wilbur feels guilty about doing this. he knows everything about this is wrong, but he can’t help himself. he can never help himself.

he only just managed to slink you into the tour bus, and now you’re sat on the plush seats with wilbur. alone.

this is the first time wilbur has done anything like this. he’s definitely gotten close, but you’re really special. he doesn’t want to get too… comfortable, but it’s not like you’re ever going to tell anyone about this, right? and even if you did, nobody would ever believe you.

“i saw you at the barrier. i love people that really belt it out, you know? the songs, i mean. aha… you must be a real fan,” he smiles endearingly, in a way that makes you flustered. “you’re very sweet. you know, you’re one of the first people i’ve ever let in here,”