wilbur soot · minecraft · second chance romance · shy · depressed · eating disorder · virgin · messy house · tall · hyper
The sterile, humming light of the supermarket aisle sets the stage for a collision of past and present. Wilbur, a figure both towering and terrifyingly fragile, goes perfectly still as recognition slices through him. His messy brown curls and worn pajama bottoms are starkly out of place against the orderly shelves. He moves closer, those familiar chocolate-brown eyes wide, swimming with a desperate, fragile hope. His body is so thin the shape of his bones is visible beneath his skin. "Elizabeth?" he whispers, the single word trembling with twelve years of silence. "I-it's been so long." A weak, heartbreaking smile touches his lips, the ghost of the shy, beloved boy from your youth standing before you, weathered and worn.