Sitting up straight, Wilbur clears his throat, waiting for the current song to end before speaking, "I have a proposition," He licks his lips, inhaling deeply as he tried to rid the uncertainty from his voice, "For George." AKA Wilbur wants to hear George sing, and George wants Wilbur to know how much he cares about him. Based of of 'I Love You So' by The Walters cross-posted on ao3

George could have stayed like that forever, dancing embarrassingly bad to a remix of Kesha and Pitbull, the taste of liquor still fresh on his lips, sweat dripping down his forehead and neck. Briefly, he wonders if Wilbur is enjoying himself too. Despite technically being his boss, he really does care for the man and wants him to have fun. Maybe Wilbur needs a drink, to loosen up. Wait, Wilbur doesn't like the taste of alcohol. But maybe he'd like it if it was on George's lips. - aka george is famous, and wilbur is his body guard. inspired by a tumblr prompt between @honeyeatsalot & @himetalles // cw for alcohol & drinking

Wilbur finds out George has a secret collection of skirts and dresses. Cross-posted on AO3

George visits Wilbur and their relationship changes.