Please don't leave again - sbi adoption au

cuddles - 17

Trigger warnings - none mostly fluff wow , you guys are getting a trigger warnings free chapter how nice! Enjoy :) I guess slight bickering??

Y/n POV

 When I woke up... 

I was happy.

The bed was nice and soft, holding me and Wilbur closely while a movie played in the back and my hair was played with.

I closed my eyes and gently rested my head in Wilbur chest and swayed side to side. To and fro.

In and out my breathing was slow.

And I started to forget the real reason why I was up here in the first place. How could I get so upset about something but be so calm now?

I stopped thinking and opened my eyes again; this time however instead of glancing my eyes back towards the screen they wondered - as my mind did - around the room.

The floor was wooden with carpets and rugs all over it. There were little darker patches of stains and some parts where the nails stuck too far up but it was homely. Lived in. Nice.

The gentle pitter patter on the glass directed my attention to the window.

It had started raining more heavily since me and Wilbur got back to the house but I liked the rain, so I didn't mind. The glass having little beads of water collect and slowly fall and fall and fall until they drop to the end for only the process to continue over and over.

The humming from the boy behind me continued as I start off looking for a new thing to catch my eyes.

The guitar. 

Now in its case and tucked away quietly in the corner of the room. The black case littered with stickers and drawings of silly things like a smiley face to a mouse from those films we were watching.

The posters tightly packed in each wall trying to contend with each other but your attention is on all of them at the same time.

There was even a smaller poster with a cat under a big thing. Wilbur said it was an anvil or whatever that is but I thought it was mean to the cat.

The small lamp and desk that resided in the room was overcrowded with college applications and sheet music while a cold cup of tea left a circular mark on one of the many important papers.

Next to the cup was a picture of a happy family. Wilbur, techno , Phil, Tommy and Kristin.

I was slightly sad we hadn't had a photo but moved on quickly.

The dim yellow light from the bulb above us meant that it was the only thing lighting the rather dark room.

A small rumble from the air caught my attention and I shuddered a little bit Wilbur held my right and close whispering sweet things to me.

We stayed like this for what felt like forever but it had to end. No matter how much I didn't want that to happen.

A small knock at the door disrupted mine and Wilbur peace. He moved me to the side leaning me against the duvet and a couple pillows still watching as the princess made her way to her Prince.

Wilbur closed the door and exited the room making it just me and the movie.

I didn't really like being alone so I just tried to concentrate on the movie.

I looked down towards the plate of unfinished food in front of me but quickly avoided it and pushed it aside.

Wilbur POV

 "Dad, what do you need. There's a storm and I don't want to leave them alone in my room for a while. So please. Just be quick." I huffed out, a twinge of agitation in my voice.

"Wil, we need to talk. This isn't healthy. Keeping y/n upstairs. Ignoring my messages . I mean did they even tell you why they were crying in the first place?" Phil asked concern lacing his voice.

I couldn't tell if he was genuine or not.

So I spoke. "What do you mean? Did they tell you. Oh Phil so now I can just translate sign language. Yes I knew techno for a while when he was mute but I didn't pick up lots of it. "

I paused realising what Phil meant.

"Do you-- do you think I need a therapist again? Oh ok you know I got better. You know Phil I don't need to or want to go back -"

" Wilbur soot. Please calm down. Yes I think going back to therapy would help-"

"Help? Help? Help with what!?I'm keeping them safe. They were crying so I was being a response adult and calming them down. It's not like you could do better."

Phil stood there like a deer in headlights.

Wide eyed, silent , stunned.

"Don't you. Ever. Dare say I can't look after a child when I delt with both you and techno. Look at you both now. My sons. Happy and proud. But you still need to consider -"

I walked back into my room and went back over to my bed seeing a balled up duvet.

I sighed and slightly hugged the fabric hoping to feel a small child lean back into me.

But when I did the fabric completely caved in. Revealing just an empty blanket.

I looked around the room with a horrific look on my face.

"Y/n?..."

 A/n

 Hi yeah it's been a while ngl. Very sorry school has been an absolute disgrace and Wilbur uploaded soft boy after how many months like wth???

I know I said I wanted this one to be a longer chapter but it's kinda on the short side. Though I have a drafted chapter for my other story in not really happy with it so hopefully either tomorrow after school I can finish that off and get another chapter out on Saturday or Sunday. How does that seem?

I wanna know how you guys are doing. I mean how has life been? do you like the story? Got any cool random facts you want to share? Go ahead in always listening!

Have a lovely rest of your day my lovely reader!

Eat , drink, sleep , repeat! 

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