To say it was hard was an understatement. You two had started off talking on the DSMP and seemed to hit it off pretty quickly. Being included in a lot of his, Tommy, Fundy and Eret’s lore.

But, because you were in the middle of a pandemic and you and Wilbur lived in nations separated by the damn pacific ocean, you couldn't meet each other in any way. So it was every minute you could to keep in contact and be in each other's lives like you were there irl was through social media and your phones/laptops.

Morning and night texts were always the best, followed by the sweet "I love you's" and "have a good day"

Your calls would get longer and longer as you started to need each other’s presence. He'd send you one of his sweaters so you could cuddle yourself into them, and you'd send him one of your plushies that carried your sweet scent. It became a norm for one of you to fall asleep on call while the other was going about their day.

You two were happy, in love, and every sweet thing you can say about a relationship But that need of physical contact would always slap you in the face.

So Wilbur, when things started to calm down, did the unthinkable and bought a ticket to get to you. To see him at your door step, your parents having brought him there, made you break down into tears of happiness. Finally, the love of your life, the man who was there for you for the past 2 years, was hugging you into his arms. Exactly where you wanted to be.