Painting Counties Blue! ○ Wilbur Soot × Reader

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"Hmm?" She replies groggily as she rubs at her eyes. I chuckle.

"You need to tell us how to get to your place. Don't worry, you don't need to walk, but you need to tell us where to go" I explain. At this point she's a lot more awake then she was before. She nods and points down the street.

"That way" She mumbles, leaning back into my chest. I nod and take my former place, walking beside Ash.

Eventually, we make it to a corner.

"What way, N/n?" Ash asks, using a playful nickname I find myself to be rather fond of. Y/n scoffs before replying.

"Cross the street, then go straight a little more." We follow her directions until she tells us to stop and directs us down a small, dimly lit alleyway, although it seems to be more of a walkway between buildings, or a small street, because the doorways are lit, and warmly decorated, even having mailboxes or small garden troughs.

She points us to a bare, sad looking door a little further ahead to our left. This one doesn't have a mailbox. Nothing but an old lamp and a well-used doormat. She leans out from my hold slightly to punch a few numbers into the keypad that locks the door, and then it swings open.

Y/n leans back in, safely in my arms again. As we enter the room, I look around. It has a couch and a sofa in the middle, along with a coffee table between them on top of a worn rug. All four of the outer walls are stacked with what looks to be mini lockers—mailboxes.

Y/n points us over to an elevator, and pushes a number, the uneasiness of the elevator moving quickly sets in my stomach for a short amount of time before the doors open again into a small room with two doors, one to our left, and one to the right. We step into the room, and I set Y/n down.

She walks to the one on the right and pokes a small silver key into the lock, turning it until it clicks, then turning the nob and pushing the door open.

"I don't have a spare room so someone can take the couch—"

"I'll take the couch" Ash interupts.

"—And the other can share my bed" She finishes awkwardly.

"Alright. That's no problem" I reply. I tell myself that I'm not going to make a move for Lee's sake, but now I'm sharing a bed with her.

She leaves down the hall to get something. I look straight at Ash who sprawled out on the couch, looking straight back at me with a mischievous smirk.

"Good luck" He whispers the second before Y/n returns, spreading a blanket over him and lifting his head to tuck a pillow underneath it.

My phone begins to ring, I pull it out of my pocket, examining the caller ID before answering with a sigh.

"HI WIL!! WHEN ARE YOU PLANNING TO STREAM NEXT!!?" He screamed so loud, that it would be classed as earrape, and I'm sure both of the others heard him too.

"Tommy, what the fuck. Why are you calling me at this time of the night?" I ask.

"I just said, Wilbur Soot. Answer my question" He replies. My brows knit in annoyance.

"Maybe tomorrow night? I've just been out drinking, so I might have a hangover" I ramble.

"I want to drink with you one day Wil. Like brothers. What do you plan to stream?" He asks.

"Don't say that, I will cry. Geoguesser."

"Play minecraft with me instead" He demands.

"Fine.—beep—" He doesn't get the chance to say anything else before I hang up.

"You stream?" Y/n asks casually. I nod.

"Swaggers. Do you have much of a following?"

"I'd say so" I reply, putting my phone back in my pocket, and fiddling with a string that is unraveling from my sweater.

"Hurry up and leave so I can sleep" Ash mumbles. Y/n rolls her eyes and playfully wacks his shoulder that lays under the blanket that she'd draped over him. She leans down to fix the blanket at his feet, and tuck it around him, before carefully taking his glasses off, and pulling the chain over his head. She also pulls off his beanie, and sets them both on the coffee table.

"Thanks, Y/n" He smiled up at her. She smiled back and ruffled his hair as she walked past. I feel extremely jealous, though I couldn't tell you why.

"Y/n?" I call out before she walks down the hallway. She looks up with a welcoming gaze, waiting for my request.

"Could I please have some water?" I ask. If you drink loads of water before you go to sleep, it stops you from getting a hangover.

"Oh, yep" she yawns, leading me to the kitchen. She opens the fridge and pulls out a bottle of water. She yawns again as she turns to hand it to me. I take the bottle from her.

"Thanks" I mumble, unscrewing the top and tipping it to my mouth. She simply watches. I place the water on the bench with the lid and turn back to her, taking her hands.

I look back at her, she doesn't flinch, nothing. After a minute she squeezes my hands. I sigh.

"Why do you stare at me?" I ask her, never breaking eye contact.

"Why do you stare at me?" She shoots back.

"Because you stare at me" I smile at her.

"Maybe I just want to stare at you" She shrugs.

"Okay, but why?" I push, taking a step closer to her. She continues to look up at me.

"Because you're pretty" she replies innocently. I'm sure even in the darkness she could see my blush.

"Why do you hold my hands?" She smirks, turning the accusations onto me now.

"Because I like to" I shrug, taking another step forward. She stands her ground.

"OkAy, BuT wHy!?" She mocks. I shake my head with a small smile.

"Oh shut up" I nudge her with my elbow, still holding her hands. It's then when I realize how close I am to her. Her smile blinds me.

"You wanna know why I hold your hand?" I smirk, looking down at her, my chin almost able to rested on her head.

"Mm.. I dunno..." she grins.

"Hurry up and go to bed!" Ash calls from the couch.

"Nevermind" I grin, she playfully glares at me. I need to get my shit together, Lee likes her. I'm not that much of a dick.

"You should drink some water too. It'll help with your hangover" I utter, putting the lid back onto my water bottle. I realize that I could've just refilled my own water bottle instead of stealing hers, but oh well.

"I'll pass, I'd rather not be up for the rest of the night pissing" She giggles.

"Alright" I say, shrugging. She'll regret it.

"Night, Ash" I mumble as I walk past.

"Goodnight" Y/n smiles.

"G'night guys" He replies tiredly.