"she plays guitar?" wilbur soot x reader

studio

tw: sh mentions, smoking (does smoking need a tw?)
for the purpose of this book, ash talks

As we step out of the car, Tom and Will seem to hurry. It was snowing outside, and they didn't like it.

I loved it.

December.

I celebrated Christmas with Niki in Germany, but it was soon to be New Years.

January.

My stupid fucking birthday.

I loved and hated winter. I loved the the ice skating, the cold, the skiing, but nothing topped the snow. Seeing little pure snowflakes dance all across the city has been my favourite sight for quite a while now. I hated the celebrations that came with winter, but winter itself was beautiful.

"Y/n?" I hear someone say very close to me. It was Will. He was standing only a few inches away from me and seemed worried as I looked at him. "You alright?" he asks as he places a hand on my forehead, probably checking my temperature. "Mhm." I say. I don't even think my mind registered what had happened.

As we walk to the studio, I hear Tom yell "ARE YOU TWO DONE FLIRTING?" I simply flip him off and continue walking.

As I enter the studio, I feel an incredible warmth wash over me. This I could get used to. I hear faint music in the background. It sounds like a bass... playing a lovejoy song? I look at Tom and he simply says "Ash." Oh, alright. I look at Will. "Oh, there are multiple rooms, so we'll have our own space." he says, knowing what I'm worried about.

He leads me and Tom to the studio we'd be in. It's cozy. Joe passes us and says hi. I've never talked to him, but from what I've heard he's a nice guy. Tom is absolutely in love with lovejoy's music, but he hasn't shut up about their first EP since it came out. His favourite songs are Sex Cells and Perfume, both from different EPs.

I sit down on the couch closest to the door. Tom walks around the room while Will pulls out his laptop. Oh shit, I told him stuff about Tom. He's gonna read it and Tom will know. I wanted to surprise him with the song and I didn't want him to feel like he's been a burden to me.

I can feel my heart start pounding faster and my leg starts bouncing up and down. What? I'm not that stressed about Tom, why am I having a borderline attack? Tom looks over to me as soon as he hears it. He walks over and excuses us both from the room.

"What's wrong? Do you wanna go home?" Tom asks. I feel my eyes grow teary. "No, it's okay. I don't even know why I'm panicking, I'm literally not even that worried about anything." I look at him wiping my eyes. "Y/n, if you want to leave we should. After the last few days, your mental well-being is expected to spiral." Tom says worryingly.

"I- I should be fine. I just... need to pull myself together. I'm gonna go to the bathroom. I don't have anything with me, don't worry. I'm just gonna fix my makeup and clean myself up a bit, alright?" I say to Tom. He looks at me, knowing I'm not telling him something.

"I might need to smoke, or I'm at a risk of a relapse." I whisper, ashamed of my words. Tom gives me a nod and slowly begins to speak. "I'm not a professional, but I think smoking is much better than harming yourself. Just go outside, though. You're an adult, you don't have to hide in a bathroom stall anymore." he laughs.

"For fucks sake... oh, actually, this coat has..." I grab a blade from my coat pocket and throw it in the trash. "that's it. I'll be back in about ten, alright?" I say. Tom gives me a smile and goes back to Wilbur. As I'm heading out of the building, I walk past Ash.

Woah, what?

He has on round glasses and a black beanie. His hair runs past the sides of his face and he has a very nice moustache. He's well dressed as well. He's sitting next to a bass and drawing something on his iPad when he spots me. I awkwardly continue walking, pretending like I didn't just stare at him.

As I walk outside the door, I feel a cold breeze lay over me. It's already stopped snowing? Sad, I would've preferred the snow. I walk for a bit until I spot an alley where I could smoke and go right back. I pull out the box of cigarettes I have in my coat pocket and grab one.

A lighter. Shit.

I'm about to put back my cigarette, when someone comes up to me and lights it. Ash. "Hey." he says with a smile. He has a stunning voice, and his eyes are very pretty up close. "Hey. Ash, right?" I ask, taking a puff. "Mhm. Will said that a pretty girl might be coming here today, but I had no idea..." he smiles.

Wait, hold up, who said what now? He must have another guest scheduled for later. Ain't no way he's talking about me like that. "I'm Y/n." I say, coming back to reality. Ash takes my hand and kisses it. This kind of shit sends warmth all over my body, but my thoughts are preoccupied by Will.

Still, I blush slightly. "Gentlemen." I say. I feel a bit guilty for flirting with Ash, but Will and I aren't even interested in one another, so I don't know why I feel like this. Ash starts up a conversation and it runs smoothly. As I finish my cigarette, I remember that Will and Tom are probably waiting for me, so I ask Ash if he wants to go back yet. We walk back to the studio, conversing.

As we enter the studio, I feel the nice warmth wash over me once again. Ash seems relieved as well. "Hey, could I get your number?" Ash asks, seeming every so slightly nervous. "Sure." I say grabbing his phone and typing my number in. I also decide to tease a bit my naming myself.(you can choose what you named yourself)

Ash seems to be stunned by the name I've chosen. We say our goodbyes and I head down the hall. I can feel Ash looking at me. I get an extreme burst of confidence when I get male validation, but I think thats to due with my daddy issues more than anything.

I walk into the room where Will and Tom should be at, and I see Tom at the keyboard. I enter silently and realise he's singing Sex Cells. His voice is absolutely stunning, it always has been. When we were kids, we won a competition together. I was on the guitar, so got less praise, but it was still awesome.

Wilbur notices me and smiles. I quietly take off my coat and head to where Will is sitting. "Has he always been this talented?" he whispers to me. "Mhm." I quietly hum and nod. I see that Will is working on lyrics. "May I?" I ask, signalling I wanna read them. "Yeah, course'."

I grab the laptop and start reading the lyrics. They're very well written. I can tell that Will is waiting for my reaction to them, so I turn to him. "Eh." I say and watch his face drop. "I'm kidding, they're great. I love the word choice, very profound. It also goes with multiple rhythms, which is great for me since I need to write the melody."

"I got really scared, don't do that, Y/n." Will says a bit louder than before. Tom turns around to see both Will and me completely losing it. "Since when are you back? Also, what took you so long?" he asks. "Oh, I got carried away with Ash. Cool guy, I must say."

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WE LOVE ASH
also, i know he doesnt talk and i originally wanted them to use asl, but... i dont know.