Perfume (Wilbur x reader Part 2)

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(Sorry for not posting. I got signed out and lost my password lol)

     Everybody had butterflies in their stomach over tonight's show, Will barely atw his breakfast this morning because he was so nervous. Over the last few shows we've had some close calls with the technological side of things like the mics cutting out or the soundboard just breaking during rehearsal so that wasn't really helping with everything, we also woke up later than we were supposed to so everybody was running behind. Usually we only had to deal with Joe almost being late, but now it was everybody. 

     "I swear I had an alarm set!" Will reiterated for the tenth time at this point as Mark "scolded" him, it wasn't really scolding but more like a joke that had been said too many times. 

     "Knock it off you two," I interjected as the van hit a small bump on the highway, Wilbur looked over at me and huffed a bit as he leaned back in his seat. Mark gave him a slight glare to which I quickly gave him a side eye for, Mark then looked away and went back to scrolling on his phone.

    There were quite a few "fights" like this since we got on the road, again these weren't really fights but more like siblings arguing with each other. "I swear I did," I heard Will mutter under his breath, "Okay Will, let's move on," I suggested while I placed a hand onto his shoulder, he glanced down at my hand and gently took it into his as he nodded and looked out the window again. 

     We had been on the highway for a while now and had been on the road in general for nearly a month, I understood why they were all getting a bit peeved at each other since they had been basically stuck with each other in a different country for gigs. Wilbur ran his thumb back and forth across my knuckles as he appeared to be in a deep thought, his dark curly hair was off to the side today and quite fluffy compared to what it usually was. Since we were really running behind he had put on his black and white striped t-shirt, a pair of black leggings, and was wearing his purple socks with his black shoes. 

     He noticed my stare and let out a chuckle, "Yes, love?" I smiled a bit and whispered, "What are you thinking about?" A soft blush painted across his cheeks and the lens of his glasses fogged up a bit as he mumbled, "I-It was nothing." I narrowed my eyes at him and softly pleaded, "Please? It looked like you were deep in thought." 

     After a moment he let out a sigh and looked at me, "It was you," he whispered as he began to run his thumb across my fingers, his touch was gentle and comforting. "What about me?" I whispered, Wilbur looked at me with his deep brown eyes, it was a look I was quite accustomed at this point since we had actually started dating, a look full of love and admiration, "Just how we met and stuff, the boring stuff." He joked quietly, I felt a smile appear on my lips as I whispered, "Must've been a good thought then." 

     I felt a tap on my shoulder and when I looked I saw Ash holding his iPad, he had been drawing since we got on the road and he hadn't really looked up since. I asked if I could see it to which he nodded and showed me what he had been working on, it appeared to be a cute little ghost town. I honestly admired Ash's work, he had made the art for Pebble Brain and the logo for the Sorry Boys and in general, his artwork was amazing. 

     "Looks amazing Ash, keep up the great work." I approved with a smile, Ash smiled back and quickly went back to drawing. I watched quietly for a few moments, he was wearing a black beanie over his long dark brown hair which matched his black t-shirt and shorts, and of course he was wearing his classic flower socks with his black shoes. 

     I glanced back over at Will who had pulled out his Tamagotchi and began to play with it, "Do we still have the same opening band?" Joe asked as he placed his headphones on his lap, he was wearing light blue jeans and a royal blue cardigan that was over a light gray t-shirt, he too had black shoes on. His dirty blonde hair swooped to the side as he spoke.