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As much as Y/n loved dating Wilbur, it was becoming increasingly difficult to keep Tommy in the dark about it.

Whenever she left the house to see him, she would have to make up an excuse to leave the apartment due to Tommy's constant questioning. It wasn't even on purpose sometimes, sometimes he asked just to be annoying on purpose, but Y/n still had to come up with something anyway to get away from him.

After several weeks though, she could tell that her friend was getting increasingly suspicious. Y/n knew that she wouldn't be able to hide it from him much longer, and she could tell that Wilbur knew also.

"What do we do?" She asks him as they sit beside each other on a park bench one afternoon. "We have to tell him at some point,"

"I just don't want him to be upset," Wilbur mumbles after taking a sip from his hot chocolate. "I worried that he won't be happy,"

"Well maybe not a first, but he would get used to it," Y/n shrugs, leaning against his arm with her own warm foam cup of cocoa held close to her. "I just hate hiding something like this from him..."

"If it would make you feel better then we can tell him," He wraps an arm around her shoulders.

"It's gonna be fine, Wil," She assures him with a smile, sensing his worry. "Tommy only acts like he's upset with the thought of us together, I think he'll be fine with it once it actually happens,"

"If you say so," Wilbur chuckles. "What time do you have to be back home?"

"Tommy's recording a modded video with Phil, Ranboo, and Techno, so he'll probably be busy for a while longer. We have time,"

"So does that mean we can go bother George?"

"Why would we want to bother George?" Y/n laughs.

"Because it's funny and he's live right now," He says.

"True, but text him and make sure it's fine first,"

"I will, don't worry,"

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"GEORGE ARE YOU DOING LORE?!"

George yelps in surprise when Wilbur bursts through the door of his office. Y/n is right behind him, wearing her mask and keeping her hood up over her head.

"WHY ARE YOU IN MY HOUSE?!"

"GOGY IS THAT MINECRAFT?!" Y/n adds on loudly in a fake-British accent. "ARE YOU STREAMING GOGY!?"

"CHAT HELP I'M BEING MUGGED!"

"SAY GOODBYE TO CHAT GOGY!" Wilbur walks over to George and drags his swivel chair out of the room with George laughing and fake-panicking.

Meanwhile, Y/n pulls up a nearby spare chair to George's desk. "Hey guys, it's definitely me, Georgenotfound. We're gonna wrap up the stream for today. Don't forget that you get a free subscription with Twitch Prime, and even if you don't you should subscribe to me anyway because I'm a super cool British man. Go over to Niki and show her lots of love, okay?"

She raids Niki's stream and turns off George's, and Wilbur and George walk back into the room.

"I think that went well," Wilbur remarks.

"I didn't think you guys would do it like that," George adds. "I thought it would be less..."

"Chaotic?" Y/n giggles, finishing off the sentence.

He grins in amusement. "Yeah,"

"It worked though," Wilbur chimes in. "And now we can all talk about our feelings together!"

"Wilbur are you drunk?" George asks seriously.

"What? No," He responds. "Not unless you have something in the kitchen,"

"Dream on," The shorter of the two punches him in the arm. "Also why were you two hanging out alone together? Are you sure you aren't dating?"

"Oh we are," Wilbur blurts out plainly before Y/n can think of some other excuse. She looks at him, shocked, while George just starts grinning wider.

"I knew it! Wait-" He looks between hem quickly. "-for how long?!"

"Almost 2 months," Wilbur answers.

"You hid this from me for 3 months?!"

"We hid it from everyone, Gogs," Y/n says to try and make him feel just slightly better.

"Besides Phil. Phil knew first," Wilbur corrects.

"Actual, Kristin knew first," She re-corrects him with a small smile.

"Wait, when did you tell her?!"

"I tell her everything. She knew about the first date,"

"Y/n!"

"Oh no they're fighting," George jokes. "Y/n and Wilbur divorce arc already?"

"If I leave her I'll just start dating you," Wilbur wraps an arm around his friend's shoulder.

"You can't do that. Dream will be mad," Y/n laughs. "He'll finally fly out here to beat your ass to get his man back,"

"Dreamnotfound meetup when?" Wilbur asks.

"Okay okay, let go of me," George ducks out of his friend's grip and moves to stand beside Y/n instead. "So, does Tommy know yet?"

"We're...planning on tell him him," She replies skeptically.

"You don't sound too sure,"

"It's either going to go well, or not go well," Wilbur leans back against the wall, giving a small shrug.

"I'm sure it will be fine," George assures him.

"Who wants to play Uno?" Y/n asks, obviously praying for a change in subject.

"Nothing better to help the mood than a game that kills friendships," Wilbur laughs.

"I'm in," Declares George. "If I win you guys have to order pizza,"

"And if I win we're breaking out the vodka," Wilbur challenges back.

Y/n just lets out a disappointed sigh, muttering under her breath as they make their way out of the office. "And if I win we're not doing either of those things..."

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Luckily, she wins. So she neither has to order George's food or drag Wilbur back to his apartment after he was wasted.

Wilbur drives her home afterward. He pulls up to the curb, but Y/n doesn't get out right away.

"Wednesday, 7 o'clock," She recites aloud. "We're gonna tell Tommy and it's gonna be fine,"

Wilbur smiles at her and gently takes her hand. "Then I'll see you on Wednesday,"

"Alright lover-boy," Y/n laughs softly. "I'll see you then,"

She gives him a peck on the cheek before finally getting out of the car. He gives her a short wave as she disappears into her apartment, which she catches with a glance over her shoulder.

When she gets back to her apartment, Y/n finds Tommy sleeping at her desk where he had been recording earlier. She stifles a small laugh at the sight of him dozing, but finally puts her hand on his shoulder to gently shake him.

"Toms?"

Tommy hums drowsily in response.

"Do you want to move to your bed?"

"No..."

"Come on," Y/n grabs his arm and hauls him to his feet, helping him walk the very short distance to his air mattress nearby. Tommy flops down onto it, where he promptly falls back asleep. After making sure he was settled, she switches the light off and leaves the room.

Bug is perched on the arm of the couch out in the living room. Y/n pats the cat on the head before sitting down onto the sofa with her phone.

She was worried. She didn't want Tommy to be upset because she was dating Wilbur. He was protective over both of them, after all. Plus Y/n knew that he saw them both as siblings. It would probably be...awkward, to say the least.

She eventually decides to just distract herself from the dilemma with the only thing that felt dramatic than her actual life...which would be Twitter.

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qotd:

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