Overbaked // Wilbur & Ian
Honestly? Ian was trying.
Standing in the sprawling expanse of the Robinson home, having no idea what to do other than try to avoid even breathing on anything because he was highly uncomfortable when it came to new places, especially peoples' homes; he was trying. Having been inside the house once before, even if that night had been more a foggy blur than crisp in his memories, barely helped because it was so big and so easy to get lost. He didn't even consider the idea of moving anywhere other than where Wilbur very specifically was.
Odd enough, Wilbur Robinson; one person Ian hadn't really given much thought since the year before. Even back then? Wilbur had been a presence in passing, someone on a social level far exceeding his own, when that had used to matter in the exhausting circular existence that was Secondary. Someone Ian had known of, rather than known; a sort of symbol of the top of the social ladder.
At no point did it cross his mind that he would one day be trying to think of something, anything, to say to him. But Wilbur was just a person, wasn't he? A person who Ian had heard of lately in all positive, lavished praise and bright light from Tony about, often enough that he was willing to think this Wilbur was different than the Wilbur Robinson he had attended school with.
But Tony? Oh, he was going to murder Tony later.
Agreeing to join his best friend in the highly important tasking of meeting said best friend's new boyfriend was fine, weird; but Tony asked and Ian didn't think it was unreasonable. The fact that it had been important to Tony wasn't something Ian wanted to take lightly. He was willing enough.
At least until he'd arrived at the Robinson home with Tony very much absent and was ushered inside by...a robot? - Okay that was incredibly cool and he had admittedly been amazed but trying not to be a total nerd about it. How had he missed that the first time? - An actual robot.
The four times he'd texted Tony already with no answer was proof enough he was occupied or it was on purpose; in either case Ian was just stuck there alone and trying to make the best of it. Actually staying rather than fleeing, to his credit.
"I'm pretty sure Tony is busy or laughing right now," Ian hesitated to point out but...he wanted to give Wilbur an easy chance to kick him out rather than suffer an awkward afternoon, "I can...ah...get out of here if you want, since things...sorta fell through?"
Wilbur didn't have to like him, no, he was making an effort to at least meet the guy; but he wasn't expecting Wilbur to hold up plans he probably had been talked into in the first place.
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