Running From You.. (Schlattbur Story)

Chapter 5

Wilbur stepped out of the shower and grabbed one of the towels that had been hanging on the wall. He wrapped it around his waist and walked back to the room. He quickly made it to the closet, realizing there were no clothes.

"Shit.." he groaned and walked to the door. He lightly knocked on it to see if Schlatt was still there. 

"Schlatt, are you out there?" Schlatt got startled by the sudden voice and turned to the door, "Yeah.. I'm here, what is it?" Wilbur felt awkward and peeked his head out of the door.

"Do you have any clothes by chance? My clothes are uh. Dirty and there are no clothes in there.." he smiled awkwardly.

"Oh uhh. I can get Tubbo to see if I have anything your size I guess," Schlatt responded, realizing he forgot about that.

"Thanks," Wilbur put his head back in the room and closed the door. Schlatt turned away and trudged to Tubbo's office. Tubbo looked up from his desk.

"Oh- uh, Schlatt sir! How can I help you?" He stood up from his desk. 

"Could you go find clothes that are a bit larger than mine? No questions asked," Schlatt demanded. Tubbo nodded in reply and slightly jogged to go find a pair of clothes. Schlatt stepped out of his office, closing the door behind him, and stood there. He stood near a window and had realize it started raining.

Not long after, Tubbo came back with neatly folded clothes and handed them to him, "Here you go, sir." Schlatt nodded to him and walked back to where Wilbur's room is.

Schlatt knocked on the door and Wilbur's head quickly peeked out. He eyed the clothes. "Oh thank god," he sounded relieved. He opened the door slightly and reached his arm out, grabbing the clothes. Schlatt stared at him. 

"Thanks princess," he smirked at Schlatt. Schlatt continued to stare and Wilbur stepped out of the room, gripping his shoulders and shook him. Schlatt shook his head quickly and looked up at him.

"I didn't me-"

"Don't worry about it, just take a picture next time, why don't ya?" Wilbur chuckled and walked back in the room to put on the clothes. What the hell just happened? Schlatt thought, his face flushed with pink. I'm not gay. Right? 

Wilbur's POV

I chuckled at Schlatt's reaction and walked back in the room. I threw the shirt over my head and pulled it down, putting my arms through the sleeves. I grabbed the boxers and stepped through them, and did the same with the pants I had been given. I wonder why Schlatt reacted like that.. I smirked at the thought. I walked out of the room to find Schlatt still there.

"So can I leave now?" I looked down at him and he looked up at me.

"No, you can't," he replied somewhat snarky.

"What the hell, why??" My expression changed to anger.

"Because I need to figure the hell out what you're doing to me!" He raised his voice slightly. 

"What'd you mean?"

"I keep freezing up and getting sweaty and my face gets hot around you, Wilbur Soot! I don't know what's happening to me but it won't stop and I need it to stop!" He yelled and I just smirked at him.

"Why the hell are you smiling?" 

I bent down to his ear, "Sounds like you like me, Schlatt.." I whispered. He froze up again and went red.

Schlatt's POV

He's so fucking close, what the hell? Why am I so sweaty again, oh god.. My thoughts went thousands of miles per second and I stood there, frozen. Wilbur chuckled in my ear. Oh my god.. do I like Wilbur!? I finally got free and was able to move. I grabbed his jaw and turned him to look at me.