《childish adult | wilbur x reader》3 × Guitars and storms;
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Buckle up kids, this is gonna be a long one ^^
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Y/N POV
It was already starting to be 8 PM. I was laying on my bed, scrolling around Twitter, when I got a message;
hey
hello
Y/N?
how do you know my name?
who r u?
it me wilba
oh sorry, hi wilbur!
it's okay! what time and where would you like to meet?
oh tommorow it's saturday so we can meet maybe at your or my place and I guess at 10 am maybe?
alright! we can come over to mine if you'd like :)
*address attached
got it! I'll meet you at 10!
see you there!
I wasn't really expecting Wilbur to message me to be honest, I wonder where he got my number from? I looked at the clock on the nightstand, 20:12 PM. I got up to take a quick shower and left my phone on the desk on my way to the bathroom.
When I got out and checked my phone, I already had 3 more messages from Wilbur, of course.
Y/N
Y/N
goodnight :)
I smiled at my phone, and went to sleep.
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08.45 AM
I woke up and quickly took a shower. I went to check my phone, but I didn't have any notifications. I grabbed my phone, my guitar and headed to the front door and put on my black shoes. I remember when I got them, about a year ago. They used to be super big but now I grew into them.
I quickly looked in the mirror. I had a loose hoodie, some comfortable jeans and a bit too long colored socks.
I looked at the clock again, 09.22 AM.
I left the house, on my way to the location Wilbur sent me, his house. I enjoy walking down the street in the morning. It was the first day of autumn also.
The leaves were falling down, the trees slowly turning red, yellow and orange, the warm colors. The sun hiding behind the clouds, the cold, yet very nice and soft wind. People who work at saturdays walking to their jobs, some sleeping still, the noise of leaves falling, wind swirling and cars and bikes. It couldn't be any better in London.
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I walked past the coffee shop where we both work, and met, and turn right. I just needed to pass about 3 more houses and I was at his place. He also lived in a flat. I ringed the doorbell;
I hear the door click, I push it open and come in, the warm feeling of the building.
I get up from the couch, to hear the doorbell ring, so I open it. I open my door and look down to see Y/N standing there.
'Y/N! Up here!' I yell. They look at me, smile and come upstairs. My apartment was at the second floor, so that wasn't far. When they got up I hugged them and they hugged me back. I grabbed the guitar off of their back and took it for them,
'I'll help you' I smiled. We both walked into my apartment, it was quite small, but enough for atleast two people. I placed their guitar on the extra stand I had, near the couch. I took their coat and hanged it by the front door.
'Sit down, make yourself at home!' I welcomed them. Y/N smiled and thanked me,
'It's a cozy apartment you have, it's bigger then mine atleast' they laugh.
'How are you doing today?' I ask.
'Well, I woke up about 2 hours ago, I feel well rested tho, I guess I'm okay' they said. I nodded along every word they said.
Y/N quickly got up, grabbed something from their coat and came back.
'Here, this is for you!' they exclaimed and gave me a small box. I opened it, it were some chocolates, they looked beautiful and the box was very detailed.
'Thank you!' I said. Y/N smiled and nodded.
'Alright, you wanna start learning or firstly like, chat or something?' I asked.
'It doesn't matter, we can start learning, Mr. Soot' they said. I blushed a very light tint of pink,
Mr. Soot.
The words went through my head. I got back to reality and grab my guitar, handing theirs over too. I pull out my old notebook that I used to learn and started teaching them the basics.
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'With and E-Girl...' Y/N sang. Their voice was very soft and calm. I learned them my song, "I'm in Love With an E-Girl".
'H-How was that?' they asked nervously. I started clapping,
'That was amazing!' I exclaimed, they got flustered and just smiled.
We were both sitting there now, listening to some music and enjoying snacks when there was a sound of a thunder bolt. Y/N jumped a bit.
'Oh no, I hate storms. I forgot to bring my umbrella too...' they said.
'Hey it's okay! There's one more room for you that you can stay at!' I said.
'I... I don't have any spare clothes' they said a bit embarrassed.
'That's fine, I'll give you mine' I smiled, my smile follow by a laugh and Y/N's smile.
'Thank you, Wilbur'
'You can go take a shower first' I said.
'Let me go get a towel for you' I said and went to the storage room and took a bit purple-tinted towel and gave it to Y/N, along with a shirt and some short pants of mine.
About five minutes later they came back.
'Follow me' I said. I led them to the guest room.
It was a cozy, bright colored room. The bed was untouched, and there was no junk anywhere, everything was crystal clean.
'This is so pretty!' they exclaimed and got onto the bed.
'So soft...' they enjoyed every single second.
'Like I said, make yourself at home, i'll go take a shower' I said leaving them and heading to the bathroom across the room.
I got out of the shower and put on my shirt and some short pants and headed to check where Y/N was. I found them on the couch, playing my song, practising it. Y/N didn't notice I was there, but to be honest I forgot I was there too. Their voice was just so mesmerizing, I drowned in it. Another sound came from outside that brought us both back to reality.
They noticed me and quickly put the guitar away, apologizing. I came up to them and sat next to them,
'It's okay, you sing very beautifully!' I said.
'You know I need someone for like the background singing stuff and, maybe, you would want to help me?' I asked nervously and they nodded,
'I would love to!' they exclaimed and we both smiled. It was only about 7 or 8 PM so we both decided to watch a movie that Y/N picked;
"m/n"! (movie name, so basically you can just choose any movie :)!)
We sat there, eating some popcorn and drinking some juice, enjoying the movie. When the movie was done, we both yawned at the same time, that made us both laugh. We both decided to go to sleep, since it was almost 9 PM.
'Goodnight Wil!' Y/N said, going to their room.
'Goodnight Y/N!' I said, also going to my room.
'If anything happens, my room is right here so you can come whenever' I said. They nodded and closed the door and so did I. I layed down in my bed, closing my eyes from tiredness, sinking into the nice, warm feeling of my bed.
The sound of a thunder bolt striked again that woke Y/N up, they couldn't go back to sleep. They hated storms, they hated being alone whilst there was one.
They quietly got up and went to Wilburs room, slowly opening the door. Wilbur quietly turned around to see a scared Y/N, standing in the doorway.
'What happened?' he asked, sitting up.
'The s-storm is scary... I just... I'm s-scared...' they stuttered. Wilbur moved a bit, even tho his bed was for two people.
He pat the place next to him, giving Y/N a sign to lay down.
'Its okay, the storm won't hurt you' Wilbur reassured her as he hugged them till they both fell asleep, Y/N feeling way safer now.
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HOLY PRIME ABOUT 1400 WORDS (not including the A/N) I feel TIRED. I hope you liked this chapter again! I enjoyed writing the last part, it's just so cute how Wil comforts you while you're in a storm jdkwncsk <33 I'll make sure to make more chapters like these, not really that long but not short :) I love you guys, byee! <3
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