|| 𝙷𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚢 || ~*Wilbur Soot x Reader*~

Wanna hang out?

Wilbur's POV

He stares at the screen lighting up his room trying to gather the courage to send the text.

CHILD

You
Hey, I haven't really said much about this, but you seem to have noticed my feelings for Y/n. I was hoping you could share her number with me so I could set up a date sometime.
Or just to talk more there's no need to rush anything, sorry.

CHILD
wilbur
my main man
my brother
my dude
if you break her heart ill break your neck
xxx-xxx-xxxx
dont fuck this up

~*~*~*~

Wilbur sighs as he realizes how horribly that could've gone if Tommy wasn't such an understanding person.

standing from the chair he had been sitting in front of his desk he wonders over to his kitchen to grab some lunch.

as he walks he tries to think of a good opening message to send to Y/n so that he could come off as interested but not overly enthusiastic.

Y/n

You
B46

Y/n🌼
huh?
i'm sorry who is this?

You
my bad i thought this was the vending machine cause you look like a snack

Y/n🌼
oh
ok then
again who is this?

You
wilbur
your brothers best friend

Y/n POV

you chucked your phone across the room.

holy shit

holy shit

holy shit

~*~*~*~

this can't be real can it? there is no way on gods green earth that Wilbur just opened up messages with you by using a pickup line. and a crappy one at that.

you jump from where you had previously been seated on your bed and dash to grab your phone.

making your way back to your bed to lie down you open up the messages.

xxx-xxx-xxxx

xxx-xxx-xxxx
hello?
y/n?
this is y/n right?
Tommy didn't give me some random number rigth?

You
no yeah this is Y/n
uh
tommy gave you my number

xxx-xxx-xxxx
yeha
i asked for it
i hope he doesn't get n trouble for that

You
nah it's fien
i wouldve given it to you eventualy
neways
did you need something

xxx-xxx-xxxx
ah yeah
i was just wondering if you wanted to hang out sometime
we had talked about it before but you had that sleepover with the two nuisances at the time so we postponed it

~*~*~*~

yet again you almost threw your phone at the wall across from you, however, you managed to restrain yourself and kept the electronic clutched in your sweaty palms.

internally screaming you send a quick message to Charolette to tell her what was happening. you had updated her a couple days ago about how your heart started beating quicker whenever Wilbur was around, or how you got butterflies whenever his leg brushed yours, or how much you loved to see him smile even if it was making fun of you (in the joking way of course) and she had let you know that that meant you were violently in love with the man.