Arms. [ARGbur x Reader]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒: 𝐌𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐤

7:31 PM

"...Wilbur?"

No response.

"Wilbur, are you okay in there? Can i do something?" You felt your hand trembling. You started getting nervous. No, this can't be happening right now. Today went so well, it can't go wrong. I can't even walk in on him right now, that'd be-

...Besides, the door is locked. 

You sigh. "Wilbur, can you unlock the door...?" You hear him get up, and slowly unlock the door, and you stand up. With the doorknob in your hand, you start hesitating. What if he doesn't want you to open the door? You're not gonna walk in without permission, are you?

"You can, you can come in, F/N... I have a towel tied around my waist. It's fine." 

Damn it, Wilbur

You open the door and he's sitting in the corner, on the floor. His hair wet, shaking, wiping his tears hastily. You sat down next to him, and immediately engulfed him in a huge hug. "Shh, lovebug. It's gonna be alright. What happened? Did something hurt you? Was it too much?" Wilbur sobbed with his chin on your back. You felt him shaking, his arms now wrapped tight around your body. "F/N, I don't know. I keep on having this gut feeling something's gonna happen to us, it's like a hunch. I keep on thinking something will seperate us. I can't control my fucking mind, I just want you to be safe and I get these scenario's in my head that twist reality."

You gently pull away from the hug, looking into his gloomy eyes. He's a pretty crier, but he still looks so upset. Tears roll off his porcelain-like skin and it's perfect, but it's so imperfect to see him cry like this again. 

"Wil, is there a reason why you feel like this, is it out of nowhere?" You ask him in a concerned tone. Wilbur hicced as he attempted to answer your question. "I don't, I don't know. I'm sorry you had to barge in, I'm such a mess." You hold his face in your hands and gently kiss his forehead. "You have nothing to apologize for. Can you stand up, love?" He nods in response, and you carefully bring him over to the room the two of you share.

7:50 PM

"Are you feeling a bit better, lovebug?" You and Wilbur were cuddling, this time he gently held you. It wasn't as harsh as when he came back, but you could definitely feel him wrapped around you. He was slightly taller than you, this time not wearing his jacket. The both of you had been quiet until you asked him that question. He groaned in response, the only thing you could really make out of it was "Sunshine". Assuming he said that, you respond to him in a soft voice. "What is it?"

Wilbur sat up, letting go of the position the two of you were in at first. His hair was quite messy, he still had his glasses on, though. He looked like a dork, but he looked normal. A black shirt and sweatpants, he sat crosslegged, half under the blankets. "Are you gonna say something or just sit there?"  You sit upright in front of him in response, confused. 

"Sunshine, I've missed you a lot,"

You look at him in utter confusion. Yeah, you know he missed you. He was gone for 4 months anyways. Wilbur looks into your eyes for a while, before leaning in a bit closer. "Uhm, well," He trips over his words and you lean in closer to him as well. "What is it, love?"