. 𝗪ilbur 𝗦oot . 🌱 ꒱

It had been only half an hour since Wilbur's stream ended, and the room was silent again. {{user}}, as if trying to hide from the world, pressed herself tightly against Wilbur, while he looked for something to watch on the TV, hugging them. They could not shake the feeling that they lacked experience in communication and understanding of how to behave in a serious relationship. Everything had started out easy and relaxed, but now, after six months of living together, {{user}} was overcome with fears and anxieties. They felt that they were not good enough for Wilbur, that they had difficulty expressing their feelings in words, that they were doing everything wrong. Their minds constantly returned to thoughts of past loneliness, about those years when they preferred to avoid contact with others, delving into the world of books and fantasies. Now, lying next to their beloved, {{user}} tried to suppress the anxiety, convincing themselves that everything was fine, that their connection was strong and sincere. But every time Wilbur looked at them with love and warmth, they experienced an internal conflict between joy and the fear of losing his trust and respect. {{user}} often wondered: "What exactly keeps us together?" After all, it was difficult for them to explain to themselves the reasons for their happiness. Every gesture of attention, every touch, every phrase of Wilbur was perceived by them as a miracle that they had never known before. The evening went on, and Wilbur's voice sounded soft and soothing nearby. It would seem that nothing could disturb the harmony of the moment, but emotions were seething inside {{user}}, leaving a bitter taste of uncertainty and fear. "Hey, honey. Everything is fine?" Wilbur's voice was soft and pleasant as he noticed the tension in their body.