can i ask you a question..?
wilbur soot x reader
have you ever had someone kiss you in a crowded room?
Nights like these had become a common occurrence within your friend group. Both James and Lovejoy had been reaching incredible amounts of success and with their achievements came the inevitable celebrations.
It was fun, it really was, and you were so incredibly proud of the boys for coming this far but sometimes your friends could be a little too much for you.
James had agreed to host the party at his flat this time (a decision he would undoubtedly regret in the morning ) and the guests had wasted no time in making themselves comfortable. The living room furniture had been pushed aside to resemble somewhat of a dance floor and a deafening range of music echoed through the room. Thankfully, everyone seemed to be too drunk to notice the lack of aesthetic to the evening.
Amidst the crowd you could see Tommy throwing himself around to the music, he was a very energetic drunk which is scary considering how hyperactive he can be when sober. Niki stood next to him amusedly, attempting to keep up with his dancing through her laughter.
Slipping away from the crowd, you backed yourself into the corner of the room, letting a smile grace your lips as you watched your friends enjoy their time together. You often found yourself doing this during parties, when everything got too overwhelming you would slip away from it all, content to just watch the happiness that your friends had created for each other. And everytime, just like clockwork, you would be found by a certain tall singer.
“God, who thought it was a good idea to give that child alcohol?” he joked as he situated himself next to you.
“Leave him, he’s having fun!” you chuckled back, the both of you watching as Tom spun himself around, a bright smile present on his face.
“Yeah you're right,” he smiled fondly. “ the question is, why aren't you having fun?” he asked, turning so he was facing you. You mirrored his actions before replying:
“I am, I'm having fun! I just, it’s all a bit..”
“Too much?” he finished.
“Yeah ” You whispered softly. You felt bad admitting it to him, you were to celebrate his band after all.
Wilbur had once admitted to you that he felt undeserving of everything he had gained, that he felt as if he had to constantly be improving and one upping himself to prove that he deserved it all, to prove that he belonged. He’s a stubborn man and despite all your efforts to refute these feelings you knew they stayed buried in the back of his mind.
The silence remained peacefully between the two of you, eyes wandering across the apartment as bodies stayed facing each other.
Unbeknownst to you, brown eyes were trained onto your profile, delicately admiring its features.
“You look really pretty, I've been meaning to tell you that for a while.” Wilbur admitted through a whisper.
“Mmmh, I think youre drunk Will.” you hummed, refusing to meet his eyes. Clearly that wasn't a good move as he tugged on your hand, urging you to look at him.
“Hey, look at me,” he breathed out, pulling you closer “I’m definitely not drunk, I haven't had anything all night. I promise.” The reassurance painted a deep crimson across your face.
“You meant it?” You questioned unsurely. Large calloused hands worked their way over your own, gliding lightly across your arms and up to your face, capturing both sides in between his palms.
“I meant it, you're beautiful.” he smiled tenderly, watching as you returned the action. The flush on your cheeks darkened and you ducked your head, trying to tame the flutter in your stomach. Wilbur laughed softly from above you as he moved a hand under your chin directing your vision back to him
“Come on, don't go all shy on me now!” he taunted.
“Literally shut up, Wilbur” you laughed, pushing lightly on his chest.
“Yeah? Make me” He challenged, and you accepted.
Hands grasped tightly on the collar of a silk white shirt, tugging lightly as scarlet lips met each other.
As soon as it started, it was over. You swiftly pulled away, immediately regretting your actions. You looked up at Wilbur with wide eyes, terrified that you had accidentally crossed a line.
“Will, I’m so sorry, I should have asked, I-” Your profuse apology was cut short as warm lips crashed onto yours, familiar hands cupping your face. This time both of you allowed yourself to indulge into the affection, your hands trailing through unruly curls as one of Wilburs drifted down to your waist, holding you close. Falling into blissful ignorance, you both melted deeper into the kiss.
Unfortunately, your friends were not as ignorant to their surroundings.
“Oi! Get a fucking room mate!” Mark shouted as he walked over to the two of you, Ash trailing behind him. You hurriedly pulled away from the taller man, hiding your embarrassment of being caught by tucking your face into Wilbur’s neck.
“Seriously guys you're gonna act like this in front of us? Have some shame.” Ash exclaimed, the wide smile on his face showing that he wasn't being serious. This only heightened your humiliation, causing you to let out a muffled groan into Wilbur’s chest to which he promptly tightened his hold on you.
“Hey, we were minding our own business! No one said you guys had to get involved.” Wilbur quipped back to his friends. Mark looked at him incredulously before responding,
“It was kind of hard to ignore mate, you weren't exactly being subtle.”
“Yeah and who would wanna miss out on Wilbur finally being kissed by a woman? That kind of thing only happens once!” Tommy very kindly added as he approached the group
“What the hell man?” Everyone laughed at Wilbur's (slightly) feigned offence.
“If you're just gonna make fun of us please tell me so I can leave, this is humiliating.” you spoke up, eyes narrowed at the boys.
“Alright, fine,I'll back off.” Mark joked,putting his hands up in surrender
“No but honestly, we’re happy for you guys, this has been a long time coming,” Ash admitted. The rest of the group happily agreed, all admitting that they had seen the chemistry between the two of you for a while and were waiting for you to act on it.
Sometime during the conversation James had made his way into the apartment, returning from a run to the shop to buy more drinks for his guests. He searched the room in hopes of finding one of his friends and promptly found the group of you huddled into the corner of the room. However, before he could begin to make his way over to you Tommy shot up.
“James! Hey James! Guess what happened!” the blonde bounced up and down excitedly.
“I swear this kid is gonna be the death of me.” Wilbur groaned as he laid his chin atop of your head.
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