luminosus | for shipping's sake

[Summer's just about nearing its end, bringing with it a new school year. There were only a couple of days left until children would have to adapt from their wont of staying up all night and sleeping in all day to rising early in the morning to attend their classes.

Pacifica wasn't so bothered by the idea of having to attend school again; after all, her best friend, Gideon Pines, had left sometime last week to return to his home for last minute preparations for his school by his parents, or something like that. Really, without him, there was very little for her to do and there was no motivation to do anything anymore. She was right back where she used to be before his arrival: alone, with only her parents to company her.

...And after being informed by Gideon of what happened after she was shooed away, she thought it best to avoid coming into contact with the sinister twins for a while. That while had involved her whiling away her time at home for several weeks, which winded down to present time. To say that she wasn't concerned about the aftermath there would be a lie.

So, eventually, she came to the decision of treading over there to at least check up on the Gleeful boy. Of course, she had to be careful; there was no telling what would be Dipper's response to everything and his overall demeanour and she especially didn't know if he had a new set of tricks up his sleeve. And with Gideon no longer present to rescue her in the event that things did go wrong, she would definitely be in trouble.

Cautiously, she approaches the household, lightly rapping the door with her knuckles before taking a few steps back. ...Just in case Mabel answered and she needed a getaway.

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[Dipper's smile grows only just, his eyes opening enough so he can look up at her. He'll be watching to see just how long she'll stick around like she keeps saying she will, because no matter what he'll be doubtful. ...But still.

His expression softens and he sits up a bit, not totally moving away from her just yet.]

Well.....consider this a token of my gratitude.

[With that, he leans forwards and kisses her again, though this time it's not at all like any of the other kisses he's ever given her. This one is incredibly gentle and slow, evident that he still doesn't quite know what he's doing entirely and yet doesn't want to make a mistake.
Really, he just wants to prove to her how much he really does appreciate what she's done for him.]

[She hadn't expected for him to kiss her again, so she blinks a few times in surprise before the reality sets in. Honestly, she should've been used to this by now, considering the many times they had done it before. Granted, they were brief, but the point still stands. It never fails to send her heart aflutter, but she does manage to keep her composure this time. Her eyes fall closed, and she's hit with memories all of a sudden. Memories of their first kiss actually. Despite his viewpoint of her back then, it does manage to make her smile.]

[He draws back after a moment to take a breath, but instead of moving in to give her another kiss he simply leans forwards and wraps his arms around her instead, falling into that same position of them embracing each other like before, only this time he isn't bawling.

The memory of their first kiss is pretty fresh in his mind as well. Not at all how he expected his first kiss to go, and not at all with the person he was expecting. Now, though, he's glad it happened.
Somehow, all of that led to this ultimatum anyway.

Dipper turns his head slightly so he can kiss her cheek, still sitting there with his arms comfortably around her as they sit there on the edge of his bed. His words are whispered, but honest, at the very least.]

I cannot promise immediate results, but....I'm going to try. ....to be better. For you.

[Pacifica leans more into him, finding herself lulled by his warmth and secured by his arms wrapped around her. The ambiance is pleasing, something that she wouldn't really mind staying in for a long while. Of course, she knows she can't, that she'll have to go home eventually and that she couldn't visit him often, but still. Nonetheless, she seems to giggle lightly at he kisses her cheek, eyes still remaining closed as she listens to his words. Then she shifts upward a bit, blinking a few times as she looks at him. Her surprised expression soon morphs into a gentle but slightly excited smile as she bounces slightly.]

...You are? That's... Ehehe, thank you. I'm really proud of you.

[She reaches up to ruffle his hair affectionately, grinning. In all honesty, she's elated beyond belief that he's actually deciding to give himself a chance to change for the better rather than casting himself off as a terrible monster who couldn't and shouldn't.

But another concern soon comes to mind as her expression falters somewhat, and she lets her hand drop to her side.]

So, um... What should we– ...Mm. ...You know, so this doesn't get out, like you said, but we... can still do this. What should we... do about that?

[Which roughly translates to something along the lines of "How do we continue seeing each other without someone finding out?"]

[He makes a face at that. Did she really go to all the trouble of fixing his hair just to mess it up again? That was torture, really.

Her question though causes him to pause as well, thinking. Well, he could suggest that she disguise herself, but that in itself might be too risky. He slowly looks around the room as he ponders over this, his eyes straying again to the dresser.]

Ever since Gideon destroyed my amulet, most of my family has been wise to....give me a bit of a wide berth. If I suggested every now and then that I wanted to be left alone I'm sure I could trust to have my privacy intact. I'm quite the escape artist you know....it wouldn't be hard to slip away and make it to some sort of meeting spot, away from prying eyes.

..That is, if you're brave enough.

[Pacifica snorts with laughter at his grimace, though she stops before it turns into something truly outrageous. She reaches back up to fix his hair; after all, she knows image means everything to him. ...Though, to be perfectly honest, that was pretty hilarious.

When she's done, she sits her hands in her lap, nodding in understanding. Well, that could work. All they needed was to designate a place and time.]

Mm... My parents should be cool with me leaving the house, so it's all good on my end. ...Though, I don't know what you mean by brave.

Well....there's a certain element of risk in us getting caught no matter how careful we are, isn't there?

And I don't know about you, but I'm pretty sure if my sister happened to catch us we may as well be meeting to write our wills.

...True. That's true. Well, there's still the chance that she might not, you know?

Maybe we should plan on the days when she's out with Candy and Grenda.

[A better question is, when is she not with them? Drowning her sorrows from Gideon being gone in the pain and suffering of others, no doubt.]

That shouldn't be too hard. The only thing we need to do now is think of a way to contact each other beyond cell phones or word of mouth, neither of which is exactly...trustworthy most of the time.

It might just be safer if we refrain from any contact other than on the days we've planned for it.

Yeah, you're right. That might be better.

[Pacifica looks up towards the ceiling and taps her chin as she thinks, then slowly returns her gaze back to him.]

Maybe we could leave some sort of marking on a path we both use to signal to each other? Like... a ribbon or something.

[He chuckles. This is sounding more and more like a forbidden love romance novel with each passing moment.]

That could work. Would definitely draw less attention than, say, shooting a flare or something.

[That's because it pretty much is. As far as she's concerned, anyway.]

Why would you– ...Please don't tell me that's what you were thinking.

[At that he actually lets out a laugh: a genuine laugh.]

Trust me dear, I know where and when a bit of a light show is appropriate, and when you need to be stealthy that isn't quite the way to go about it.

I know that...

[She doesn't even know where the mention of flares even came from. She sighs, shaking her head.]

...Well, you can show me all the fireworks you want when we're actually... alone.

[His smile broadens as he reaches out to take her hand, carefully intertwining their fingers.]

Oh, don't worry.

I intend to.

[She giggles sheepishly, letting a smile of her own come onto her lips. Her eyes glance down at their hands, and she gently squeezes his as she looks back towards him.]

I'm glad.

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