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"Hey... Wake up..!" Wilbur gently rubbed my shoulder, trying to gently wake me up.

He smiled softly as my eyes fluttered open and I looked up at him. I smiled softly as he gently ruffled my (h/c) hair. Wilbur let out a soft chuckle and opened his mouth to speak.

"Morning, Pumpkin..." The small nickname seemed to grow butterflies in my stomach.

I felt my cheeks heat up and hid my face. I frowned at how soft I always was around him. I just felt like I was safe on him. Wilbur frowned and looked at me. He gently rubbed my back before speaking again.

"You okay..?" His voice was dripping with concern.

It was almost frustrating. I loved how he always cared about me and made me feel safe. Despite the feeling of security, I couldn't help but feel annoyed with myself. God, did I fall for this man..? No... Certainly not. I couldn't. Not after being rejected and abandoned so many times.

"Y/n...? You okay?" I jerked out of my trance.

"Y-yeah sorry I zoned out a bi-" and then I noticed it. He was staring at my lips.

I immediately felt the winged annoyance filling my stomach again. I could feel how red my cheeks had grown. And my suspicions we're proven as Wilbur looked directly into my (e/c) eyes with a worried look. He placed a hand under my chin and tilted my head up.

"Hey... You good, Pumpkin?" My eyes widened softly and he snickered.

"Yeah! I'm fine!" I responded quickly a little too quickly.

Wilbur smiled softly, "Hey, I was thinking we'd go to the new cafe today. You okay with that?"

I nodded happily, excited. While I was excited, I was trying extremely hard to hide the fanboy in me. I was about to jump up to go change before Wilbur stopped me.

"Hey, no binder though. You need to take a break from it. Please." He looked with a concerned look.

I frowned slightly before responding, "okay.. " I smiled softly and went to the room.

I closed the door and immediately started panicking. Was it a date!? Was it a kind gesture? Why the fuck was he staring at my lips!? I fell onto the bed face first. I flipped over and grabbed my (h/c) hair. I eventually calmed down and went to my suitcase.

"Okay. Outfit." I stated as I rummaged through it.

I grabbed a baggy grey sweatshirt and a black overall-skirt with a chain attached to the belt that I had left in it.
(The shirt is a little baggier)

I pulled it on and looked in the mirror. I smiled softly and walked to the bedroom door. I opened the door, only to see Wilbur with his hand up, about to knock on the door.

Our faces were so close... Too close. I blushed and my eyes went wide. Wilbur smirked and inched closer to my face.

"U-uhm... Hey..! N-need something?" I silently cursed myself for stuttering like I did.

"Well, I was gonna see what was taking you so long," He glanced to my (l/t) lips again, causing the red cloud to deepen, "But, the wait was worth it."

I forced out a laugh to hide my embarrassment, in which I failed, "that's gay, Wilbur," I gently placed a hand on his chest.

I was suddenly pulled closer to Wilbur's body. My eyes widened as Wilbur leaned closer to my face. Wilbur looked me in my (e/c) eyes and smiled softly. I flinched as his phone went off loudly. Wilbur let out a quiet, annoyed huff.

He answered the phone, sounding annoyed with the person on the phone. I just stood there, stunned. I ran my hands through my (h/c) locos and walked out of my room with my shoes to the living room. I slipped on the black and white striped knee-high socks, as well as the black combat boots over them.

Wilbur walked over, switching his annoyed expression with a happy one once he saw me, "Ready to go now?"

I nodded softly, "Yeah, let's go!"

He smiled and walked to the door, grabbing his keys. I followed behind him. He stood by the car and opened the car door for me. I smiled and patted his head gently, totally not having to stand on my tip-toes to do it, then slid into the car seat.

We soon arrived at the coffee shop and I quickly jumped out of the car, much quicker than Wilbur. To say I was excited was a bit of an understatement. Wilbur got out of the car snickering. I looked at him smiling. He walked over to the sidewalk, where I was already standing and looked to the door.

I quickly went over to the door and walked inside, Wilbur following behind me. He walked ahead of me, looking to the menu above head. I stood beside him and looked up as well. The cafe had a beautiful coffee brown wall behind the counter, where the rest were an off white. There were fairy lights hung everywhere, the overhead lights were dimmed down.

I felt a hand against my waist and was pulled close to him. My eyes widened again, cheeks heating up. I looked up at the board again and decided on a (f/d).

Wilbur looked down at me, smiling, "ready to order?"

I simply nodded in response and we both stepped forward. We ordered and sat down at a 'couples table's beside the windows. Wilbur sat down and smiled as I sat across from him. He looked me in my (e/c) eyes and grinned. His gaze fell down to my lips. My lips parted ever so slightly as warm, heavy breath escaped my lips.

I looked over to the counter and saw the barista setting their order on the counter, "I'm gonna go grab out order," I stood and headed over to the counter.

Suddenly the scene from this morning played in my head. I kept hearing 'Pumpkin' over and over again as I walked to the counter. Once I grabbed our order I thanked the barista and went back to the table. I set Wilbur's coffee Infront of him.

He gently grabbed my hand and looked out the window. I felt my face heat up again and quickly picked up my drink. Wilbur began rubbing my (s/c) hand with his thumb and smiled softly. I fell into a panic, but hid it as I took a small sip of the beverage in my hand.

This was going to be the death of me...

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I should also mention the songs in the playlist have to do with the plot ;)

~~𝐹𝑒𝑙𝑖π‘₯.π‘šπ‘¦π‘3𝑙0𝑣3𝑑

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