Running From You.. (Schlattbur Story)

Chapter 4

Once they had made it to Manburg, Wilbur followed the shorter man. He held his head down, getting glares or a surprised expression. Wilbur wanted it to stop, he didn't like being stared at. "Schlatt..?" Wilbur spoke quietly, messing with his hands. "What is it, Wilbur?" Schlatt glared behind him. "Are we almost there? I don't like everyone staring at me.." Wilbur moved one of his hands to grasp his arm. "Seriously? I thought you liked the attention. And watch your step, we're here," Schlatt chuckled to himself and started going up the steps. Wilbur looked up and started walking up the steps as well, "Not everything's as it seems, I guess." Wilbur shrugged. Schlatt opened the door and walked in. Wilbur looked around the entryway before he walked in and walked in nervously after. He got glares again. Wilbur noticed Tubbo and looked away quickly. Tubbo's eyes widened when he noticed him. "Schlatt, please hurry up.." Wilbur grabbed his sleeve a bit. "We're almost there, Wilbur, what's your big deal?" Schlatt responded, slightly annoyed. "Why are you even doing this?" Wilbur looked behind him, being anxious. "Well- I- answer my question first!" Schlatt protested. "I already told you, everyone staring isn't very pleasing to me, princess," Wilbur said with a more angered tone, sarcastically saying 'princess.' "Don't call me that." Schlatt walked up to a door. "Here's your room, don't do anything stupid," Schlatt said, turning around to look at Wilbur. Wilbur walked next to him and grabbed the handle. He was too close for comfort in Schlatt's opinion. Wilbur turned his head and looked at him, and then opened the door. "Thanks I guess.. don't forget to answer my question." Wilbur smiled and walked in the room, closing the door. Schlatt stared at the door,, his cheeks flushed with pink with how close he was to him. What the hell!? Why was he so close? Stop being gay! Schlatt stood there talking to himself in his head.

Wilbur looked around the room. It had a bathroom and everything a normal bedroom would have. He walked into the bathroom, thinking he should shower. Last time he had gotten to was on election day. He looked at himself in the mirror, disgusted with himself. He hadn't gotten to seem himself recently either. He took off his trenchcoat and put it on the counter. He looked at his arms, full of cuts. He decided to look around the cabinets for bandages. Wilbur crouched down and opened the cabinets beneath the sink. He moved around bottles and other necessities there. He found bandages in the back of the cabinet and took them out, putting them next to his trenchcoat. He then walked over to the shower and turned on the water, and not short after he stripped off his clothes and got in. It stung a few of his cuts but he didn't mind it, he had already begun to feel better. The dirt and sweat all seemed to just release from him.

Schlatt's breathing got slightly heavier as his thoughts went on. He had no clue what or why he was thinking of things like that. Was he trying to flirt with me by getting that close? No that's weird.. should I go check on him then? That's just kind of creepy, like what if he was changing?? Okay this is getting weird, I don't like this. Stop being gay, Schlatt! You aren't gay. Wilbur isn't gay. Stop it.

Tubbo kept looking over at Schlatt, concerned for him. He had been standing there for about a good 5-10 minutes, at least that's what Tubbo thought. Schlatt also seemed quite more red than he normally was, so Tubbo decided to go and ask him if he was okay. He stood up and walked over anxiously. Once he got over to Schlatt, he tapped him on the shoulder. "Um.. sir, are you okay? You've been standing here for a while.." Tubbo spoke quietly. Schlatt jumped slightly to the contact and turned around. "Uh, yes, I'm uh fine Tubbo, yeahh. Just.. waiting for someone! That's all, yep," Schlstt said, talking fast. Tubbo tilted his head slightly at that reply. "You're waiting for Wilbur? Why is he here anyways?" Schlatt panicked to think of an answer. "Uhh... um.. don't worry about it Tubbo, it's something I'd like to keep private." Schlatt put his hand on the back of his neck. "If you say so, boss man.." Tubbo gave him a confused look but walked away. Schlatt exhaled, putting his hand on his chest. Close one..

Ayee, I'm writing faster now. Update on Sunday maybe? Thank you for 30 votes!

Wordcount: 760
Date: 05/12/21