|| 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢 || ~*Wilbur Soot x Reader*~

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neways on to the chapter

Y/n POV
"guys can we not break my coffee table please," you request annoyed with the two children who have invaded your apartment.

"sorry, y/n," the tall blonde replies.

Tommy and Tubbo have been over for two days to make their stay with you worth the two hours it took to drive up/down to the city you live in.

"hey, y/n?" Tubbo questions from the kitchen.

you sigh and turn your head lazily from your seat on the couch.

"yes?" you respond tiredly.

"do you care if i make some cookies?"

"go for it," you answer. "i have no idea if i have all the ingredients for any though."

"that's fine," you hear him say happily.

as you finally enjoy some peace and quiet, Tommy had decided to sit and play around on his phone instead of helping Tubbo with the cookies, you hear a knock at the door.

groaning you wait a moment hoping that whoever it was would go away.

the knocking is very persistent.

"uh, y/n?" Tubbo looks up at you from mixing the batter. Tommy has also stopped scrolling through his phone to peer at you with a questioning look on his face.

"no i will not answer the door, just be quiet and they'll go away," you state, too lazy to bother with whoever is at the door.

the knocking was gone briefly before coming back, this time accompanied by a voice.

"y/n?"

"HOLY SHIT IT'S WILBUR" Tommy shouts from his seat, hopping up and dashing to the door.

"TOMMY NO!" you shout after him. jumping from your seat and running after him. "fucking, DAMMIT TOMMY, GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE OR NO HOT POCKETS!" you threaten.

he turns quickly abandoning his mission to greet one of his best friends and rushes back to where he was previously seated.

you calmly walk past Tommy and pass Tubbo in the kitchen and stop in front of the door.

shaking out your body, you rub your face and allow a small smile on your lips.

"heyyyy, Wilbur," you say opening the door and peeking out. "what can i do for you this fine evening?"

"uh, well i keep hearing loud bangs and i would like to let you know so that Lucile, the Karen who yelled at you for loud music, doesn't file any complaints. those are a pain in the ass no matter how lenient the landlady is," he says all this while trying to peer around your (small/normal/tall) frame.

"uh, yep, thanks for the warning," you respond.

trying to close the door, Wilbur interrupts you.

"hey, uh, is Tommy and Tubbo here yet?" he asks giving up on trying to sneak a look at your apartment.

you sigh after a moment, trying to not give in and let your smile fall.

"yeah," you say dropping your head and rubbing your temples in a stressed manner. "i love them. i really do, but they have been a pain in my ass. why do they have so much energy?" you question suddenly shooting your head back up to look at him with wide eyes.