"she plays guitar?" wilbur soot x reader

promise

"Okay, WHO'S NEXT?" Tom screams. "Y/n should go! I wanna know what she got me." Niki screams, looking at me. She knows I wanted to go at a time where all the attention wouldn't be on me. It's not like I'm on the verge of a panic attack, right? So why would it matter, right?

I get up and go to grab a few gifts at a time. "Okay, so... I spent way too much money on this, so I would just really appreciate positive reactions... pretty please?" I say, laughing slightly. I look at the first gift, which I knew was Niki's, and told Tom to go give it to her. She looks excited.

I go give a gift to Puffy as well. Both of them have opposite colour dresses. Niki's is black and Puffy's is white.

Next, I happened to grab three gifts that perfectly match. The Dream Team. I hand the bags out myself, since Tom is carrying a few more bags outside. I hand gifts out most people, including Bill, Ran, Aimee and Guqqie, but now it's time for Tom's gift. It was the only one in a box, since the store didn't advise carrying the delicate disks in a bag.

I look at Tom and very quietly whisper to him "You are the best brother I could've asked for." I absolutely love the guy I've raised him to be. I hand him the box and he seems to light up as he opens it. Ever since I got him the record player he's been begging for records to play on it, but nothing in the store interested him, so this was my best solution.

He happily thanks me a bunch and then calms down a bit. I have one gift left. Unfortunately, it happens to be Wilbur's. I grab the tiny bag and go to Will. He seems happy at the fact I got him something. I lean down and whisper basically down his neck. "Open it later."

He's blushing, but nods. I wink and he completely loses it. I can see it in his eyes that he likes it. He likes when I flirt with him, I know it.

I went back to my little sitting circle.

The next people to give gifts didn't give me anything except for Aimee, Niki and Will. I'm not a part of the SMP, so I'm not surprised, but I'm sad that they raised their hands as "everyone". I'm a nobody to them, aren't I? That's nice to know. Great work, overthinking brain.

Aimee gave me a crochet cat beanie. Niki gave me a crystal necklace representing love. It was rose quartz. Will told me to open it later. I only assume were gonna open the gifts together, then.

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02:47am

A few more people had just gone around and given gifts. I got a gift from Toby, which was nice. It was a tiny glass bottle with our tiny Minecraft skins in it. Me, Tom and Toby just falling through the bottle. It was resin, so we didn't move, but we had been put in the bottle in a way were we were falling. It was a small and very cute keychain. Meaningful, too.

I'm now in my room, waiting for Will. I presumed he'd come here... and he did.

"Hey, Will." I say, sitting up a bit. I was in the middle of my bed, very much craving rest... non-ending sleep.

"Hey. Ready?" he says with a huge smile on his face. He closes and locks the door and I get all sorts of anxious. The only person who did that often was Jared, so flashbacks hit my mind immediately. He notices me tense up. "Sorry, do you wanna unlock it?" he asks, clearly worried.

"No, it's alright. Just... come sit. The curiosity is eating me alive." I say, meaning it. I was nervous to see his reaction and I was even more nervous to open my gift. It was small, just as small as the pick I had gotten for Will. What could it be? I know it's not a pick because I've mentioned before that I don't use picks often at all, and the one I have is from Tom and irreplaceable.

"Okay, let's open on three?" Will asks. "Yeah." I respond, not wanting to wait much longer. "One.." we both grab little boxes out of the miniature bags we had them in. "Two..." we both untie the ribbons on the boxes. The logos were covered, so the suspense was heightened.

"Three!" Will opens his box to see his pick. I had asked for a picture of the both of us. I don't remember when we took it, but he was kissing my cheek and I was holding up a peace sign. It was fucking adorable.

I open the tiny box to see a ring.

"It's a promise ring. It's a promise I want to make to you today, actually..." Will says.

I examine the ring. On the inside, it's engraved with "WPSG". "William Patrick Spencer Gold. A pretty name for a beautiful man." I say, smiling, but covering it with my palm. Will takes my hand away from my smile and kisses it slightly. "You have the most beautiful smile. Don't hide it. Also, I am extremely flattered by the fact you know my full name."

"And I love the pick. I will play with it each gig, I promise." he says as he grabs the ring from my hand and looks directly into my eyes. "I promise to always be by your side. Mentally, always. Physically, whenever I can." he says as he puts the ring onto my ring finger. "It's almost like a proposal, Will, and I love... it." I say, pausing.

I know he knows I love him. I know he loves me.

But we're both terrified, huh?

Either way, we're now in a locked room, alone and drunk.

This will end horribly amazing, huh?

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