Y/N - Your Name
Y/S/U - Your Streamer UsernameREADER PRONOUNS: SHE/HER
I nervously play with my hands as I glance around the park. Me, Tommy, Phil, Fundy and Niki were waiting around for Wilbur.
"Where is he?" Tommy asks himself. "I have no clue." I reply anyway, but it's not long before we see a familiar man walking through the gates of the park.
"Hi guys! Sorry I'm so late." Wilbur greets, and we all wave him over. "You should be." I joke, giving him a small smile.
Me, Fundy, Tommy, Niki, Phil and Wilbur all start chatting, and Tommy pulls out his camera after asking if it was ok.
He points it at me, and I give a shy wave. "Y/S/U, also known as Y/N!" Tommy announces and I shake my head. "Yes, yes. 'Tis I." I say, flipping my hair dramatically. Tommy starts bothering Fundy, Niki and Phil, so Wilbur takes the opportunity to talk to me.
"So, hi." He says quietly. I smile at him, watching him sit down next to me and cross his legs.
"Hi," I reply, "you're taller than I thought you'd be."
Wilbur laughs at that and shrugs. "Well, you're shorter than I thought you'd be." He quips, and I let my mouth fall open.
"Ok, just because you're like 12 foot tall, doesn't mean you get to make fun of me!" I say, hitting him softly on the arm. I happen to look over at Tommy, who's pointing his camera right at me and Wilbur.
"Tommy!" I scold, reaching out to hit the camera down. He dodges my hand, and laughs obnoxiously.
"You two were flirting!" Tommy exclaims. I can feel my face go bright red, and in my peripherals, can see Wilbur's face do the same. "We were not flirting, Tommy!" Wilbur tells him, but Fundy just lets out a punctuated 'ha!'.
"Oh come on, Fundy! Not you too!" I whine, but Fundy just cackles. Phil's the only one that's keeping a mainly straight face. "We weren't flirting, we were just talking!" Wilbur defends yet again, Tommy shakes his head.
"Well, you were making fun of each other, and then, Y/N, you hit him on the arm." Niki pipes up. I meet her eyes with a look of pure betrayal. "Niki, I trusted you." I seethe. Niki just giggles and then shrugs.
"I'm done arguing, we were not flirting, you guys are wrong." Wilbur says finally.
They finally drop it, and go back to talking. Wilbur awkwardly looks over to me and leans in. "Ignore them, they're just being stupid for the sake of being stupid." He whispers.
"I was thinking... would it be so bad if we were flirting?" I whisper back. Wilbur's eyes widen and I chuckle at his shocked expression. "Well- uh, I guess it wouldn't be bad." Wilbur stammers. I smile at him, pushing a stray hair out of his face. His face warms with a red tinge as my fingers brush against his forehead.
Fundy starts talking to me, and I turn away from Wilbur. I can feel him not-so-subtly place his hand over mine.
The group and I keep talking for ages, filming and goofing off. It turns out to be a really nice day.
Tommy's dad turns up to take him home, and we all bid him goodbye. The rest leave one by one, until it's only me and Wilbur.
"So... I should head home." I mumble and Wilbur puts his hands in his pockets. "We could head to my home?" He suggests, I smile with surprise. "That would be good." I reply.
Shoulder to shoulder, - well, I'm shorter than him so it was arm to shoulder - we walk to Wilbur's house.
I can't resist the urge to grab Wilbur's hand.
It's not hard to detect the way his hand tenses up before he lets me hold it. "What's that for?" He asks lowly, shaking our held hands to provide context. "I dunno, just felt like it." I tell him with a (mostly joking) wink.
Wilbur shakes his head at me, before straightening up and focusing on walking.
Although he doesn't drop my hand the entire time.
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