(A bit like a filler but it does pose significance to the story)
Bill was asleep, atop Dipper's bed, the poison he had injected into him had fatigued him awfully.
Dipper was staring at the shirtless demon, who's wings were tucked neatly and safely under him. His face mostly, how his fluffy hair would cover his eyes a little bit, how his soft, inviting pink lips parted slightly, how his eyes closed so perfectly, how his freckles were practically everywhere, dusting under his eyes and cheeks, some of his nose and disappearing on his neck, only to reappear on his back, how his expression was one of the most peaceful Dipper had ever seen, the blond's soft breathing could help lull anyone to sleep.
Could Dipper be falling in love?
No,no, impossible, certainly not with the demon who made a deal that would destroy his entire family.