Wilbur crept into your room quietly, his footsteps barely making a noise as he stepped closer. He stepped closer to your bed, tugging off your blanket a little as he traces your side.

"Sweetheart..~ wake up, we need to talk about what happened at that little party"

Wilbur said, his fingers sending chills down your spine. He was still mad about the guy 'flirting' with you, even though he wasn't flirting at all.