𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐱 𝐎𝐂

010

wilbur's pov:

surely i didn't hear that right. Do they like me? no of course not, they couldn't like me.

they slump over and fall into my arms. "your comfy and warm." they mumble, wrapping their arms around me and i hug them back.

do i like them? of course i fucking like them, they're cool, sweet and very pretty. i feel my ears and cheeks get hot.

"I like you too," I whisper, hugging them.

"wanna get coffee?" They look up at me.

"sage, i don't think the coffee shop is open at," i check the time on my phone. "4am."

"Aw man, I was looking forward to some iced tea." they yawn.

"i can pick some up later on the way to your apartment."

"I don't wanna leave." They hug me tighter.

"I can stay with you for a bit."

they hum in agreement and promptly fall asleep.

I honestly think they were not fully awake and the fever was not helping.

I wonder how they're going to react after they find out they confessed their feelings. It might be best to not tell them and wait so they can tell me themself. I fell asleep holding them and playing with their hair.

Sages pov:

i wake up with a really bad headache.

"ugh i feel like shit." i whisper.

i walk to the bathroom and grab the ibuprofen.

i take two out of the bottle and walk to the room and grab my water.

i need something to eat or it will hurt my stomach.

i sigh, i'm already not fat, if i eat i'll get fat again. well it's that or a vomit on an empty stomach and that shit hurts.

i walk to the kitchen and grab saltine crackers.

"sage? you here?"

"yeah i'm here!" i reply, my voice cracking cause my throat is very sore.

"what are you doing?"

my stomach drops.
He thinks you're fat! your a fat bitch no one likes you! he's pitying you!!

"eating a cracker." i mumble, taking another sip of water.

"that's good, wanna get coffee on the way to your house?"

"sure!"

we walk out and i feel like passing out. it's cold and raining, i haven't eaten or showered. it's going to be a long day.

ny vision spins and i held onto his hand for support. i see his ears get red but he doesn't let go. "are you ok?" he asks, concern in his voice.

"yeah i'm fine, just tired, i kept waking up." i lied, well partly, i did wake up a lot with nightmares.

i climb into the passenger seat and sigh.

wilbur gets in and starts the car. "want some music?"

"sure," i reply.

"you can pick something." he hands me his phone.

i play 'reflections by the Neighbourhood'.

"ooh i like the neighbourhood!"

"me too." i smile.

we get to the coffee shop and he asks for my order. "i'll take a iced green tea."