Wilbur Soot X Reader Fluff Oneshots (UNDER EDITING)

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A/N:So this chapter is gonna be slightly angsty. I apologize for that. I just had the dea.

My boyfriend and I are walking around in town. I've just been trying to repair our relationship as much as I can. Not that it's really been working all that well. 

"So I heard you talking to someone last night."He says. 

"It was just a friend of mine. We were talking about streaming tonight."

"He sounded like he was trying to take you from me. I don't care who you stream with me but streaming with other guys is making me uncomfortable. It feels like I'm not enough."

"You are enough. I just have a lot of guy friends."

"Are you into any of them?"

I just swallow hard and ignore the question. We run into Wilbur who's also walking around. He smiles at me and glances at my boyfriend. 

"Hi Y/N!"He says. 

"Hi."

"Are you okay?"

My boyfriend glares at me. 

"Yeah."I say quietly.

"Here, can I talk to you for just a second?"

"No you can't. Back off my girlfriend, alright?"My boyfriend responds, the jealousy evident in his voice. 

"She's not yours to control. And just so you know, I'm not trying to take her from you. However, you need to calm down and realize that she's a human being that deserves a hundred and ten percent better than you."

"Will please don't."I say. 

"I'm sorry Y/N but I've had quite enough of how he treats you."

"He'll-"

My boyfriend smacks me across the face hard. I watch anger boil up in Wilbur's eyes. I let go of my boyfriend's hand and step away from him, tears running down my face and my cheek stinging from the force of the slap.

"Y/N go home. Please."Will says. 

"Will he's gonna hurt you."

"No. Because by home I didn't mean back to your apartment. I'm taking you back to mine and you're not going home with him."

"You-"My boyfriend starts.

Will just punches my boyfriend. I feel my breath go shaky with fear. Will shakes the pressure out of his hand then takes my hand in his. He leads me back to his apartment. 

"How long has that been going on?"He asks. 

"The abuse or the relationship?"

"The abuse."

"Two years."

"Why did it start?"

"When he caught me talking to you and dream and everyone more often he started getting jealous. He couldn't stand the thought that he wasn't the only guy I ever talked to"

"Has he put his hands on you before?"

"Yeah. Several times."

"Promise me something."

"Okay."

"If I get you out of there, you won't go back. No matter how badly you want to."

"I promise. Thank you."

"Of course. I can't stand to see you in pain."

I just nod. We get to his apartment and I sit down on his couch. He gets me an ice pack from his freezer. I hold it against my cheek. He sits on his coffee table in front of me. 

"Can I call the police? That way this gets handled?"He asks. 

"Mhm. I've been trying to but then the second I got close I'd remember that I might be able to help him. So it's probably better if someone else with little to no attachment could do it."

"I can definitely handle that. Just keep ice on your cheek so it doesn't swell okay?"

"Okay."

He presses a soft kiss to my forehead then takes his phone out of his pocket to call the cops.