bed bug hickies - wilbur soot x male!reader

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cw: some verbal transphobic thoughts said 

song wilbur sings: bloom by the paper kites :D 

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Tommy: are you still studying?

(y/n): ... why do you want to Know

Tommy: asshat dream is spamming me bc u still haven't responded to his message

(y/n): ok but why the hell does dream want to talk to me

Tommy: he didn' t tell me

(y/n): you mean you annoyed him so he won't tell you now as revenge to get you to apologise .

Tommy: shiut the fuck up ur a dickhead

(y/n): lmao

(y/n): yeah ill message him back rn ass-monkey

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Dream @Dreamwastaken would like to message you!

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Dream: hi (y/n)! I'm sure you already know me lol but I was wondering if you had a moment to spare?

(y/n): hi hello ! so sorry to keep you waiting i was studying :p

(y/n): what can i do for you?

Dream: i was talking to tommy (and wilbur since he knows you pretty well) and i was wondering if you were able to help me with something?

(y/n): yeah ofc! What do u need?

Dream: so my boyfriend is coming to visit in a few weeks and tommy mentioned you kinda baked

(y/n): yeah i do! It's a small hobby of mine :D

Dream: ok good good

Dream: well anyways tommy said u were pretty good at it and i was wondering if there was a time we could sent up so you could help me bake this one thing? My boyfriend really enjoys baked aslakas and obviously i cannot bake for shit

Dream: so i was hoping / wondering if you would be able to help?

(y/n): omg thats so fucking gay

(y/n): but yeah!! I've baked those before for tommy's last birthday so i can def help :)

Dream: thank you so much i will be in ur debt forever

Dream: what day works for you?

(y/n): uhhh i can do friday night? I'll send you an ingredient list tomorrow

(y/n): gonna have to do a few trial runs then when ur boyfriend actually comes u should be able to do it by yourself without any hassle :)

Dream: alright!

Dream: thanks so much again <3

(y/n): of course :D

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(y/n): wilbur help me im dying

Wilbur: and why are we dying on this glorious thursday night 

(y/n): its fucking freezing out and u call tjat glorious

Wilbur: the cold is nice