~•Like Me?•~ (Awesamdude x reader)

(5) Put your hand in mine

It had been a few weeks since I got to L'manburg, and things have been going well. Sam has taught me how to speak English. Well, kind of. I can speak a little bit of English, we are still working on it though. I like going to learn English with Sam because, well, Everytime I see him my stomach starts to wiggle again. I've learned to love the feeling of being around Sam, it makes me feel happy.

Wilbur has been acting a little off lately, but I'm sure he will be fine. Tubbo has been awesome as usual, happy, bubbly Tubbo. Tommy has been, well, Tommy. Running around like he owns the place, being an ass to me, and just being annoying per usual.

As I walked down the paths around L'manburg, I tried to see if I could spot anybody. After I had met Sam, we went and said hi to everyone else in L'manburg. Most the people there were very nice and inviting, even though I scared a few with my hissing.

It was a lovely day, the sky was very blue and had clouds everywhere. The grass was a very pretty color of green, and the trees were slowly flowing in the wind. I was wearing black leggings and a hoodie Wilbur let me borrow. It was a very simple outfit, the hoodie only being a solid yellow-y color that I honestly couldn't quite place, but it was good for this kind of weather. The wind blew softly, giving a small chill to the air as I walked along the paths. Every now and again I would see somebody and wave, smiling wide.

It was nice in L'manburg, very nice. The freedom was refreshing and the kindness of everyone made me wanna cry sometimes. I was lost in my thoughts, thinking about anything and everything, when I suddenly bumped into someone.

Y/n- "I-im so....S-sorry! So sorry...."

I looked down in embarrassment, almost forgetting the lesson I had with Sam on how to say 'sorry' in English. I wanted to hide my embarrassment in Wilbur's hoodie, but suddenly got my head raised by a hand on my chin. I looked up a bit to see Sam standing there with his gorgeous eyes fixed on mine.

Sam- "Your fine Y/n. Really."

He laughed a bit, letting go of my chin. I could feel heat rush to my face at his touch, it made me want to laugh with him. So I did. We were there, laughing for a little, until Sam started to speak again.

Sam- "So, where did ya' get that hoodie?"

I could swear I saw jealousy flash in his eyes, but I shook that thought away as I answered him.

Y/n- "Got it f-...from! From Willby."

I almost forgot another word, but Sam understood. I was still learning. I also made the mistake of saying that sentence so happily, and calling Wilbur, Willby. A nickname I had started to call him. I saw the jealousy swish back into Sam's eyes again, except it stayed longer this time, almost forcing me to realize it was there.

Sam- "Ah, I see. Well, if he ever wants it back you could always use one of mine. I really don't care that much."

My eyes beamed. Wearing one of Sam's hoodies?! It made my face heat up again as my heart beat sped up a bit, causing me to smile like crazy.

Sam- "Looks like you like the idea of that."

He laughed a bit, a small shade of red appearing on his face. That's when I got it. They weren't sick, or cold, or embarrassed. They were blushing, at least I think. It's a word Tommy taught me actually, saying he was 'the kind of romance'. It meant someone had feelings for the other, this fact made me nervous. I had seen Wilbur's face when I called him Willby, or really did anything at all, and Sam was the same way, just less of all the time and more on occasion. I didn't completely understand it, but I thought i might ask Tubbo later. I can rely on him.

Y/n- "I-i mean, I'm not opposed to the idea.....is opposed the right word there?"

I asked, genuinely wanting to see if I used such a big word right. Sam simply nodded and continued on with what he was saying.

Sam- "just tell me whenever you need to borrow one. See ya, fraise."

He said as he walked off. My heart skipped a beat at the nickname he had given me. While I could feel more heat rush to my face, I still started to walk back to Tubbo's house. He was becoming sort of a brother to me, so until I built a house I was staying with him.

Although Wilbur objected and said I should stay with him, which caught me a bit off guard, Tubbo won the small argument and decided I stay with him. Even though I was still a bit confused on why Wilbur wanted to be with me every second of every day, it started to all come together once I realized he was blushing, not slowly dieing of hypothermia.

It all made sense now, the way that Tubbo would giggle and look at me like a proud brother whenever me and Wilbur did anything together, the smug face Tommy would have every time me and Wilbur talked, it all made sense. It sent a chill down my spine as I realized I couldn't have the same feelings for him that he had with me. It hurt honestly, he was always so kind to me and helped me whenever I needed help. Yet I was going to break his heart.

Tear's threatened to fall as I thought of his face when I told him I didn't look at him that way. If anything, I saw him as my best friend. Someone I could always count on, someone who would always be there, but not in a romantic kind of way.

As I got closer to Tubbo's house I wondered if I could ask him about it, he probably knew what was going on and how to handle it. Then again, he looked so proud and so happy to see me and Wilbur together, I didn't want to disappoint him.

I slowly knocked on the door, weighing my options. The door opened to reveal a bubbly Tubbo, very happy to see me. He lunged forward and gave me a hug, to which I returned said hug.

Y/n- "Hi Tubbo, I see you m-......missed me. Yeah."

I giggled at my forgetfulness of such an easy word and let go of the small boy.

Tubbo- "Yeah I did! I had just talked to tommy and he said he saw you with Sam, what happened?"

Y/n- "We just talked about a few stuff. He left pretty soon after that."

Tubbo looked at me, confusion glazing over his eyes. He then jumped up a little, as if realizing what he was confused about.

Tubbo- "It's 'things' not 'stuff'. Saying 'stuff' is not correct."

I giggled at yet another mistake, and also the fact that Tubbo loved to teach me things I miss. He corrects me whenever he can, I honestly appreciate it. He's a helpful little bee boy, or goat boy, I'm not really sure anymore. I swear this kid is half bee, half goat, and full adorable.

Tubbo- "It's starting to get a bit dark, we should head to sleep." He let me into the house and started heading for the kitchen. I laid down on the couch, getting into a comfy position. I heard a bit of ruckus from the kitchen and looked over, wondering what Tubbo was doing.

Y/n- "Tubbs? You good?"

Tubbo- "Yeah, just couldn't reach the cups."

I giggled softly at Tubbo being so short, and snuggled back into the covers that i had on top of me. Slowly drifting off to sleep. Today was interesting, and tomorrow I'll ask Tubbo about the whole Wilbur and Sam thing. Hm, I wonder what he'll say...

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A/n:
Heyo, I don't really have much to say about this chapter other than the fact that this love triangle thing-y is fun to write lol. Also, look at dat word count. I'm getting better at writing longer chapters, woo! Anyways, I hope you all have a lovely day/night!^^