mcyt || one shots

(s)imp-ortant || wilbur

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sometimes when you confess your love to someone, the timing isn't that right..
lmanburg au

a/n : homework is for losers, wattpad is for gangsters

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the light in the room slowly faded as the moon replaced the sun, the glow of the lanterns illuminating the air.

the stars splattered the sky, the slow hum of guitar strings accompanied our slow chuckles.

"play eminem, play eminem!" tommy shouted to a shaking wilbur, who was clearly not fond of the thought.

"i'm not gonna play eminem, tommy." wilbur said, proceeding to play another song on his guitar.

we sat in a comfortable silence, enjoying each other's presence. i laid my head on eret's shoulder, him doing so back to me. tommy and tubbo were playing a few silent rounds of rock paper scissors, letting out a few groans here and there.

and there was wilbur.

god, he was perfect. his fingers strummed the strings mindlessly, not a single wrong tune played. the way he embraced the music fascinated me, how easily he connected with it. his curls would bounce once in a while, earning a slight grin from me.

"oh you simp so hard for him." eret mumbled under his breath, earning a surprised look from me.

"no i don't."

"mhm, okay." he shrugged, sarcasm in his tone.

"shut up." i pushed him playfully, causing him to tumble on to the ground. "oops."

"you did not just-" he started as the others turned their heads to us, giggling at the sight.

"war, war, war!" the blonde and brunette duo cheered.

"no. please no more wars." wilbur grumbled as he rubbed his temple, our laughters only erupting more. we settled down, wilbur getting up from his seat. "it's getting late, let's head home."

a chorus of agreement rang through the group as we all stood up, gathering any belongings.

"walk with me, y/n?" a certain british boy called, my heart fluttering slightly. i looked to eret, only to see him wiggling his eyebrows. flipping eret off, i turned to wilbur.

"sure!"

we walked ahead of the other three, who had somehow started a mini argument about bread. the conversation ran smoothly, laughing at any corny joke wilbur had attempted to make.

"look at those two lovebirds," eret pointed to us, the other two walking beside him. "so in love."

"love is weird." tubbo piped up, earning a nod from tommy.

"i will only ever love me and me only." he state proudly as eret scoffed.

"so you don't love your discs?" tubbo asked with a grin, knowing he got tommy.

"oooo he got you good." eret teased as tommy's mouth fell open, shocked at his remark.

i released a relieved sigh as the sight of our homes finally came into view, the tiredness overcoming me.

"y/n, before you go," he started as we reached my door, the other three already dropped off. "i have something to tell you."

a concerned feeling rose in me, though i signalled for him to go on.

"we don't know when the next wars gonna happen, so i don't want to lose my chance of telling you this." his words hurt me in a way, knowing what he said was true.

"i adore you, y/n." he mumbled lowly, guitar in hand. i stood shocked, not knowing how he adored me. as friends, as war mates? like, geez wilbur i understand you're poetic but clarify what you mean, man.

"like, adore you, a lot. in a more than friends kind of way." his confidence slowly built up again seeing my red cheeks.

i held the doorknob in silence, not knowing what to answer. my quickened breaths and heated face answered the question.

he grinned at the sight, only increasing the blush on my cheeks. "tell me when you're ready yeah? i'm feeling really tired."

he saluted me as he turned around, walking to his humble abode.

"he did not just- oh my god." i stated shockingly, opening the door. i let the encounter settle in, only to have me laughing my ass off after.

"GOD, IM IN LOVE!"

(a/n : ^^ me to my friends everyday)

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the day started off with joy, which rarely ever happened. i looked forward to seeing wilbur today, so i made some cookies to bring together.

music played loudly in the background as i danced around the kitchen, smiling as the encounter yesterday played in my mind.

the rapid knocking on my door pulled me out of my thoughts, the aggressiveness of it slightly scaring me.

"what the hell?" i wiped my hands on a handkerchief, "just a minute!"

i opened the door only to face a certain musician, a smile immediately brought to my face.

"y/n where were you-"

"wilbur!" i cut him off, not concerned about what he had to say. "good, you're here. follow me."

i dragged him to the kitchen, telling him to sit down. "y/n-"

"uh uh shush. my turn to speak." i said with a smile, sitting on a chair opposite of him.

"wilbur, you amaze me. in almost, every way possible." i started off, wilbur slowly forgetting what he was about to say as he focused on me instead. "and, in all honesty, i've adored you for so long already."

this time it was his turn to blush, his nose scrunching in anticipation.

"so, wilbur. i adore you. in a more than friends kind of way, too." we stared at each other, smiles on our faces.

a rumbling sound interrupted our moment, until suddenly an explosion boomed in the distance.

"what the fuck was that?" i asked in worry, immediately getting up to the window.

"OH!" wilbur shouted, "YEAH THAT'S WHAT I CAME HERE FOR!"

i looked at him in confusion, urging him to continue.

"we're having another war with dream, he started it."

"im sorry, WHAT?!"

he ran outside with me by his side, "YOU DIDN'T THINK OF TELLING ME?"

wilbur looked at me with a defensive look, "I DID BUT YOU KEPT INTERRUPTING. EVENTUALLY YOU CONFESSED YOUR LOVE TO ME AND I FORGOT ABOUT IT.."

"HOW DO YOU FORGET A WAR?"

him mentioning forgetting moved a gear in my brain, suddenly remembering i was baking cookies for him.

"WAIT WILBUR THE OVEN-"

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a/n : lately ive been feeling really unmotivated to do anything in general, so im deeply sorry for not updating :[ thank you everyone for still staying <3