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↳ os | ᴡʜɪᴛᴛʏ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ | 2/2

"Whitty, I- I have to tell you something..." You told Whitty timidly.
Both of you were hanging out at the park. You had gotten starbucks earlier and you were just chilling under a tree.

He looked up at you, "Hm? What is it?"

"We've been really close lately and, I think- I love you." You said. Whitty stared at you and you started sweating.

"You love me?" He stood up. "ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?" He yelled, his eyes piercing through your soul. "You are DISGUSTING! I don't think I want to even be near you!" Whitty grabbed his drink and smashed it on the floor, splattering everywhere, including on you. "Don't even think about talking to me ever again! I hate you." He yelled. He then walked off.

"But- But Whitty, where are you going!? Im sorry!" You reached out your hand, as if reaching for him. No matter how many times you tried calling for him, he kept walking away. You sat there, soaked in the drink Whitty spilled, in shock.
"I... I.." You then broke down, crying into your hands.
"I'm so sorry, I-I didn't mean to.. I fucked everything up." You looked up, seeing Whitty was nowhere to be seen.

"He hates me..." You sobbed.

You woke up from that awful nightmare. You looked around. You were in your room. You stood up and glanced at the mirror, you had tears running down your face. 'It was, just a dream...' You thought, relieved. However, you couldn't stop thinking about those three horrid words...

"I hate you."

You looked at your phone, seeing that you woke up a little late. 'Shit, I forgot I was gonna hang out with Whitty today.' You quickly got ready. You were in the bathroom washing your face as you heard a notification on your phone. You rushed over to your room, almost tripping. You grabbed your phone and saw that Whitty had texted you.

Whitty: Hey, u there?

Y/N: YEAH
Meet me outside of my house, k?

Whitty: k

As you waited for Whitty to arrive, you finished getting ready and ate some breakfast. A few minutes later, you heard a knock at the door. 'That must be Whitty!' You nervously thought. You ran towards the door and opened it.

"Hey, Shitty- Uh, I mean, Whitty." For some reason you were nervous seeing him. It must have been that dream you had.

"Hi, so where are we going?" Whitty asked, completely ignoring what you had mistakingly called him. You went outside, locking your door.

"You'll see." You lead him to your car, getting in. As you were both inside, you couldn't help but almost laugh at him. He was so tall he could barely fit.
You drove for like- less than five minutes. You guys started conversation about how tall Whitty is and how he could barley fit in the car. You finally arrived at your destination, which was Starbucks.

"What is this place?" Whitty had seen this building around before, but he has never been inside it, or bought anything from it.

"It's called Starbucks, it's like where you can buy coffee, drinks, and other stuff." You explained. You both walked inside and ordered- well, you ordered for Whitty. After receiving your drinks, you both made your way outside.

"Where should we go next?" You asked, taking a sip of your drink. Whitty looked around for a moment and pointed to a park.

"We could go over there."

"Okay, good idea." As you made your way to the park, you spotted a shady place under a tree. Seems.. familiar.. You decided to sit under it as it was pretty sunny out. Whitty followed after you and sat down beside you.

You then froze as you realized what was happening. Your dream was basically repeating itself. You got the Starbucks drinks, and now you're in a park.. under a tree. You were actually planning on confessing today, but the horrible dream made you anxious.
As you two talked, Whitty noticed you seemed a bit shaken up.

"Hey, you okay?"

"Uh, wh- Yeah, doing fine."

"Well, you seem a bit nervous."

"O-Oh, just my pills kickin' in, y'know? Don't worry about it." You gave Whitty a hesitant, yet convincing smile.
'Shit, now he thinks i'm weird!'  You mentally face palmed.

"Is there something you wanna tell me?" Whitty then asked. You stiffened

"No, not really- No."

"You know, you can tell me anything. We're best friends, remember? You can trust me." You knew you weren't getting out of this one, he knew when you were lying.

"I'm sorry it's just.. there is something I want to tell you, or, i've been wanting to tell you for a while.." You nervously admitted. Whitty nodded as he motioned you to go on.  "Well, y'know... we've been friends for a while and, we've been really close.." You looked away from him, nervous of what he would think. "And, uh.. I know this may sound weird but, I really like you, like, more than a friend y'know?" You finally confessed.

Whitty went silent for a second, you immediately panicked.

"Please don't be mad! It's okay if-"

"Why would I be mad?" Whitty questioned. To your surprise, his voice sounded soft, and not upset or anything.

"Well-" He interrupted once again.

"I love you too." Your eyes widened, did that come from Whitty himself?

"Wait, you don't hate me? You're not disgusted? Are you being serious?!" You were shocked, confused, but mostly relieved.

"No, why would you think that? And yes, I am being serious. I love you!" Whitty, believe it or not, reached over and hugged you. Yes, hugged you. Whitty wasn't much for physical contact so you were truly shocked. But of course, you returned the hug.

For the rest of the day, you spent time with your new significant other. You were so relieved he didn't react like how he did in the dream. Later on, when both of you were at your house, chilling, you told him about the dream and why you were acting nervous. He was sympathetic about it and comforted you, even if you didn't really need comfort.

"It's fine, Whitty. Uh.. you don't need to do this." You said as you sat on his lap. He had you in his arms, his head resting on yours.

"I'm so sorry, I would never say those terrible things to you, fuck you dream Whitty." He held you tighter, you almost not being able to breath.

"But-"

"No, I said what I said." He interrupted. Dang, what's with Whitty interrupting you all the time? You sighed and decided notto say anything. You spent a few minutes being suffocated by him, until he finally let go.

"Don't ever think that I'll ever hate you, okay?"

"Oka-"

"I love you."

A/N: This came out late sorry umm, I'll try writing more detailed, I just wanted to get this done 👍 still workin on requests tho