Wilbur Soot Angst

Please come out

This is dreambur + sapnap-
idk any ppl to ship wilbur with for the sake of relationship angst🧍‍♂️
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They were fighting. It had been going on for awhile now, and was starting to get bad. Wilbur didn't know why they were fighting. He was just editing a video when they started. At first it was just slightly annoyed banter, but it soon turned into full on yelling. It was the first time Wilbur heard them truly fight.

Wilbur sat there through it all, hands clutching his shirt. He already hated arguments, it always brought back stuff he wished to forget. He couldn't do anything to stop it so he just sat there. Maybe they would stop soon. He had tuned out the conversation long ago, only hearing loud voices.

Wilbur's head snapped up as Dream shoved Sapnap backwards, causing him to stumble. Sapnap quickly retaliated by hitting Dream. It was a loud slap across his face. Then there was a long pause where the two realized that happened. Wilbur had hope it would stop, but Dream erupted in yelling. He called his partner all sorts of evil things. Things that would have to be sorted out later on. Wilbur could feel tears well up in his eyes.

There was a crash as Sapnap shoved Dream into a bookshelf, causing books to fall out. Wilbur heard himself yelp. Both boys looked at him immediately. Sapnap dropped Dream and started to walk towards him. Wilbur backed further into the couch, stuck in a panic attack. He glanced around the room, trying to find an escape, but when he looked back up it was no longer his partners. It was the face of his exes. He froze up. They looked angry.

No. Oh no no no no no. Oh god they were gonna get mad again. Run. Run now. Hide.

Wilbur blurted out panicked apologies and got up, making a run for it up the stairs. He heard shouts behind him, only making him run faster. His mind was racing with ways to hide. Ways to avoid getting hit. His eyes landed on his bedroom door and he bolted in, closing and locking the door before sliding underneath his bed. It was a tight fit but he could just about squeeze under.

As he sat there, running his hands through his hair and sobbing, he heard banging on the door.

"WILBUR!" A voice yelled. It sounded like his ex. It was loud and angry. "COME OUT HERE" The voice screamed. The banging on the door got louder.

Wilbur curled into a ball and covered his ears, wailing in fear. He thought he had gotten out. But it was happening again.

The banging continued on for awhile. So when it finally stopped Wilbur was confused. He looked out towards his door to see it open. Two pairs of feet walked into the room, going in different directions as they seemed to look around. One pair walked up next to the bed and paused. The person got down on their knees, making Wilbur start to panic again. They found him.

"Wilbur?" A voice said. But this one was different, it was soft. It no longer sounded angry. No that couldn't be right. Wilbur curled up tighter somehow.

"Wilbur please come out." It was a different voice that time. Though they were soft, Wilbur found himself scared to listen.

"I'm sorry Wil, we're done fighting can you come out?"

"Wil please its okay." They continued talking. Both trying to coax him to come out from under the bed.

It was awhile before Wilbur calmed down enough to listen. But eventually he opened his eyes to look at the owners of the voices. Instead of the angry faces of his exes he expected, he was met with his partners. Both looked worried and guilty. They were laying down to look at him. He slowly brought his hands down from his hair and straightened his body.

"Hey Wil." Sapnap said, sounding relieved. He slowly held a hand out to Wilbur. "Do you want to come out?"

"We're done fighting." Dream spoke up.

Wilbur hesitated, but took the hand in front of him. He tried to drag himself out to his partners but was stopped.

"Guys? I'm uh i am stuck." He said in a raspy voice.

"What? Really?" Dream asked, his voice laced with amusement.

"No really I can't move." The room burst into laughter. Both of his partners just about died. But really they both wheezed like they were going to pass away. Wilbur covered his face, embarrassed. "Just help me out."

They got Wilbur out from the bed and hugged, apologizing to each other and Wilbur. Wilbur finally opened up about his past relationship to them. Telling them why he reacted the way he did. Maybe they could help him through it now.
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Random: Do you guys see my writing as messy or good? I genuinely want to know since i don't consider myself a writer. I do mostly write these for myself though. A lot of them are very rushed.

Also there are many people talking about reading my stuff very late at night which i think is funny because i write all this stuff at 3-4 am. Do any of us sleep?