ear. "Just play along."
"Fucking so what?" Bill snarls, his hands clenched tightly by his sides.
"So do what you were just saying you should have done. Cut him up into several pieces and send the bits to his uncles as a warning."
"W-What?!" I look at Tad, horrified seeing how serious he was. "Y-You can't!"
"Shut it, Pines." He holds my wrist out to Bill, using his other arm to keep me trapped against him as I struggle. "Start with his fingers. Those should be the easiest and would send the message clearly. You have a knife so fucking use it."
I struggle more, whimpering slightly seeing Bill take out his knife. "B-Bill.....p-please don't....I'm sorry just please....." I beg him.
He clenches the knife tighter, his hand shaking before he throws it so it sticks into the far wall and grips his hair in his hands tightly in frustration. "FUCK!"
Tad let's go of me and grabs Bill by the collar of his coat, slamming him against the wall. "Fucking look at me, Bill. We have literally known each other our whole lives. I know you and every thought behind the choices you make. We left those assholes behind, remember? We came out here for a reason. You remember that reason?"
"........no rules......"
"Exactly. So we would be able to live without their rules and make ones for ourselves. So we could live our lives for ourselves instead of being forced by them to do what they want. Do you want to go back to those kinds of monsters? The ones most responsible for everyone we cared about being taken away?"
"No....."
"Stop pushing me away, stop pushing away the crew and stop pushing Dipper away. You are not alone anymore and never were. You have people here that care about your stubborn ass."
He let's go of him as the door is slammed open, 8-Ball standing there looking out of breath. "I think there's another ship out there."
They look at each other before they rush out to the deck.
I follow behind them, not seeing anything other than the sea. I get the feeling that Tad and Bill don't realize I followed them as they talk to each other.
"Is it him?"
"I don't know, Bill. Probably, I couldn't see it but I hit something. If it is him, he's probably using some of the magic you taught him."
"Magic?" I question, them both looking at me in surprise.
My eyes widen, their bangs no longer in their faces so I clearly see they both have two eyes. Each of them has an eye with a slitted pupil. Tad's is on his left eye and Bill's is on the right.
"Your eyes."
Tad pales slightly as Bill quickly puts his hand over his and turns away. I walk up to him and gently take his hand off his eye, making him look at me.
"Is this why you stormed out?"
"Yes....."
"It's amazing." His eyes widen slightly at my remark.
"You aren't scared?"
"Do you want me to be scared?"
"No."
"Then I'm not scared. Nothing about you scares me anymore."
He smiles as he softly kisses my lips again. "I believe we still have some unfinished buisness from earlier."
"Then let's go finish it while the day is young."