Wilburnotfound Oneshot's

weed and stolen beers

TW ig

Underage smoking.

Under age drinking

Smoking weed

Stealing

Yep this is a rewrite, because why not

Also, listen to the dreamland album to have the full vibe. Just listen to it.

This is a high school AU where Willbur is a complete dirtbag, with an enormous crush on George.

Wilbur's POV:

I light up my cigarette and inhaled it's smoke deep inside of my lungs, letting it take over my mind hazilly.

It was a nice moment. The wind messed with my curls as I sat on the end of the school rooftop.

The sunset gave me a pleasant view to look at. Soon, I felt someone's presence behind me.

"Not going to offer me one?" George spoke, creeping behind me, definitely wearing a smug smile on his face.

"Catch it then!" I threw the cigarette box straight at his face. George not being able to react fast enough got hit by it.

"Ow! what was that one for?!" He questioned my petty actions sitting beside me.

"Because you're here moron." I didn't mean that, but it was all jokes anyway.

George only hufed at me and harshly grabbed the red lighter out of my hand, lighting the cigarette.

He puffed the cigarette, closing his eyes quickly enough he blew the smoke right at my face.

I couldn't help but smile at his child like actions.

"We should hurry the school is going to close soon." George said as I took another puf of my cigarette.

"We can always sneak out?" I blew the cigarette smoke in his face, repeating his actions from earlier.

he leaned in and inhaled the smoke into his own mouth. It was the hottest thing I have ever seen.

He winked at my face of pure disbelief. My mouth went dry.

"Last time we got locked in here, for you're information." George said, roling his eyes at me.

"So what?" I asked him, looking at the sun that was barely seable anymore.

"I mean you can stay here, Mr. sleep on the school rooftop and get sick so I have to take care of you." George said as he stood up from his seat, throwing the half not even smoked cigarette on the ground and stepping on it.

"I didn't ask you to basically babisit me then." I said with fake annoyance. It was actually pretty pleasant, George made me some soup, which probably made me even more sick, but I was glad to spend time with him.

"What fun would you have without me?" He said mockingly, but he held no anoyence behind the sentence. While a grin plastered his face.

"Fine, I'm coming." I whined draging out the last letter. I stood up from my seat and speed walked to George, who was already surprisingly far away.

When I catched up to George, I put my arm around his shoulder, and he unexpectedly leaned in. If I said that my stomach didn't drop to the ground, I would seamlessly lieing. But who was I to comment on that.

"I want a beer." I said to him hoping he wanted a drink too.

"Sure, I guess that would be nice." George answered without even giving it a second thought.

"So, who's house?" He asked, looking up.

"Mine, but first let's stop in the shop. I'll buy some, I know the guy there." That was a complete lie.