MCYT Oneshots

Wilbur Soot - Rainy day

Y/N - Your Name

(If BBC Ghosts is available for you to watch and you haven't, I recommend you do, it's so good)

READER PRONOUNS: HE/HIM

You're practically running home as the rain pelts down on your back. It's extremely cold, which means your fingers and your nose are absolutely freezing.

You finally reach the front door, and pull your key out of your pocket with shaking hands. You unlock the door and open it, welcoming the warmth that warms you as you step inside.

As you shake off your coat on the doorstep, you see Wilbur appear in the doorway down the hall.

"Welcome home, Y/N!" He greets happily, running up to wrap you up in his arms.

You grin, and Wilbur messes up your wet hair.

"Oi!" You yell, and Wilbur giggles.

"I like you with wet hair," Wilbur murmurs, "makes you look sexy." Wilbur wiggles his eyebrows jokingly and you push him by his chest.

"Shut up." You reprimand, but the smile tugging at the corner of your lips gives you away.

Wilbur wraps his arm around your shoulder and walks you further into the house.

Once you reach the kitchen, you see two mugs on the counter.

"And what's this?" You ask, and Wilbur gives you a grin.

"Hot chocolate for two." He says and you coo. You get up on to your tippy toes and plant a kiss on Wilbur's cheek.

As Wilbur makes the drinks, you settle down on the sofa. You wrap yourself in the warmest blanket you own and grab the remote.

You turn on Ghosts just as Wilbur walks over with two steaming mugs of hot chocolate.

"Good sir, your hot chocolate!" Wilbur exclaims as he hands you the mug.

"Why thank you, Wil." You reply, taking it and wrapping your hands around it to warm them.

He smiles and sits down.

"What're you waiting for? Click play!" Wilbur says once he notices Ghosts lined up on the screen.

"Alright bossy." You tease, and click play on the show.

Once you watch a few episodes...

"Well, that was great." You announce as you get up from the sofa. You collect Wilburs mug along with your own and carry them to the kitchen.

You place them in the dish washer and head back around to the living room.

"Wanna go to bed?" You ask, and Wilbur nods.

He gets up and walks along side you as you make your way up to bed.

Once you're both in your pyjamas and ready for bed, you snuggle into the blankets. Wilbur lays down behind you, body pressed against yours.

The rain is still lashing down outside, and you can hear the steady thrum of it hitting the window. It's calming, and you find yourself being lulled to sleep as you listen to it.

"Y'know, that rain is really calming." You whisper, and Wilbur hums in agreement.

"One of the only moments living in England is a good thing." He whispers back and you chuckle quietly.

"I love you, Wil." You murmur.

"I love you too, Y/N." He replies.

You both fall asleep to the sound of the rain, cuddled up against each other in the warmth of your bed.