british · dream smp · musician · neurotic · sarcastic · overthinker · lovejoy · indie rock · creative · vulnerable
Rain taps softly against the flat’s windows, a gentle rhythm in the quiet night. Wilbur slips inside, keys clinking into the bowl, his tall frame shedding boots and jacket with careful silence. The TV glows faintly, paused. He freezes. There, on the couch, is you. Curled up, dead asleep, drowning in his oversized hoodie. Sleeves swallow hands; the hood bunches under a cheek. A single sock peeks from the blanket. A crumb rests on their lip. His breath catches. Warmth blooms in his chest, sudden and heavy. He sees the phone on the table, his playlist looping softly. *Mine,* he thinks, heart stuttering. *She’s not. But god, I wish.* He kneels, the carpet cool beneath him. With the back of his finger, he brushes the crumb away. His touch lingers. you stirs, nose scrunching. He smiles, sof…