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   It was a typical day for Wilbur. L'manburg was doing great, he had pestered his son, Tommy was being a little gremlin child yet again, AND he stole Dream's hoodie, was currently wearing it, and was hiding from him so he didn't get slapped across the face. Though that usually didn't happen. He wasn't in his L'manburg uniform for once. He was wearing some ripped jeans, a white tank top, his signature red beanie, and obviously Dream's stolen hoodie. "Wilbur!" He heard someone yell and he immediately knew it was Dream. Too bad he was sitting out in the open because Dream saw him almost instantly. Dream pointed at Wilbur, "YOU!" He said dramatically. 

  Wilbur jumped up and ran for dear life into the forest. "GIVE ME MY HOODIE WILBUR!" Dream yelled chasing after him. "Never you bloody green boy!" Wilbur laughed. They ran a long distance and eventually Dream began to catch up to him. Even though Wilbur was taller than Dream and had longer legs, he was more athletic. Dream got grab of his hoodie causing Wilbur to trip and making them both fall to the floor. They started laughing uncontrollably. "Wil why did you have to run so far!" Dream said between laughs.

  "I want your hoodie and if I gotta run for it I'm gonna run for it!" Wilbur teased. After they calmed down they realized the position they were in. Wilbur was on the forest floor while Dream was above him with his hand out on either side to keep himself up. "Uh, oops?" Wilbur said sheepishly. "See this, this wouldn't have happened if you just gave me my hoodie back!" Dream laughed. "No! This is mine now!" Wilbur giggled. Though he loved messing with Dream, it was so unusual to see him wearing what he was currently.

  His usual black jeans, his potion belt and strap, his mask still on his face, pretty normal but without the hoodie it was like a whole other outfit. He was wearing a black, sleeveless turtleneck. Not one of the cozy fuzzy ones, one of the tight but still comfy ones. Wilbur felt his face heat up, he only hoped that Dream didn't notice. "How about this, I'll give you your hoodie back if you take your mask off!" Wilbur bargained, slightly sitting himself up. Dream let out an overly dramatic gasp. "No! I am NOT taking my mask off!" Dream laughed. 

  "Well, then guess who's not getting their hoodie back." Wilbur scoffed. "Sure, keep it. I'll just wear this all the time and I can tell you like it." Dream said, somehow Wilbur knew he was smirking under that mask of his. "I uh," Wilbur was trying to get the right words to come out of his mouth. "Look, do you want your hoodie back or not?" Wilbur asked flustered. "I think that answers itself." "Then take your mask off." Wilbur smirked. Dream let out an annoyed huff. "Fine." He scoffed. Wilbur gasped excitedly and sat up all the way, Dream sitting in front of him. Dream reached his hand to the back of his mask and unbuckled the strap. He slowly lowered the mask from his face, his eyes closed. Wilbur took in his features.

  His cheeks and nose bridge were covered in freckles, he had a little bit of stubble, just barely noticeable, his hair he could now see was a little wavy in the front, and when he opened his eyes, Wilbur could've sworn they were the most beautiful shade of green he ever saw. "Wow." Was the only word Wilbur could manage to get out. "Like what you see?" Dream said with a grin. "WHA- w-well I uh-" Wilbur stuttered, his face visibly getting hotter. Dream burst out laughing. "Oh my god, Wilbur , you're so cute!" He laughed. Wilbur giggled, "Oh shut up! Just, here take your damn hoodie." he laughed. Wilbur lifted the hoodie over his shoulders and gestured for Dream to take it. 

  Dream had completely frozen, he was already flustered enough not seeing Wilbur in his L'manburg uniform, not to mention while wearing his hoodie, but seeing Wilbur in a tank top just made his brain melt. "Dream!? Are you alright your nose is bleeding!" Wilbur shouted, getting Dream to snap back into reality. Wilbur grabbed a tissue pack from his pocket and put one up to Dream's nose. "Seriously how do you get a nosebleed that easily we're just sitting here. The blood got all over your pretty face" Wilbur laughed. Dream took the tissue from Wilbur's hand. One so he could get the blood off his face and two to hide his face which he assumed had to be flushed by now. "Dream? Are you alright?" Wilbur asked. "Yeah, yeah I'm-" Dream looked back into Wilbur's eyes, they were so mesmerizing, so beautiful. 

  Everything about him was amazing, his eyes, his laugh, his smile. Everything. He couldn't look away from him. "Dream?" when Wilbur said that Dream realized how close they were to each other, their faces only inches apart. Wilbur lifted his hand and rested it on Dream's cheek. He sighed in content and leaned into his touch, making Wilbur giggle. Dream reached his hand out and laid it on Wilbur's cheek like he did his. 

  "Hey Wil," Dream started. "Yeah?" "Can I...maybe, can I kiss you?" Dream asked in a soft tone, looking down. Wilbur used his hand to make Dream look back up at him. And with a sweet smile plastered on his face, he nodded. Dream slowly leaned closer as Wilbur did the same, soon their lips were not less than a few centimeters apart. And with that, Dream closed the gap between them, savoring every moment of it. Wilbur took his free hand to cup Dream's other cheek as he smiled through the kiss. 

  They both pulled away to breathe, big smiles spreading across both of their faces. "Dream," Wilbur started. "Hm?" Dream hummed. "How many people have seen your face before me?" he asked. "Sapnap, that's it." "WAIT REALLY!?" Wilbur yelled, he had expected more people to have seen his face before. "Yeah, Sapnap's my best friend and I trust him." Dream replied calmly. "I had expected for more people to have seen your face. At least George." Wilbur told him. 

  "George is one of my best friends and I trust him but, I'm very shy about showing people my face and-" Wilbur put a finger over Dream's mouth so he would stop talking. "I know Dream, but you've known George longer than you've known me. So, why would you show me and not him? Usually your a lot more stubborn when it comes to your makes and face." Wilbur said. Dream had a questioning look on his face. "I, don't know actually. Your right I'm usually more stubborn and protective about it." Dream said, almost like he was talking to himself. "I guess there's just something different about you." Dream said with a smiled. Wilbur sighed and shook his head. "Wow, Dream you really are something else aren't you?"