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hot dad alert // schlatt x wilbur

I didn't know how to name it i'm sorry 😭

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Wilbur was walking around the almost empty store. It was late, he just needed something to eat, but this store was huge and he took way to much time to find what he was looking for : pastas. Wandering in the alleys he was thinking about taking something to go with it. Turning in the fruits alley he heard cries. A little boy with brown hair was sitting on the floor, his head hidden in his arms. Wilbur looked around, no one was close. He walked over to him.
"Hey" he said kneeling down next to him. "What's up ?"
He looked up, his grey eyes were red and puffy from crying. He looked about 6 years old.
"I lost my dad" he managed through the cries.
"Okay well, what's your name ?"
"Tubbo" he whispered.
Weird name thought the british boy.
"Well I'm Will, nice to meet you Tubbo. Now, how about you come with me and we go find your dad ?"
He nodded and got up, whipping the tears from his cheeks.
"Do you want me to carry you?" Wilbur asked. He wanted to get this over as soon as possible. It was already super late, who the fuck gets groceries with a child at this hour ? Maybe his dad had left without him.
Tubbo nodded and he took him in his arms.
"What does you dad look like ?" inquired Will looking around.
"He's tall, kinda like you."
Wilbur walked around the store.
Tall, great, you couldn't have been more precise.
After a few minutes he finally found who probably was Tubbo's dad.
"Oh thank god"
The man picked the child up from Wilbur's arms and placed him in his. "Tubbo I've been looking everywhere for you."
Wilbur was speachless. The guy was stunning, even if he looked like he had not sleep in a week.
"Thank you a lot for finding him, we just moved in here and this store is huge. I'm Schlatt by the way."
He handed his hand out to the other, Wilbur shook it.
That's an even weirder name he thought.
"I'm Wilbur, but you can just call me Will. Are you from America ?"
"Yeah, from New York."
"Well I mean if you ever need anything I can give you my number ?"
Immediatly after proposing this Wilbur regretted. What in hell's name was he doing ? This guy did not need his help, and he probably had a wife anyway.
But the New Yorker smiled at him.
"Actually, it'd be great to have someone we know around."
He put Tubbo down and got his phone out before handed it to Wilbur open on the thing to create a new contact.
Wilbur tapped "Will (from the store)" along with his number and gave his phone back to Schlatt.
"Our store is closing in 15 minutes" announced a voice throught the speakers.
"Oh, we should hurry. Thank you again Wilbur."
Will muttered a “no problem” before making his way to the cashier.
It's only after getting out of the store that he realised he had forgotten to take something to go with the pastas.

//TIMESKIP\\

Wilbur spat water after he was done brushing his teeth. He went back to his bedroom. As he was walking in his phone started to ring, signaling an incoming call.
Schlatt ?? Wilbur thought.
Looking at this screen «Technoblade» was written. He sighed before picking up.
"Hey Techno."
"Wow" said the other voice. "Well you sound happy to talk to me"
"Sorry i'm just-"
"Disapointed ?" proposed his brother "Were you expecting an important call ?"
"No" stated Wilbur. "Okay, maybe, I don't know" He sighed again.
"Uhm" was all that Techno answered. Just from his voice Wilbur could only imagine he had raised an eyebrow at his response.
"From who ?" Asked Techno after a while.
"It's not important, don't worry. Why are you calling ?"
"Oh I just wanted to see how you were doing ? I haven't heard from you in forever. "
"I know I'm really sorry, it's just work and everything..."
He stopped his screen had lit up with a new notification. No, four new messages. Speaking of the devil.

From: Unknown Number

Hey Wilbur :)

(It's Schlatt)