[Adrift] WilburSoot X Reader

Chapter 5 - Sick Day

[10/10/21]

hey gurl are u the date? cause you 10/10 :)

haha get it cause it's the 10th

also I'm a sucker for sickfics so here we gooo

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A few weeks go by. Wilbur finds himself spending a lot of his spare time talking to Y/n. She made him happy, plus she never seemed to mind the nonsense that came from him from time to time.

The two of them hung out often. It had started with him just showing her around the city and meeting up at various places. But after a while, Y/n invited him over to dinner at her place one night. They began hanging out at each other's apartments after that.

He grabs his coat off of a hook near the door before leaving his own apartment. It was rainy outside, but some of the clouds were finally beginning to part to let through sunlight.

They had planned another lunch meetup. Y/n had finished her work for the week, and Wilbur wasn't planning on anymore music work for a couple of more days. He drives over to her apartment building and parks outside, then sends her a text that he had arrived.

However, after 15 minutes of nothing, he begins to worry a bit. Wilbur calls her twice; no answer.

He gets out of his car and walks into the building. It was chilly in the lobby, but not so bad once he got to her floor. Y/n's apartment was on the far corner of her level from the elevator. It actually had a decent view of the city.

Wilbur knocks on her door a could of times, but just like with his calls, he doesn't get and answer.

    Come on Y/n...where are you...?

He hesitantly uses the spare key hidden behind the wall decoration on her door. Stepping inside the apartment, he finds that it's dark from the curtains being drawn.

Y/n was curled up and asleep on the couch, covered in a light blanket. Wilbur rolls his eyes in amusement before pulling open the living room curtains.

"Wakey wakey Y/n!" He muses while Y/n lets out a whine of protest. "The sun is coming out, the sea breeze is blowing, and we have lots to do!"

"Wilbur..." She mumbles softly while covering her face with her hands. "Stop..."

"Aw come on-"

"Wil please close the curtains..." Her voice sounds hoarse and choked all of a sudden. Wilbur stops a moment before hastily closing the curtains again and walking over to her.

"Hey...Are you okay?" He asks more quietly than before.

"No..." Y/n whimpers. "Everything hurts..."

Wilbur takes one of her hands and moves it away from her face. Her skin is pale, but also flushed red with what looked like a fever.

"You're sick," He points out.

"I'm dying...It feels like someone stabbed me in the stomach..." She lets out a short laugh before grimacing in pain. "What time is it...?"

"Almost noon, but you should be in bed," Wilbur tells her.

"Too far away..." A few tears begin welling up in her eyes. "It hurts..."

He sighs softly while putting his hand on her shoulder. "I'll help you, come on,"

"Okay..."

Wilbur helps her to her feet, making sure to hold onto her arm to keep her up. Y/n sways a little at first, but remains upright nonetheless with him holding onto her.