Your reflection (SIMPBUR x y/n)

Your smile is the only smile that isnt overrated ~30~

ᵀ/ʷ:  ᶜᵘʳˢⁱⁿᵍ, ᵃ ⁱᵈᵈʸ ᵇⁱᵈᵈʸ, ˡⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ, ᵗᵃᵈ ᵇⁱᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈ<³

ᴬ/ⁿ: ᴴᵉʸᵃ! ᴵᵛᵉ ᵃˡʳᵉᵃᵈʸ ʷʳᵒᵗᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ᵉⁿᵈⁱⁿᵍ.. ᴼᵒᵖˢ. ʷᵉˡˡ ʷᵉᵛᵉ ᵍᵒᵗ ᵃ ʷʰⁱˡᵉ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ᵇᵉᶠᵒʳᵉ ⁱ ᵖᵒˢᵗ ⁱᵗ ᵗʰᵒ ˢᵒᵒᵒ ᵈᵉᵃˡ ʷⁱᵗʰ ⁱᵗ <³

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3rd pov

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{Name} glanced at her knuckle currently being patched up by Wilbur, the moon light slowly pouring into the tiled bathroom from the window above the toilet.

Silence floated around the room as she swung her leg over the side of her chair.

She looked towards the brunette who had just started humming a song, making her smile a bit and hum along with the man.

He finished wrapping the gauze around the bloodied scrapes, scratches, and cuts, pausing and inspecting her hands.

He bit his lip, scoffing and looking away sadly as he rubbed slow and careful movements in her palm. “I hate how many scares you have on your hands.”

He said making the girl look up at him a bit hurt.

“Are they.. Bad?” She asked quietly, making Wilbur shoot his head towards the girl, looking back like he messed up.

“No no no no no! Not at all! It's just- I just-... I hate that you were hurt so many times, bad enough to leave a mark forever on your skin.”

He said, bringing the girl's hand up and kissing the knuckle that was slammed into the ground repeatedly.

“I don't like hurting things, so sometimes I accidentally hurt myself. I don't get mad often, but when I'm mad, like mad mad, I'm not good with it.”

She laughed a little, looking Wilbur in the eye as he leaned in and put his hand on her cheek, frowning a bit.

“{Name}, currently you are the most important person in my life. The strongest, impowerful, kinest human I've ever made eye contact with. And I care about you, so much.

You're so important to me. And i get, we forget, we go into bad places, but I need you to take care of yourself.

I need you to be just as calm and accepting with yourself, as you are with anyone else.

I understand the reason why you hate yourself, is because you've seen yourself in and out. You've done stuff that wouldn't be considered ‘nice’.

You've made mistakes like all of us, and I promise you would hate the whole world if you knew everyone like we all know ourselves.

But i bet the worst thing you've done is think a bad thought in your head about someone which was completely wrong, but you realized that.

You realized it was wrong and didn't say it outloud. Which makes you better than ALL the mean people in the world.

Mistakes are made by everyone, thoughts have been thought, but in the end, you should treat yourself like you treat me and everyone else. I love you {Name}.”

He finished by kissing her on the forehead, pulling her in for a hug resting his head on top of her own. She slowly returned the hug, her knuckles finally feeling a tad bit better.

That night though she realized that Wilbur, Willam gold himself, was the only other person besides Jared that she didn't feel dirty when comforted.

Didn't feel gross when hugged.

Didn't want to puke when touched after she cried.

And as he walked out of the bathroom, out of her bedroom, and towards her front door, she did something that she never thought she’d do.

“Wait!” She yelled, running up to him and grabbing his wrist making him face her.

With rosy cheeks, and sweaty palms, she made eye contact with the boy making his cheeks light up to.

“Please, please stay.”

He looked down at the pleading girl, heart filled with love, accepted whole heartedly.

And they did what they always did when he stayed over, cleaned themselves up, {Name} in Pajamas and WIlbur in his boxers.

They both layed down with Wilbur slowly wrapping his arm around {Name}, spooning her.

And he felt that spark of electricity he always felt with her as he snuggled into her, loving every moment.

But for the first time, the first time for 6 years,

{Name} felt that spark of electricity in the gut of her stomach too.

No new keys :(
(Finally jeez took you long enough {Name} 30 FUCKIN CHAPTER FOR EVEN THE SLIGHTEST ROMANTIC FEELINGS)