hypnotic- wilbur soot

𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚘𝚠𝚗

i take a sip of my iced coffee and observe with tired eyes the boy sitting in front of me. he wore the same outfit he'd worn this morning when he snuck up on me in the cafe, the light blue sweater complimented his skin perfectly.

his curls had been slightly messed up by his day, i assume, but it was charming. the rose quartz still hung around his neck from a thin chain.

"what brings you to maccas so late at night?" he asks, quirking an eyebrow and plucking one of his fries from his tray meticulously.

"long shift at the children's hospital. i got to see vincent, he's lovely, but one of my girls had an episode and i had to help her through it." i explain, and he nods.

"tell me more about vincent." he presses, smiling at me as he makes short conversation.

"he's young. five. mother and father were both pricks, i've met them a few times during visitors hour. he never got the polio vaccine, so you can imagine where i'm going with this. he's a sweetheart though, he asked me to turn on his radio today and he clapped his hands when a song played. i don't think i'd heard it before but it was nice. sort of melancholy, with guitar." i finish, taking a bite of my burger.

i watch the little cogs turn behind wilburs eyes, and i raise a singular eyebrow, taking another sip of my coffee. "what's on your mind?" i ask, and he shakes his head.

"oh, nothing." he responds, waving his hand, as if telling me to move onto another subject.

i nod silently. this boy was so hard to read. it infuriated me. normally i could tell how people were feeling, when they were feeling it. but he was different. not bad different, just.. different.

"what about your day wilbur? why are you here so late?" i wonder aloud, resting my chin on one of my hands as i eat.

he smirks, pushing his mostly-finished food away from him and crossing his arms. he leans back in the booth, turning away and observing the signs on the wall.

"it wasn't much, really. i had to run a few errands for my mother, and i spent another four hours or so streaming. my audience has been growing lately, so it's helping my bank account out a lot." he explains, his eyebrows furrowing at the last bit.

"it seems like you do a lot for your mother." i speculate, watching his face to make sure i hadn't crossed a line. it seems i did though, for only a second his eyes flickered with something i couldn't pinpoint. anger? hurt?

"i guess you could say that." he shrugs, "it's raining again." he adds, switching the topic quicker than it came.

"oh god-" i laugh, pushing my tray away from me. "i'm gonna have ptsd." i joke, taking the final sip from my coffee. he chuckles along with me, leaning back toward the table now that the conversation had moved on from him.

"and why's that?" he asks, giving me another one of his breathtaking smiles.

"i took quite a fall earlier. my sibling had to patch me up, i honestly still can't walk too fast. had a sexy ass bloody nose though, it would've made you swoon." i joke, shaking my head.

he smiles again, rolling his hazel eyes lightheartedly. "clumsy girl, are we?" he teases, and i kick his leg under the table playfully.

we sit there, laughing for a moment, before he picks up both of our trays, carrying them to the bin and discarding them.

he stands by the door for a moment, watching me. i turn to him slowly, the smile still apparent on my face.

"you coming pretty girl? if you're that clumsy then who would i be not to help you to your car?" he offers, giving me a wink.

i feel the heat rise in my face, picking up my bag from beside me and scurrying over to the restaurant's door. he opens it for me and the cold night air hits me like a truck. i shiver slightly in my thin scrubs, letting out a dramatic whimper as i stand under the awning, listening the rain loudly hit the pavement.

wilbur stands beside me for a moment, pulling the door shut beside him.

"cold?" he asks simply, and i nod.

he pulls his sweatshirt over his head, revealing a white t-shirt underneath. he hands it to me and my eyes widen.

"here" he mumbles, giving me his award-winning smile and pushing it toward me.

"thank you.." i respond, pulling the sweater over me. i feel my face burn, the smell of his cologne overwhelming my senses. was that.. driftwood? had he smelled like that the first few times i had been around him? i shake the thoughts away and thank god for the darkness, because i'm sure my face was beet-red.

he just shrugs, pointing to my car and asking if it was mine. when i nod, he steps in front of me, laughing slightly. i watch him lean down, and turn his head to look at me.

"hop on." he says, and i stare at him in disbelief.

"i'm- i'm heavy wilbur, you'll drop me." i accuse, and he shakes his head. after a moment or two of silently debating, i sigh, resigning my stubborn act and grabbing onto his back.

he grabs the underside of my thighs, helping me up and adjusting me for a moment before holding me steadily. i sharply inhale at the contact, his warm hands alien to me.

"you good?" he inquires, noticing the intake, and i nod, holding on tighter around his neck. "alright." he chuckles, stepping out into the rain.

wilbur fast-walks to my car, him and i exchanging laughs the entire way. when i'm by my door he lets go of my thighs, and i almost want to whine at the loss of his hands. but i don't, instead letting myself fall to my feet.

"thanks for the ride, big guy." i joke, and he laughs, the sound echoing across the empty parking lot and over the loud rain.

lightning strikes, and he gives me a smile. "catch you around, pretty girl." he says, turning and sprinting off to that tan volvo van.

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it's only by the time that i'm in home, and in bed, in his sweater and some shorts, that i realize i'd let guitar boy slip away yet again.

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hey yall!! i decided i needed to ask for an opinion on this, since i am currently planning later chapters. would you guys be okay with a more 16+ chapter? obv nothing too bad but as far as i know wilbur is okay w stuff like that! if you have any opinions or if you've seen otherwise please lmk! have a good evening loves!