tw // dREAmnOtfOuNd [yes this is a real warning]

other!wilbur, fluff, romantic

she/the

Y/N pov

'I love where I work' was such an understatement.
Where I worked was like my second home, everyone I loved was practically here.
Although it was a small café downtown, it was still a nice place to get a cup of coffee.
Working there was like experiencing childhood again, I mean, three of our employees were literally children.

We only had a few employees, which was why we were all so tightly knit.
Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo, Wilbur and I.

Our café wasn't all too popular, but the faces that pranced around it were.

Everyone knew Tommy, and by everyone, I mean everyone. He would represent the town in sporting events, matches, anything revolving around competition.

Tubbo and Ranboo were like the unofficial married couple, at least that's what everyone in our town thought. Ranboo would always carry around a stuffed pig, which looked like a Frankenstein creation carrying a cheese sword. Tubbo performed quite well in painting, his brush control and shape design specifically. Ranboo was like Tubbo's other half, helping him with the colours and colour theory.

You could call them two peas in a pod.

Wilbur was very well known for his music, even outside of the town, he would go on gigs and tours. I was quite jealous, he got to leave this town and go explore! Don't get me wrong, I love it here, I love where I work, the people, everything!

It just... gets a bit boring these days, as if everyone's bodies were present but their mind absent, repeating the same mundane tasks every day, but nevertheless, there was always one thing unpredictable. Love.

a/n: ew cliché but ok Y/N pop off

It was like any other day at the café.

Tubbo would be on coffee. Tommy would be on the cashier. Ranboo would be on pastries.

Wilbur and I would be on catering, we just float around and assist anyone if needed. The main part of our job was delivering the cups and plates to tables if that wasn't already obvious. Well, of course, we weren't confined with those roles, but they were just our main job, I guess.

The bench trio wasn't going to be in until 7 am, and it was still 6 am, so Wilbur and I just floated around, attending to a job when necessary. It wasn't too difficult, usually, nobody would come this early

One of our regulars practically crashed through the door, head hung low. The café had just opened, so nobody was here... But this regular in particular would usually come later,
"Morning, Dream!" I try to greet, in an attempt to brighten the mood somehow. He only hums a response, in an effort to seem okay, "Something wrong?"

He sighs and takes a seat at the bar, forehead on the counter,
"Y/N, I come here almost every day, right?"

"Well, yes, you only don't come in when you're really late."
I fix my uniform, patting it down so it doesn't look too wrinkled.

"But even then, we still make an effort to drop off a coffee at your workplace."
Wilbur prepares a coffee for himself while joining in on the conversation.

"The thing is, I was always so caught up with work and all that shit that... I don't know how to love..." Dream pinches the bridge of his nose, seemingly frustrated.

"What?" Wilbur grimaced, "Dream, you can't just learn how to love, you're already born with the ability to do that." he says, stating the obvious.

"I know, I know, I just feel like I haven't met anyone that's shown me how to love, in a way."

I'll be honest, I felt some sympathy for him. It's a shame not everyone can find comfort in their workplace, but that's life, right?

"That's fair," I sigh and pat him on the shoulder, then placing my hand there altogether, "You'll find someone bud, I'm sure someone out there loves green blobs who sound like tea kettles when they laugh."

"Oh shut up, Y/N." He shoves my hand off his shoulder and all three of us burst into laughter, Dream proving my tea kettle point.

"I bet the person you're looking for is gonna walk into this café any minute now!"

"I highly doubt it, I mean come on, what are the odds, like, 177 trillio-"

Just then, the bell rings, signalling that someone new has entered the café.
A newbie, white goggles, blue suit with a red tie. Intriguing.

"Hello there! What would you like?" I greet and take my place at the cashier.

"I'll take a milkshake, thanks." the man places his goggles on his head and smiles.

"Can I get one too?" Dream raised his hand along with his sentence. I barely noticed how quiet he got when the new guy walked in... Hmm, even more intriguing.

"I'll go check if we have enough ingredients in the back," Wilbur goes to check, and I only hear negative noises as he came back out, "We only have enough for one."

"Oh, I'll just get something else-" the new guy starts, but is quickly shut down.

"Oh, no no, you got it first, you should-"

"Or you two could share it?" I suggest, smirking at Dream who only had an internal debate with himself. Behind the new guy, Dream kept signalling to stop, but I only wait for the new guy to make his decision so I can fill his request.

"Sure, I don't mind, you?" the new guy turns to Dream, who seemed all flustered.

"O-oh, yeah we can share, yep, I don't care- mind- I meant mind-"

I take a glance at Wilbur, who was already preparing the milkshake.

"What colour straws would you guys like?" I say with a smile.

"Blue." "Green."

They both say simultaneously. I take out one green and one blue straw as Wilbur slides the milkshake down the counter for me to grab. I slip in the straws and nudge it over to the two of them.

"That was smooth." the new guy claps, impressed by Wilbur and I's chemistry.

"Well, we've been doing that for years, it's our little party trick if you could call it that." I say as Wilbur wraps his arm around me and places his chin on my head.

"I remember the first time we did that you knocked the cup over and blamed it on a wasp."

"Oh, please..." I roll my eyes and escape his grasp, "Enjoy your milkshake, you two."

I take Wilbur to the back, he followed along, spying on the newly found lovebirds in their café.

"I think we should add a bit of background music, don't you think?" he somehow got the device to the speaker system, so I let him have it.

After the first note, I make out the first song he decided on.

Life isn't quite what I'd thought it be-

"Goddammit, Wilbur now's not the time-" I swipe the device away from him and quickly change the song. We both quietly laugh as we watch Dream and the new guy interacts with each other.

"So, what's your name?" the new guy says.

"Hm?" Dream perks his head up.

"I have to know the name of the guy I'm going to share a milkshake with."

"Oh, it's Dream." he takes a sip of the milkshake with hesitance

"George. NotFound." he does the same.

"Well, I must be lucky, found you." Dream throws a flirtatious comment in, right at the beat drop of the song playing, finally the lyrics start.

"Woah, Dream's good." Y/N compliments, eyebrows raised.

Road shimmer
Wiggle in the vision
Heat-Heat Waves
And I'm swimming in the mirror

"Do you come here often?" George asks, sipping his blue and white striped straw.

"Every day, I don't usually come at this time, though."

"Wow, I might start coming more often."

Wilbur and I exchange a surprised look, damn, these guys were flirts. This was gonna be easier than expected.

Sometimes all I think about is you
Late nights in the middle of June

As if we were all synchronised, everyone in the building looked up at the calendar on the wall

- a/n: that calendar is there for plot convenience -

And what do you know, 15th of June 2021. That was just perfect, the universe was having a field day.

"Good song choice, darling." Wilbur praises from behind me.

"Much better than your 'Your New Boyfriend's an arsehole' bullshit." I chuckle at his eye roll.

"I know you listen to it in your car, don't have to hide it."

I blink dramatically, as there's a silence between the two of us, "I've been exposed, not my fault the song is bloody catchy-"

We both let out a short chuckle as silent as we could, trying not to disturb the potential couple.

I take my polaroid camera out of my pocket and snap a photo of the two of them as I walk in. Of course, they noticed, god, wish I was more subtle.

"Y/N, why'd you take a photo?" Dream jerked away from George.

"Dream, you've been coming here for years, we always take photos of customers enjoying their food."

"With their permission, Y/N-"

"You walked into this café six years ago and said we could take as many photos of you as we want!"

"But-"

"Dream," George grabs Dream's hand and smiles, "It's fine, I really don't mind."

Dream was obviously flustered, goodness, his cheeks were brighter and pinker than the actual milkshake.

I take the polaroid to Wilbur, who takes out the collage. I thought I had forgot something, but I don't think I did.

The collage of photos of all the couples we've seen in the past seven years since we started this business together when we were merely 17.

We look back on all the relationships we've found over the years. We must've made at least 200, some had weddings, some didn't, some may have broken up, but Wilbur and I enjoyed every minute of getting each one together. We made friendships, mended them, I couldn't be happier. I pointed out some of my favourites to Wilbur...

a/n: they're all characters :] <3

Philza + Kristen
2013
Two birds in a nest, we still talk with them to this day. We were able to attend their wedding, not as waiters though. We always make jokes about them being immortal because it looks as if they hadn't aged since we all first met.

Niki + Puffy
2016
They were promised to each other, exchanging promise rings in this very café. These two would feed each other ice cream, which was the most adorable thing I'd ever seen.

Karl + Sapnap + Quackity
2018
After proposing to one another, they had their bachelor party in this café, and we also attended their wedding. Although I was technically classified as 'feminine,' I was still invited to the party, best time I had that year.

Skeppy + BadBoyHalo
2019
They both confessed to each other, which was pretty unexpected for both of them.
Of course, they soon became regulars, until they had to move out of town.
Luckily we didn't forget to take a few pictures.

Dream + George
2021
Met in the middle of June over a shared milkshake.
The most recent and the quickest to act.

They were the most notable, anyway. These relationships and matchmaking give me a sense of life, it was like completing little side quests. They're fun to do, and you gain a bunch of experience from them, the memories will always stay with you even when you're on your main quest.

"You really are a cupid, Y/N..." he eyes his shoes then looks back up at me.

"Miss Matchmaker at your service!" I bow playfully and he curtseys with a nonexistent skirt.

What caught me by surprise was the sudden placement of his arm around my waist, pulling me closer.

"You must've put this arrow through my heart." my face was probably brighter than Dream's in that very moment. My eyes only glanced up at him as he tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear.

"What a charmer." I laugh, thinking he was joking, but then I look deeper into his eyes... God, he was serious. He saw the realisation strike my face, so he greets it with a smile.

Click!

We both turn our heads to the entrance of the back. Dream and George? With... Oh my god-

"An eye for an eye, right?" Dream takes out the piece of paper and shakes it, revealing the image on it of Wilbur and me, "Put it on the collage."

"WHAT DID WE MISS?!" Tubbo comes rushing from the other entrance of the back, Ranboo and Tommy following closely behind.

"DID THEY KISS?!" Tommy says with the same energy as Tubbo.

"You guys ruined," George glares at Tommy, "They were probably about to."

"Okay, no we weren't-" I'm cut off by a hand around my blouse collar.

I'm pulled towards Wilbur, my lips crashing into his. My eyes were closed, so I didn't quite know how everyone was reacting, but I could just imagine the looks on their faces.

Dream, who had known us for six years, finally seeing us together was a sight to see for him. George would've been smiling, taking more pictures with the polaroid camera with Dream's help.

Click! Click! Click!

I heard Tubbo cheering, so I could already imagine his expression. Then I heard a few coins clinking against each other, a big Tommy sigh following. A bet, really?
Ranboo was simply hand-over-mouth shocked, not expecting it at all.

Y/N + Wilbur
2021
Finally realising their feelings for each other.
The cupid and the charmer.

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a/n: lazy cliché ending but alright :']