My ghostboy.// Wilburxreader

Dance with me

Wilbur POV:
"So did mine." she barley muttered, "What was yours?" i said curiously. "To be with you, stay with you." she said reaching for my hand. I placed my hand in hers locking them one in another. She pulled our hands to the sandy floor.

"I guess we had wished on similar stars. I mean, they aren't that far off." i said looking to her. "Yeah." she said slowly as i admired her face. At this point i was spacing out. I was tired but i didn't want to rest, this was better.

"We should've brought our guitars." Y/n sighed, looking to me. "Yeah, really." i laughed breaking out of my trance.

I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and put on a slow dancing song. I sat up and smirked at Y/n who was already laughing, knowing what was going on we both stood up.

"May i have this dance, m'lady." i said bowing, she giggled "Yes, you may. Peasant." she laughed out. "Rude." i said as i gingerly took her held out hand, pulling it close to my lips and kissing it.

I pulled her in closer, placing my hands on her waist as she put hers on my shoulders. We danced moving closer with even spin. At the ending of the song i spun her around, dipped her wrapping my arm around her back and keeping my hand on her waist.

She let out a soft "Woah.", in surprise of how close we were. I placed my hand gingerly on her cheek,

"May I?"

"You may."