dipper x reader | one-shots ✓

Warm Lips, Pale Face, Breathing in Snowflakes

You and Dipper's Age: 15 I guess?

~•~3rd POV~•~

You were sitting in the library, reading (Y/F/B), trying to clear your mind. You and Pacifica used to be best friends, until the new kid, Dipper Pines, came into town. You both instantly fell in love with him. So, you both always would fight over him. When Pacifica tried to flirt with him, she made it seem creepy or she was desperate.

When you flirted, it looked like you weren't even flirting at all and you were just being friendly. You and Pacifica have been fighting for years over him. But, she finally won the war. A few weeks ago, you found out that her and Dipper were dating. It shattered your heart into a million pieces. Ever since they started going out, Pacifica and you broke up as best friends.

Whenever you were out in public, you always end up walking right into her and Dipper. She would always breg about them being a thing too. It just made you want to throw up it was so disgusting. It was a snowy week day in the middle of December. You heard the door of the library open. You looked over to see who it was, but then regretted for even looking.

Pacifica and Dipper.

Pacifica was talking to Dipper about something and he looked annoyed. You don't blame him. When she looked over your direction, you shrunk down in your seat and covered your face with your book, hoping that she didn't see you. You heard footsteps come your way.

"Would you look at that, it's (Y/n)! What are you doing here?" Pacifica asked you, giving you a fake attitude.
"Speak for yourself, you never go to a library, so what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at a 'Too Much Makeup' Convention?" You snapped, putting down your book.

You saw Dipper try to hold back his laughter. Pacifica kept her fake smile on her face, but her eye twitched.

"Well, my boyfriend wanted to get a book to read, so I decided to tag along." Pacifica said, "But you still didn't answer my question, what are you doing here."
"I wanted to read (Y/F/B), if you wouldn't mind." You said, picking up your book again and starting to read.
"You like (Y/F/B)?" Dipper asked you, finally speaking.
"Uh, yeah, why?" You asked, a faint blush appearing on your cheeks.
"That's one of my favorite books too." He said.
"Really?" You asked.

He nodded. Pacifica tugged on his arm to make him be quiet. Her eye was twitching a lot too.

"Hey Pacifica, I think you need that twitchy eye of yours checked." You said, smirking a bit.

Finally, her fake smile turned into an angry glare. She walked up to you and got face to face with you.

"You know what? I'm done with this crap, Bookworm! Stay away from my man! He will never love you! Now why don't you go home and cry to your mommy?! Oh wait, you don't fucking have one!" She yelled, laughing at the end.

Tears formed in your eyes. You grabbed your book and ran out of the library. It was true, your mother did pass away a few years ago, but you still haven't gotten over her death. You keep denying that it's true. You had on your long patterned black scarf, red flannel sweater, black leggings, and light brown Uggs.

You ran down the sidewalk but started to slow down. The snow was coming down hard, and the winter breeze was pushing you around. Your hair was done so it moved your hair into your face, getting stuck in your mouth or covering your eyes (Sorry if you have short hair). Tears were streaming down your face. A gush of wind came out of nowhere and knocked you over in the big pile of snow.

Your clothing got all soaking wet, snow all over your clothes, body, and hair, and you were shivering like crazy.

"Hey, are you ok?" Someone asked.