Bill's POV

Y/n was having one of her nightmare. I didn't need to be told this to know that I needed to wake her up before she started screaming again.

I quickly got up and started shaking her, like I did the other night. Y/n, like last time, only mumbled louder and stirred more.

Not taking any chances, I quickly snapped my fingers, making a bucket of icy water appear and drop it's contents of her sleeping form.

Y/n sat up straight, soaking wet, but awake.

"Oh, uh, t-thanks. But, d-did you h-have to use f-freezing water?" She asked, shivering.

I shrugged.

"Y/n! Are you ok?" Mabel asked.

Y/n turned to face Mabel, and I took that opportunity to make the white board disappear so Y/n wouldn't know what we were doing.

"Y-yeah I'm g-good." She answered, her teeth chattering as she hugged herself.

Woops. Maybe the water had too much ice in it.

"Hey, do you need like, a blanket?" Dipper asked.

"N-no! I'm ok." She said, but she wasn't fooling anyone. Her clothes were drenched, and it didn't help that there was a cool breeze in the air, making Y/n colder than she already was.

"You need a blanket." I said.

"No I-I don't!" She argued, pushing away that strands of h/c hair that were sticking to her face.

I smirked a bit. I had an idea.

I sat down next to her and wrapped my arms around her shivering form.

She tensed up. A lot.

"U-uh, B-Bill? I'm ok." She said. The tips of her ears were red.

"Too bad!" I said. As much it would pain me to say it, I didn't want to let go. Not because I was trying to warm Y/n up, but because it felt nice.

Looking down at Mabel, it looked like she was going to blow up into a pile of glitter. She was practically jumping up and down while biting her lip. Maybe to not let out a screech?

"Uh, Shooting Star? You look like your going to com-bust into a pile of glitter." I said.

Everyone looked to Mabel. "What! No, I'm ok!" She said, smiling widely, looking directly Y/n and I.

Y/n and I shared a look, one that said, "We're in trouble."

Seeing that we made eye contact with one other, we both looked away, beet red in the face.

Why were my cheeks (at least I think that's what this parts called) heating up like this?

Mabel abruptly got up and ran up the stairs, yelling, "I'LL BE RIGHT BACK! I GOT TO DO SOMETHING EXTREMELY IMPORTANT!"

Dipper, Ford, and Stan looked at one another, but it didn't last long. Mabel stuck her from the top of the stairs and yelled, "DIPPER, FORD, STAN! I NEED YOU!"

The three boys went up the stairs, following Mabel's call.

Leaving me and Y/n.

Alone.

On the couch.

Me still hugging her.

WHY DID THEY LEAVE ME?!