Deal? || Wilbur Soot

The Secret

We all sat around the coffee table sipping our drinks, Wilbur being more responsible at the moment wasn't drinking as much as me and Dream.

"Wait wait wait, let me get this straight." I pointed to Dream "you and Wilbur haven't had your Pizza Hut date yet?" They both shook their heads at me. "Wilbur you were so excited! And please, you both are too attractive to not be all over each other, like come on!" Dream just bursted out laughing.

"(Y/N), I would definitely like to go hang out with Wilbur for pizza.." Dream said glancing over at Wilbur. "But, I'm interested in someone else at the moment". I shot straight up.

"Shut up, who is it?!" I questioned him.

"Secret, can't tell" He said finishing off his drink whilst standing up to head to the kitchen.

"Clayyyy I'm your bestfriend, it's almost mandatory you tell me " I groaned following him.

"(Y/N), that's the problem." He said pouring himself some water into a new glass trying to sober up.

"What do you mean..?" I asked sitting on the counter looking back towards Wil scrolling on his phone. Dream didn't say anything, so I grabbed his face to look at mine. He glanced all around my face. "Clay, what do you mean?" I asked again.

"(Y/N) I-" he removed my hand and held it with his own. "I really don't know how to tell you this" I might be drunk but I can hear the shakiness in his voice. I stared into the green eyes that I've finally got to see after being behind a screen for so long.

"Then don't tell me Clay, show me" I said putting my arms around his neck. It all happened so fast, he leaned forward putting his hands on the counter beside me, and he kissed me. I don't know how I felt at that moment. Happy? Betrayed? Guilty? I really don't know. All I knew is that I got drunk and did something stupid again. But I also knew that in that moment I was kissing my bestfriend.. and I liked it.

*Wilbur's pov*

I noticed Dream and (Y/N) went into the kitchen. It was probably to get more drinks, they have been drinking a lot. So I just grabbed my phone and went on Instagram to read the comments on my recent post with (Y/N). A lot of them were about the love or host, and a lot of them were calling bullshit saying this was all for clout. I mean they aren't wrong about it being bullshit, but it's definitely not for clout. Thinking about it like that, a part of me hurt. Were we only just friends because we needed something out of it? Was I really that bad of a guy?

I shook the thoughts out of my head and stood up to get me something to drink as well. But as soon as I turned around I seen (Y/N) hands wrapped around Dreams' neck, his arms around her waist, and them kissing like there's no tomorrow. My throat tightened, I felt the tears in my eyes well up, and I felt the glass in my hand drop onto the floor.

"What the fuck"

I instantly beelined to our bedroom. I shut and locked the door. I couldn't handle seeing them like that. I shouldn't of felt as betrayed as I did because what me and (Y/N) had was fake. But is that how I really felt? I couldn't grasp my feelings, and I sure as hell couldn't shake the look of dread Dream had on his face as soon as he looked at me. I didn't get the chance to look at (Y/N), but the look on Dreams' face said it all. And my suspicions were confirmed. Dream and (Y/N) we're dating. Gives me more lyrics for my song I guess.

*Dream's pov*

I liked her. And that's something I didn't want to admit. She was in a relationship with Wilbur, and I knew that. But when she wrapped her arms around me I knew I couldn't control myself. I normally didn't drink, but (Y/N) being here was enough for me to go beyond my comforts, and celebrate. Wilbur was here too, but in that moment.. I didn't care. I had gotten what I longed for, and as wrong as it felt, it felt right to me. But that moment didn't last long when I heard the glass drop and the words that nobody wants to hear from your bestfriends boyfriend.

"What the fuck"

I immediately pulled away from (Y/N), removed her arms from me, and backed up into the fridge.

"No no no, what have I done? What did we do? I knew that you had a boyfriend! You knew you had a boyfriend. What are we going to do?!" And that whole time (Y/N) just stared at me cracking a smile. "What is so funny about this situation!? You literally just cheated on Wilbur?!"

"I didn't cheat on Wilbur." She revealed casually, I narrowed my eyes at her. "It's all fake. It's not real"

I was shocked. Did this mean I finally had a chance? Did this mean I would have to hide it longer for the sake of Wilbur and (Y/N)? Why did Wilbur act so sad when he seen us? All of these thought kept running through my head until (Y/N) got off the counter and wrapped her arms around me.

"Clay, I like you. And you obviously like me. I want to try this out." She mumbled into my chest.

"Of course, yeah." I replied setting my head on top of (Y/N)'s.

*your pov*

As I lie in bed with Dream that night, I felt happy. His arm draped over my waist, while his other hand held mine, it made me think of that night in the hotel with Wilbur. But this time I finally got to feel something that wasn't fake. Because no matter how far me and Wilbur's relationship might have looked on camera, it wasn't real.

Authors note;
I know what you're thinking, "omg this was supposed to be a Wilbur x reader!!" I'm fully aware. But what's a story without some good plot twists and conflict? Please don't forget to vote! We recently hit 800 reads and that's crazy that that many people have read those parts of my story. Please drink water! And happy 4th of July and one year of Tommy being on the SMP!! :)) -Zoey