𝐏𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐎 𝐊𝐄𝐘𝐒 || wilbur soot

5;

( A/N: srry for the time skip in the last chapter lel and also this chapter is more of a cute little filler chapter so you can just skip over it if you'd like :D)

Elaine awoke first to the sound of TV playing and the feeling of something wrapped around her waist. Once she's completely awake and registering everything around her she realizes it's Wilbur who is holding her in this tight embrace. Elaine could stay here forever if it were possible, the last thing she wanted was to let go of this because she doesn't know if a chance like this would ever happen again.

Wilbur waking up shortly after, he can feel something tightly wrapped around his torso and something laying on his chest, quickly coming to terms it's Elaine laying her head against him with an arm wrapped around his stomach. He smiles to himself and holds her even tighter.

Elaine looks up to Wilbur who feels the girl move and he looks down to meet her gaze.

"G'morning." Elaine says tiredly, and puts her head back down as rubs the sleep out of her eyes.

"Good morning," he yawns, "How'd you sleep?"

Elaine giggles confusing the man.

"Why're you laughing?" He softly smiles yet confused.

"Your morning voice," she chuckles, "You sound like those dudes who force their voice all deep trying to sound like Corpse."

He jokingly scoffs at her, "Get off of me." He banters.

"Noooo," she groans and shoves her face in his chest.

He chuckles at her and holds her tightly once again and begins to mess with her hair.

"You should take that as a compliment honestly." Elaine mumbles, "Corpse Husband is fucking cool." Wilbur hums in agreement.

"What time is it?" Elaine asks and grabs her phone from the table to check the time.

Her jaw drops "It's 6 am!?" She never wakes up at this time.

"It shouldnt be too much of a shock, we fell asleep like really fucking early." Wilbur shrugs.

Elaine loudly gasps, "My sleep schedule might actually be fixed for once!"

"What? No way!" Wilbur banters.

Elaine and Wilbur just lay there in their embrace for a few, just enjoying the company of the other. It's warm and they could hear the others heartbeat. Wilbur plays with a strand of her hair and her hand is on his chest, she drags her nail up and down, her false nails slightly scratch him but he doesn't mind.

Wilbur looks down at the girl again and sees a small scar on the top of her hand, about the size of a coin.

"How'd you get that?" Wilbur asks pointing to the small scar.

"Get what?" She asks getting up from Wilbur looking to her hand, "Ohh," she says after scanning her hand for what he might be talking about.

Elaine gets up and Wilbur still wants to lay down, so she sat while Wilbur put his head in her lap.

"I was an absolute moron as a kid, it used to be a lot bigger when I had first got it," she explains while Wilbur just looked up to her and listened intently, "I got it when I was around 12 and skating down a hill on my super cool blue and silver scooter, right?" Wilbur giggled a little at her.