꒰꒰ “𖥻 𝙒𝙞𝙡𝘣𝘶𝘳 ▸˙∘

Raindrops tapped gently on the window, their soft patter creating a soothing ambiance as you nestled against Wilbur's warmth. Tears moistened the fabric of his sweater as sadness overtook you. Your grip on him tightened, fearing his vanishing if you released him. Your heart thudded in your chest, threatening to break free. Wilbur's hand caressed your back while the other gently stroked your hair, his confusion evident but his efforts to console unwavering. "What's the matter, sweetheart?" he murmured.