It had been a long and tiring week - you've been feeling better so you spent all your free time getting things done, although you were getting rest ever since that one night. It was kinda embarrassing sleeping with a guys coat, but it was the only way you could get some shut eye.
You had just finished cleaning out all twenty-four brewing bottles that were previously filled with potion residue and soot, you were already tired even though the day just started. You noticed one of them still had gunk in it so you grabbed it, washing it more thoroughly. As you were setting it back down you heard a knock on the door, causing you to jump.
Doing so you managed to drop the bottle too. Your eyes moved back and forth from the shattered glass and the door. You carefully stepped around the glass as you made your way to the door. You took a deep breathe in before answering.
Your eyes widened. "Will?"
He smiled at you. "Hello Y/n, long time no see." He swayed back and forth on the heels of his feet. "Are you okay in there? I heard something break."
You looked back at the mess in the kitchen, chuckling nervously. You rubbed the back of your neck. "Oh uh yeah sorry about that. I've just been on edge....recently."
You started to trail off, you couldn't stop looking into his eyes. You could see his gaze move from your eyes to your lips. At this moment, you could feel the butterflies build up in your stomach. It made you feel sick.
You quickly realized that you had been staring and stopped yourself from doing anything else. "Oh um, come in." You said, stepping to the side.
He too broke from his trance, nodding at you before walking in. You walked past him, you kneeled down towards the shards gripping onto your side, wincing - you still weren't fully healed. He noticed the uncomfortable-ness in your face and knelt down beside you.
"Here, I got it." He spoke, dropping the pieces into the crevice of his hand.
You grinned. "Thank you."
He faced you. "No problem. He held out his free hand to help you up.
You went over to pour some tea while he threw away the glass. As the two of you sat down you noticed he was acting strange.
You reached to touch his hand. "Wilbur are you okay?"
"Oh it's uh nothing i'm just really glad to see you. It's been awhile hasn't it."
Your eyes narrowed at him. "It has but I know that's not the only reason your acting this way."
He lightly scratched the side of his face. "Acting what way."
You rolled your eyes, taking the cup of tea from out of his hands. "Wilbur." You said, your voice stern.
He sighed, looking down at the table. "Eh it's nothing. It's just my father, King Phil, he wants me to start taking my role as prince of our kingdom more seriously." He ran his hand through his hair.
"Don't stress over this okay?" You extended your hand towards him so he could hold it. "How about this, you can visit me whenever you need a break from being royalty."
He giggled at the last part as he took your hand in his.
"But only till I go back to work." You ran your thumb over his knuckles.
He frowned. "Why only then?"
You laughed softly. "Because when I go back to work I go back to work in the castle with you."
He hummed. "Mmm right right." He rested his elbow on the table. "I might just have to take you up on that offer."
You smirked, tracing the lines on his hands. You gasped quietly when you saw the scratches on his palm. "Oh Will did the glass cut you?" You brought his hand closer to your face so you could examine it more.
He laughed. "Yeah but it's fine. There's not much you can do to make it feel better."
Your face lit up as an idea popped into your head. "Well there is one way to make it feel better."
His eye brow rose. "Oh?"
You moved his fingers to where they were all spread out. You then cradled his hand while touching the marks softly before placing a soft peck on each one.
When you looked back up at him, his face was completely red. "Better? I heard kisses always helped make cuts feel better."
He covered his mouth with his free hand. "Well you heard right cause now I feel over the moon."
You giggled. "So, you ready for the rest of my amazing house tour?"
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SongBird//Wilbur Soot x Reader Fanfiction
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