Please, do not forget me [DNF] | English version

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Wilbur pov

[Eight years ago]

I met a very cute boy, his name is George and he is a total slut. God, his waist is so small. I imagine me fucking him while I grab him tightly leaving marks and spanking his butt so perfect and round.

I know he knows Tubbo, Tommy and Ranboo but I don't know if he likes me. Well, who the fuck cares? I need to meet him today.

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Tubbito <3

Hello Tubboo!!!

How is the cutest being in the universe? <3

What a double face, I hate Tubbo but I still treat him well.

What do you want Wil?

Incredible, even though I pretend to like him, he treats me like trash.

But Tubbo :( What did I do to you?

I'm so sorry Wil. I was busy.
What do you need?

Can you introduce me to George? Ha ha ha

What?
Are you writing to me just for that?

Yup :D
Well, if you want we can all get together at my house today or tomorrow. If others can, of course.

Okay, I'm going to talk to Tommy and Ranboo

And...

And george

Yeyyyy

Thanks Tubbitoo!! I love you <3

Yes Yes. Me too Wil :)

Okey. Everyone said they can today afternoon

Okkk, tell them at five :D

Okay, see you in the afternoon Wil

See you!!

I can't believe I'm going to have to put up with Tubbo, Ranboo and Tommy all afternoon. Everything for George's waist.

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Normal POV

After that outing many more followed and each time, Wilbur made more and more sexual advances toward George. And George, with his innocent mind, clearly didn't understand them, until one day...

--Hello Wil!--George greeted innocently without knowing how his life would change that day--How are you?--

--Hello George! I'm fine, thank you, and you?--He responded, grabbing him excessively tightly by the waist.
--Fine too. Hello guys!--the shorter one continued--How are you?--

--Hello George, also fine, thank you--Tommy, Ranboo and Tubbo responded in unison.

The night passed quietly except for some strange advances from Wilbur to George. A couple of jokes and alcohol were enough for that to go into the background and everything went smoothly.
Until finally Wilbur's question came.

--Hey George, do you want to be my boyfriend?—

--What!?--Goerge and the others shouted at the same time.

--As you heard it George. You want to be my boyfriend? Yes or no. It's an easy question--

--Say yes Geooorgeee--his friends repeated, constantly pressing the brown-haired man.