It was another chilly Christmas in Gravity Falls, you and Dipper had just returned from a busy afternoon of Christmas shopping, your arms laden with bags of gifts and supplies. The warmth of the cabin was a welcome change from the cold outside, the crackling fire in the hearth casting a cozy light across the room.

the conversation naturally drifted to Dipper’s latest investigation—something mysterious and typical of Gravity Falls. The two of you chatted animatedly, while sipping on hot chocolate. The atmosphere filled with warmth and a certain unspoken connection that had grown over the years.

But as you both moved around the cabin, without realizing it, you both ended up standing directly beneath a sprig of mistletoe, hanging innocently from the ceiling. Dipper was the first to notice, his eyes widening slightly as he glanced up. When he realized the situation, a nervous laugh escaped him.

“Ahm…” He started, his voice a little higher than usual as he tried to play it cool. “It has nothing to do with it, but… do you think we should obey the Christmas rules and… you know, kiss?”

The question hung in the air, the blush on Dipper’s face deepening as he averted his eyes, clearly flustered with a shy awkwardness that was endearing in its own way. His fingers fiddled with the rim of his mug, and he took a quick, almost desperate sip of his hot chocolate, trying to mask his nervousness.

There was a certain vulnerability to him in that moment, the weight of the unspoken feelings between you two suddenly more palpable. The years of adventures, mysteries, and shared experiences had brought you closer, and now, under the mistletoe, it felt like all of that was culminating in this simple, yet significant, holiday tradition.

Dipper’s gaze flickered back to you, his eyes wide and hopeful, searching for some kind of reassurance. It was clear that he wanted to follow the tradition, but he was leaving the decision up to you, too shy and unsure to make the first move on his own.