Therapy, intrusive fans
Yn POV:
I woke up with Wilbur's arms still wrapped around me tightly. I try to get out of his grip but he ends up just pulling me closer which made me blush. "We need to wake up" I say. " 10 more minutes" Wilbur groans. God his morning voice was so hot. " Fine" I say and give in. After a while we both get up and go to eat breakfast. I drink my coffee (or whatever drink you like) and scroll through social media. " Wait Yn don't you have therapy today" Wilbur says. " Oh shit yeah!" I say and run up to my room to get ready while he just laughs at me. I quickly pull out a hoodie and jeans and do some light make up.
The outfit:
I run downstairs and out the front door. Therapy was the only place I was allowed to go alone but I also had to put my exact location on. I jump in my car and start driving. I could always drive but Tommy always does since he needs to practice it more. I finally make it. I sigh and get out of the car. I walk in through the doors and knock on her office door. We talk for about half an hour. I always get emotional about these subjects so I start tearing up. "So I think we're just going to wrap it up here. We'll continue where we left off next week" my therapist says. " Ok bye" I say and leave the room. I enter my car and immediately burst out into tears. I hated therapy so much. After about 20 minutes I decide to drive back home since Tommy must be starting to get worried about me. I stop at the red light still crying a bit and see something flashing in the corner of my eye. I look around and see the car next to me with their phone out taking pictures of me. I should've gotten tinted windows. I waited and waited for the traffic to go but it doesn't seem to get smaller. I parked my car in the nearest parking spot and decide to walk back home it wasn't that long of a walk anyways. I start walking while scrolling through social media when I see a viral post of me crying in my car. People just don't understand personal space do they. " YN!!!!!" I hear someone scream. I look up and see a huge bunch of people running to me and taking pictures of me. " YN CAN YOU SIGN THIS! YN CAN YOU TAKE A PHOTO WITH ME!" they start yelling at me and surrounding me. I was trapped. I start to panic I always hated small spaces. Flickering lights were everywhere blinding me. I tried to push them out of the way but it was no use. They kept pushing and shoving me. Jeez these fans were crazy. I wondered when this would stop but it didn't seem to stop any time soon.
I felt something grab my arm and drag me through a small gap in-between the crowd. Thank God I was starting to get away from them. I looked at the person dragging me and saw Wilbur. We ran until we were out of breath. " I think we lost them" Wilbur says puffing. " Yeah thanks" I say exhuasted. " Are you ok?" He says. " Yeah I'm fine how did you know I needed help" I say. " There are so many photos of you all over social media" he says. " Oh" I reply a bit disappointed. " Come on, Let's go home" he says and takes my hand to comfort me. We walk in peace after all that noise. We make it back home and Tommy comes running to me. " Omg Yn are you ok!" Tommy says. " Yeah I'm fine" I say. 'Someone is going to drive you and drive you back from therapy now" Tommy says. " Really Tommy I literally cannot go anywhere without someone coming with me?!" I say. " Yes! Every time you were out alone something bad happened and we had to come rescue you" Tommy says. " Whatever" I say and walk to my room.
I ate dinner in my room and scrolled through social media. I looked at my friends post and saw they got a new car. I always liked cars since I was young. Maybe it was time to get a new car, Its always been my dream to get a cool fancy car. I looked up the closest car shops and decided to go there tomorrow. I put away my dishes and go ready for bed. I hopped into bed and got excited over the thought of having my dream car tomorrow. While thinking for a while i dozed off and fell asleep.
That's the end of Chapter 9! I hope you enjoyed and please remember to eat, drink and take care of yourself! ALSO TYSM FOR 1K VIEWS I LUV U ALL SO MUCH BYEE❤️❤️
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