Song inspiration is As The World Caves In by Matt Maltese
TW: End of the world, angst, acceptance of death
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{3rd person POV}
A soft knock on my door shook [Y/N]'s thoughts as they turned towards their door. Their socked feet touched the hardwood floor under them as they got up and walked towards it, their hand landed on the cold metal knob and they opened it.
Wilbur stood at the door, wearing a soft yellow sweater and sweatpants. His feet wore no shoes, only dirtied socks, he opened his arms and pulled [Y/N] into a hug. They both wore the same expression, sorrowful acceptance. Wilbur picked up [Y/N] bridal style and carried them back into the apartment, only pausing to close the door.
The door was barely shut before [Y/N] broke and started to cry, their hands grabbing fistfulls of his sweater and pulling them closer to sob into his chest. Wilbur tightened his grip and carried them to their bed, sitting with them in his lap and kissing their head.
"Shh, don't cry, darling, I'm here" his voice was deep and quiet, warm as honey. It seemed to wrap around [Y/N] like a blanket.
Wilbur rested his back against the headboard and pulled them into their chest, rocking them gently and rubbing their back. A cold object that had been clutched in [Y/N]'s hands fell onto the covers. Their phone showed a large timer, the soft blue light shone on the two as they both fell still to look at it ticking down.
Fresh tears ran down [Y/N]'s cheeks as it flicked from two minutes to one. On cue, sirens started outside, their loud wails echoed through the city beyond their windows. Wilbur gripped onto [Y/N] closer and gently grabbed their chin, he turned their face to his.
"It's okay, darling, it'll stop soon" he spoke softly.
[Y/N] could only respond with a nod and leaned up, resting their forehead against his. Wilbur's hand pressed against their cheek gently as he rubbed his thumb across their soft skin.
The ticker ticked down to 60 seconds and the blue light turned red. [Y/N] squeezed their eyes shut and barely held back a sob. Wilbur's voice stopped the sob before it could break out.
"Look at me, darling"
[Y/N]'s eyes lifted to meet Wilbur's.
"I love you," He said quietly.
"I love you too," [Y/N] replied.
They both leaned in and their lips collided. They stayed locked together as they heard a low whistle start outside, it slowly grew louder. A scream pierced the air before it all stopped.
For a change, the world really did end. Wilbur and [Y/N] felt alive...
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Very short one, i got really high and sad, dont do drugs
Remember, youre all loved and im so proud of all of you
~Blessed Be~
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