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
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