Cold and Warmth | Jschlatt x Wilbur

Chapter 8

•Schlatt•

I woke up under a fluffy grey blanket and on a certain someone.

I was still plagued by sleep, so I honestly just snuggled closer, choosing to deal with his teasing later.

He wrapped an arm around my waist, but shortly started speaking.

"Get up, I'm going to make breakfast."

I didn't budge.

"No..I don't feel like it."

He laughed and then got up, but picked me up and carried me to the kitchen.

He started taking out some ingredients and began cooking.

I was just scrolling through my phone, specifically on Twitter, when I found an...interesting tweet about me.

'Why did Schlatt have to come back to streaming, Jesus it's kinda annoying ngl'

I stared at it for a while, just thinking about it.

Why the fuck does it matter?

It all I could come up with.

"Schlatt, here you go!"

He handed me a plate with French toast and eggs.

"Thanks."

I mumbled.

"Hey Schlatt, I was wondering if maybe you wanted to go to the amusement park like thirty minutes up?"

I nodded my head and continued eating.

"Aright, lets get ready."

I finished eating and put my plate in the sink, heading up to the bathroom.

I walked in just as Wilbur put a towel around his waist, indicating he just got out.

I hurriedly shut the door.

"God! Sorry!"

I kept apologizing over and over again, as I stood outside the door.

He walked out and started laughing.

"What!?"

I asked.

"You look as red as a tomato!"

"Stop!"

I said, just getting in the bathroom to take my shower.

Thank god he took cold showers, because that meant I got to take warm showers.

After I took my time in there, I got out and put the towel around my waist, then brushed my hair and teeth.

I walked out, nearly running into Wilbur.

"Ah, funny seeing you here Schlatt."

He joked as I playfully punched him in the shoulder.

I pushed passed him into my room where I decided on a black shirt and baby blue ripped jeans.

I walked out, and waited my the door for Wilbur.

"WILBUR, WHAT THE HELL IS TAKING SO LONG?"

I yelled to him.

He came downstairs with a rose and smiled goofily.

I couldn't help myself and I smiled too.

We got in the car as we headed towards the amusement park.

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Soon enough, I saw a Ferris wheel above some buildings, so I knew we were here.

We got out of the car, paid for our tickets, then went to explore the place.

It wasn't packed with people, so that was good for my social awkwardness.

Wilbur pointed towards a spinner ride, the type that goes super fast in a circle, and dragged me towards it.

"I swear to god, this will be terrible."

I muttered.

We got on and I was about to complain, but saw how happy Wilbur looked, so I decided against it.

It started going and subconsciously I grabbed and held Wilbur's hand.

After a couple more spins, the ride started slowing down, the coming to a complete stop.

We got off and Wilbur started giggling.

"What?"

I asked, genuinely curious.

"Do you like holding my hand?"

Only then I realized what I was doing and quickly let go.

He stopped and looked me in the eyes, before holding my hand and walking.

I blushed, but I didn't say anything about it.

Soon enough, we walked towards a cotton candy booth and Wilbur bought us both some.

We headed towards the Ferris wheel, the last event of the night, and decided to get on.

Soon enough we were at the very top, looking out at the setting sun.

We stopped, which would last two minutes and looked at each other.

We both held the gazes, before Wilbur came and closed the distance between us with a kiss.

I closed by eyes, not caring about anything at the moment, and enjoyed it.

After a bit we broke apart and the Ferris Wheel started moving again.

I was probably a flustered mess, but Wilbur just kept smiling his goofy smile.

It's like he short circuited or something else, I don't know.

"Hey, uhm Schlatt, I really like you, so do you think we could do this more often?"

I nodded.

"Took you long enough."

Is all I said before kissing him once more.

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Sorry for the short chapters!

I'm trying my best to think of ways to continue this story.