ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛᴇᴅ, ᴡɪʟʙᴜʀ sᴏᴏᴛ

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐖𝐎

"Wil, this is wonderful! Thank you so much!" Y/n marvelled at the small conjoined cottage in front of her, Wilbur watched her reaction and let out a breath he was holding in his chest. Y/n walked closer to the house and smiled widely at the man behind her, Wil smiled back at her as his chest filled with fuzzy warmth.

"I thought you maybe wanted to be close by while staying here so I decided to just conjoin your new house with my own. It has a door in the middle of course for privacy." Wilbur took a few steps towards the joyful girl as she quietly bounced on the spot, she was bursting with excitement to go inside, curious on what it would look like.

"Oh no that's completely fine Wil, It will be like we're roommates." She giggled imagining what mischief they could get up to together, well she was mostly just thinking about all the time she will spend with him altogether.

Wilbur like the gentleman he is, walked up to the front door of Y/n's section of the house and opened it gesturing for her to come inside. Y/n gladly accepted his kindness and quickly made it inside, taking her shoes off at the entrance to not dirty the floors.

The inside was decorated nicely with spruce wooden floors and a variety of flowers in pots scattered around the entrance, bookshelves peak out of the walls filled with colourful spines and the scent of vanilla wondering around the air. A soft F/C tone to the furniture which nicely complemented the flowers lining the windows, it was very light and airy, just how Y/n likes it.

An overwhelming sense of home washed over her body as she took only the front room in, Y/n had to grip onto Wilbur's hand to steady herself. Wil gripped her hand back and worry set in,

"Y/n? Are you okay, do you not like it?" He furrowed his eyebrows in concern and worry she didn't like it. Y/n shook her head quickly and looked at him with wide eyes,

"No no no no, Wil this is perfect! I just, I just feel more at home here than at my actual home. It has everything I love." Y/n reassured Wilbur which made him sigh in relief, he wanted so desperately for her to love it, after all he went through so much work to make it perfect for her.

He had asked Niki what she liked in decor and even wrote a letter to his father asking for advice. He didn't bother asking Tommy because he wouldn't help at all, Tommy doesn't even know about her living here, Wilbur wasn't excited for the excessive teasing he would receive because of it. It was worth it though, being so close to her all the time.

"Wait until you see your bedroom, your going to love it." Wilbur smiled happily anticipating Y/n's reaction to her bedroom next and was just as excited to see it as Y/n was. They both walked down the small hallway to the door of her room, it was spruce like the rest of the house, Y/n turned the knob and opened it slowly to reveal an improved version of her original bedroom.

It too had the same soft F/C walls that the furniture in the main room had, a spruce wardrobe that sat against the wall beside the door and her bed beside the window. The window had cream linen curtains and sashes that tied them at the sides of the window, her bedsheets were soft and silky to ensure she was comfortable, a carpet rug in the open space that was just as soft too. Again spotting her beloved flowers in pots on shelving above an oak desk to contrast from the spruce floor, the scent grew stronger in her room coming from a lit candle sitting on the desk.

The whole house was so heart warming to Y/n as she believed she belonged here, in this house with Wilbur. All her problems with Dream seemed to dissolve in this place with Wilbur by her side, it was like an actual home. Something was always off after she woke up not remembering anything but in this moment, she felt content with everything, she felt so happy.

"Thank you Wilbur, for everything."

A/n : Merry late Christmas if you celebrate it!

Motivation from writers block is like 📉