My ghostboy.// Wilburxreader

Was it real?

Tommy POV:
Talking about death, especially my death was always hard for me. I didn't like the idea of dying and not knowing where you'd go when i was alive it was scary, but what i've figured out is it's more scary to die and not know why then not know where you're going.

When i died it was just, click and i'm dead. I couldn't have died in my sleep because i woke up, stood up, and fainted. Maybe not fainted, died would be the better word.

It wasn't a heart attack it was seriously just click, bye bye.

I stood in the boys room as he woke up again after i had left his dream it seems he'd just wake up. "I'm sorry." i mumbled. Tubbo looked startled, he whipped his head around. It was like he could hear me.

"We'll talk again Tubbo." i said with a smile, this is how i can communicate with him! I rushed to Wilbur, he was sat on the couch reading a book he looked quite sad.

"Will!" i shouted, immediately grabbing his attention he had a confused look on his face. He stayed quiet to let me continue. "I found a way to communicate with Tubbo." i said sitting beside Wilbur, "How so?" he asked looking back to his book. "Through dreams!" i shouted making him look up from his book, "Really?" Wilbur said looking over to me.

Wilbur POV:
Could it be that i was just in Y/n's dream? I really hoped that i had snuck into her dream, if Tommy can communicate with Tubbo through a dream that means it must've been a lucid dream. For both of them.

if Y/n had the same dream does that mean she wanted to kiss me too? I had to confirm if she had the same dream or not.

I walked, well floated, away from the rambling Tommy and to the note.

Hey Y/n, i had the craziest dream last night and you were there!

I hoped it didn't sound weird to her, and i hoped she had the same dream. I looked around for Y/n, she was in the kitchen cooking something. I was eager for her to write me back so i put the note near her, on the counter. She didn't notice it right away but eventually she did. She giggled noticing how eager i was for her to write to me, she grabbed a pen and wrote back.

No way! I also had a quite weird dream and you were also there. What was yours about?

She put the pen down and went back to cooking, i blushed. I couldn't tell her i tried to kiss her in my dream, i decided to simpilize it, leave out the kiss.

Well, you were in your room and you playing a song that i'm pretty sure i wrote. It was called Jubilee Line, it was something i wrote before i died.

I put the pen down and waited, she looked at the note, read it, and blushed. Did she have the same dream?

I had the same dream! Just at the end of the song we kissed, weird right?

I was right, it was a lucid dream. I had snuck into her dream without knowing even knowing and she was already dreaming of learning my song, how did she know about it? She had never found it, could it be that maybe she only started dreaming when i snuck in? If so that means i somehow transferred the knowledge to her. It was confusing but either way, we almost kissed! Did she like me? I blushed again this time more than the last time.

Yeah i forgot that last part! In my dream we kissed too i just forgot, it is weird.

I think i played it off? Was it obvious i didn't forget that last part? Y/n looked to the note and blushed, i smiled. Hoped raised in me. Hope that she liked me back.

Haha, true! Well i have to keep cooking, talk soon?

I wrote back,

Of course :)

She thought for a moment, hesitating to write for some reason. Then she picked up the pen, almost wrote something then put the pen back down. She waved directly right of her, telling me, goodbye. Though it was really only a wave near my shoulder, it was sweet. I waved back and walked off.

How could i love someone who can't see me?