[DISCONTINUED] string bean pt. 2 | wilbur soot

After the two of us had gotten ready, Wilbur and I took an Uber to a small place where Tommy wanted to get lunch before we went to do whatever else it was he had planned. Part of me wished we hadn't taken an Uber; Mostly just because we sat together in the backseat in silence. The driver tried to make conversation with us, but Wilbur kept his attention drawn outside his window. This made me feel bad so I wasn't exactly in the mood for small talk. Thankfully, the driver eventually noticed and stopped trying to talk to me, but he never ended up turning on the radio so we were all forced to sit in the awkward silence.

Normally, awkward silence wouldn't bother me. Sometimes people just can't find anything to talk about, so they spend too much time overthinking what could be talked about. This time, though, all I could think about was the guilt I currently felt. I thought that giving Wilbur a bit of space would help him forget about the conversation we had, but now I'm thinking that he probably just thought about it even more since I got ready in his room by myself instead of getting ready with him. Maybe that's why he took such a long time in the shower. God, I feel like an idiot.

When we got out of the car, Tubbo and Tommy were waiting for us outside the restaurant. Tommy ran over to us, giving me a hug and Tubbo did the same as he "introduced" himself, telling me how nice it was to finally meet me in person. The two of them spent a small amount of time talking to me while we were waiting to be seated. I think they could tell something was up with Wil, too, so they didn't want to bombard him.

We all ended up getting a table outside since it was so nice. As I looked at the menu, I realized I wasn't really hungry. Maybe my stomach was too full from the guilt I felt. Still, I looked at Wilbur, who was quietly looking at a menu of his own.

While Tommy and Tubbo were bickering amongst themselves about their menus, I asked Wil, "What do you think you're getting?"

He looked at me, confused. "Huh?" I repeated my question and he shrugged. "Oh. I dunno. Not too hungry."

I frowned a bit. "Me either. Do you maybe wanna get something we could share?"

He thought for a few seconds before he nodded a bit. When he did, I set my menu off to the side and scooted my chair closer to his so we could look at the menu together. I know I easily could've kept looking at my own, but I wanted to try to ease Wilbur's nerves. I just hoped that what I was doing would be able to do that. I didn't know what worked and what didn't with him though.

-

The fettuccine alfredo we shared seemed to bring Wilbur back down to earth a bit. It was either that or whatever Tommy had said to him after he followed Wil to the restroom. As he got up to leave, he said, "I don't even have to piss, but I'm gonna go check on him. He's been too quiet."

Either way, whatever it was, Wilbur was visibly in a much better mood. He was laughing, smiling, and finally trying to be involved in the conversation. And now here we were, walking side by side a few feet behind our friends in this ginormous aquarium. I'd never been to an aquarium before, but it reminded me of the day that the Lunch Club went to the zoo in San Diego. I'd spent the majority of that day with Ted, Schlatt, and Charlie. It'd been a while since I talked to any of them- Well, apart from the rare Discord messages with Schlatt.

I was quickly snapped out of my thoughts when I felt something brush against my pinkie finger. I glanced down and was relieved (and happy) to see that it was Wilbur trying to see if it was okay if he held my hand. I snuck a small look at him. He looked nervous almost. I gave him a soft smile as I intertwined my fingers with his.

He let out a large breath before he looked at me. "You- aren't actually upset with me. Are you?"

"What? No, of course not," I chuckled. "Why would I be upset with you?"

He shrugged a little. "I don't know. The way you replied made me think that maybe you were because why on Earth would you want to live with me? Tommy said that you definitely didn't seem mad with me and I should either forget about it or talk about it, so here we are."

I frowned. "I'm sorry for the way I reacted. You know that I didn't mean it in a bad way. I was just surprised. That's all. And why wouldn't I want to live with you?"

"I have a list." Before I could say anything else, he started rambling, "It could be too soon. You might actually want to live with Travis, Cooper, and Carson. You could secretly think that I'm annoying in person and prefer the long distance we have. I'm an awful boyfriend. I have poor communication skills and I struggle to answer even the simplest of text messages-"

"Woah, woah, woah," I chuckled, interrupting him. "Okay. First of all, I don't think you're annoying in person. I love being able to be with you instead of my phone. Second of all, you aren't an awful boyfriend and your communication skills aren't that bad. You always reply to my texts. I've never sent you something and thought 'Oh, no. Wilbur hasn't replied yet and it's been quite a while.' The only thing stopping me from staying here with you would be the time, money, and work we'd have to put into moving me and all of my things again, but this time overseas. And I'd be leaving all of my friends-"

"I mean, I could always move to America, too. I have the time and the money-"

"Wil, no-"

"We could get a place together. My lease is almost up anyway."

I shook my head. "Let's talk about it later. Okay? Just so you don't make any irrational decisions."

Wilbur shrugged. "Eh, I think they're fairly rational."

"Then impulsive decisions," I chuckled, hugging him. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "I'd love to live with you, Wilbur. But that isn't just something you jump into. We have to talk about it. Okay?"

He nodded again, placing a kiss on the top of my head. "Okay. I'm sorry."

"You have nothing to be sorry for."

"But I was acting weird just because I thought you might be upset- and now I'm jumping into things and-"

I rolled my eyes and kissed him gently, just to shut him up for a second. When I pulled away, I repeated myself, "You have nothing to be sorry for. Okay? So stop apologizing so much."

Groaning, he nodded a bit. "Okay, okay. Fine," Wilbur chuckled, kissing me again and I kissed him back.

He's crazy if he really thinks that I prefer long distance over this. I could stay like this forever. I might've, too, if it weren't for the flash of light I saw from the corner of my eye. We both pulled away to see what it was, confused, only to find Tommy and Tubbo, who had his phone in hand.

Tubbo laughed a bit, showing his phone to Tom. "I think the one without the flash looks better, honestly."

Wilbur chuckled and I just smiled, making a mental note to ask Tubbo for the pictures later.

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