Perfume (Wilbur x reader Part 2)

1.

     I felt something gently shake me. "Hey, wake up, love." A voice softly whispered. I opened my eyes to see Wilbur standing at my bedside with his signature smile plastered across his face, he gently kissed my forehead. "I made you some breakfast." He whispered, I groggily sat up and looked at Wilbur, his curly brown hair just barely covered his forehead and drifted off to the side. "Sorry to wake you up so early, love." Wilbur said with a slight chuckle as he sat at the foot of the bed, I smiled sleepily at him and hugged him, once I felt his arms wrap around me I had remembered something, "Oh, is today your flight, Wilbur?" I asked, he looked down at me and sighed, "Yeah, it's not until the evening though." He said, I felt his arms wrap around me a little tighter.

     Lovejoy had been blowing up recently, Wilbur played at the Our Generation pop-up show two days ago and had been packing so we didn't really have much time to hang out before he had to leave for a month. "I know it's only for a month, Wil-" I started, "Don't remind me, please." Wilbur whispered as he ran his fingers through my hair. Neither of us spoke, we didn't want to admit it but we were both fucking scared of what would happen to us. Wilbur was still holding me in his arms, the sun wasn't even up yet so our room was nearly pitch black, the only light source we had was my phone charging on the nightstand beside us. I reached over Wil and turned the lamp on, "I'll try to call you when we land." Wilbur said as he put his yellow sweater on, "I know, Wil." I replied, Wilbur gently grabbed my hands and pulled me in. Our faces were barely two meters apart from each other, I gently placed my hands on Wilbur's cheeks, his deep brown eyes stared into mine, "What if something happens?" Wilbur asked, I gently rubbed his cheeks and whispered, "Then we'll figure it out, Wil. We always do." A small smile grew on both of our faces before he kissed me, I kissed him back then gently pulled away. "Come on, the food's getting cold." I said with a slight giggle. Wilbur chuckled and led me to the kitchen.

     Wilbur was the sweetest, whenever I was too tired to cook something for us he would do it, and other times he'd just do it as a surprise. Once we had gotten to the kitchen the scent of waffles filled the air, "You made waffles?" I asked excitedly, Wilbur chuckled and nodded before saying, "Yep. I also put some chocolate on top." I hugged Wilbur and grabbed my plate, "Thank you!" I said before quickly scarfing down the delicious waffles, Wilbur chuckled again and ate his waffles. Once we had finished eating the elephant in the room became more clear, "Is Joe coming over today, Wil?" I asked, Wilbur looked up from his phone and thought for a moment, "I believe he is, why?" "Just wanted to know, I'll make him something real quick." I replied, "Y/n, you don't have to." Wilbur said, "I know, but you guys are gonna he having fast-food non-stop for a whole month, you'll miss my cooking." I replied, Wilbur paused for a moment and then said, "Okay, fair point. Could you make me something too then, please?" I laughed a little and replied, "Of course." Wilbur smiled and took our plates to the sink. 

     I looked over at the clock, it was the same one that the band had used for a photograph, the numbers looked like a clipping mask of a rainbow and the body of the clock was a nice shade of white. "3:45. AM" I whispered to myself. Wilbur looked over at me, "Say something, love?" I shook my head and replied, "No, I was just reading the time." Wilbur came over and pulled out a chair beside me, "Oh, alright, is there anything you want to do today?" He asked, while I was thinking he had gently grabbed my hand, my eyes met his and sadness quickly loomed over us. "I really wish you could come with us, love." Wilbur whispered, I gently placed my forehead against his and whispered, "I know, I wish I could too. But work just won't let me." Wilbur placed his arms around my waist, "I love you." He whispered into my ear, his voice was soft and had a slight hint of sadness embedded into it. "I love you too, Wil." I whispered back, he placed his chin on my shoulder and we stayed like that for a moment, not wanting to leave the other.

     After a couple of minutes I looked at the clock again, it still said 3:45, "I think the clock is broken, Wil." I said, Wilbur looked up and chuckled slightly, "Oh, I thought I told you, I haven't changed the batteries in that yet." He said, "Then what time is it?" I asked, Wilbur looked at his watch, "Half past seven." I kissed his cheek and said, "I'll go make something for you and Joe then." Wilbur nodded and got up, "I'll help you." He stated, I smiled at him and walked back to the kitchen, Wilbur followed shortly behind me and helped me cook.

     At about a quarter past ten there was a knock at the front door of our flat. "I'll get it, Y/n!" Wil called out from the living room as he dashed to the front door and opened it. "Joe, hey!" I heard Wilbur say from the kitchen, I poked my head out to see Joe standing at the front door, he was wearing a nice light brown sweater with some beige almost cheetah like prints embellished onto it. "Hey Joe!" I greeted. Joe smiled and replied, "Oh hey Y/n. Sorry you can't come." "No, it's fine." I lied, truth was, I hated being alone, I was practically terrified of it, I would always worry about someone breaking in or just something awful happening. "Did Wil tell you?" Joe asked as he placed his jacket on the hanger, "Tell me what?" I asked, Wilbur had gone to the kitchen to check on the food. "Oh, Wil said that he was planning to have Tom come stay with you for a bit. He knows how scared you get." Joe replied, Wilbur came back from the kitchen holding a cookie, "Hey, you were supposed to wait for that, Wil!" I stated, Wilbur chuckled and replied, "Shouldn't have made your cookies so desirable then." Joe glanced over at me, "I also made you some Joe, come on." I said. Joe nodded and we all made our way to the kitchen.

     Once evening had rolled around, I had asked Wilbur about Tommy. "Oh, sorry, did I not tell you, love?" Wilbur asked as he and Joe finished up packing all the bags into the truck, we had all met up at the studio to get the bags and equipment they wanted before they took off. "You didn't. But I appreciate it." I replied. "Another thing." Wilbur started as he placed his guitar case on the backseat, I looked up at him, "We're going to FaceTime every night we can." He said once he had walked over and placed his hands on my cheeks, his brown eyes were once again filled with a hint of sadness. Mark and Ash stepped out from the back of the truck "Hey, Wil." Joe called out, Wilbur looked over at him, "Yeah." "Truck's all packed up, ready when you are." Joe replied. Mark came over to me, "Long time no see, Y/n." He said. I laughed a little and replied, "Yeah, glad to see you again though." "Can't wait to get to America." "Why's that?" I asked, Mark was about to speak but Wilbur interrupted, "He's real excited about the American burgers." I laughed a little and said, "Take it from me, American burgers have way more fat in them, that's why they're way better." Mark looked at me, "You've been there?" He asked. "I lived there before hopping over here. Get some Red Robbins when you get to the Royal Oak gig." I stated, Mark nodded and got in the driver's seat.

     Wil was the last one to get on, he wanted to say goodbye. "Well-" He started, I quickly made a move and kissed him, he was shocked but quickly wrapped his arms around my waist and kissed me back. "Love you." I whispered, "I love you too." He whispered back before kissing me again. Once we had pulled away he said, "See you in a month, love." "Be safe, that goes to all of you!" I called out as Wilbur got in. Soon enough, they had driven off, leaving me alone.

     Once I had made it back home I got a text from Tommy.

Tommy

Tommy:

Hey! I'll be over in like an hour, got some streaming to do.

I laughed slightly at the text, I honestly forget a lot that Tommy's an adult now, I remember that the first time I had met him he was only 16. I looked around the now lonely room, I sat down on the couch and waited. Around an hour later Tommy unlocked the door and let himself in "Y/n?" He called out, "In here, Tom!" I called back, Tommy stepped in and crashed onto the couch, "What's sup?" He asked, I laughed a little and replied, "Already miss him." "Pfft, he'll be fine." Tommy replied, it already felt less lonely. "Yeah..." I whispered to myself, "Wilbur will be fine."

A/N

Hey! Welcome to part two. Now, I haven't written in a hot minute so it'll be a bit until the story is written well again. Please leave ideas down below because I want to try to continue this for as long as I can!