“it feels… so good to see you again, mh,”

your boyfriend, wilbur, mumbles into your ear. he’s very drunk, you can tell, despite being a bit of a heavyweight.

work has been kicking your ass this week, so he decided to invite you over to relax when you finally found yourself with free time. you’re thankful for it.

“i love you so much, i’ve missed you so much,” he says with a little bit of a slur. “i can’t wait to live with you, fuck,”

he says again, hands wrapped around your torso, holding you from behind.