TNTduo one shots + art

(S)(AU) Runaways

Quick author's note before we begin:
This is kinda a continuation of the Royal Assassination series within this oneshot book. Don't worry, though! If you haven't read those parts yet, then you have nothing to fear. This chapter is kind of like a sequel type deal, and doesn't contain many spoilers. There's also only very few references to the actual series, as this takes place a little while after it ended

That being said, enjoy!

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"I don't want to sleep though, I'm fiiine- Just- need to rest, that's all...." As soon as Quackity finished saying that, though, soft snoring could be heard, signaling he had completely passed out.

Wilbur chuckled, shifting around so that he was laying on the bank of the river with Quackity curled comfortably in his arms.

Quackity moved his hand over, grasping Wilbur's in his own, his grip weak but still there. He didn't seem to want to let go, simply laying with Wilbur, quite comfortable.

Wilbur smiled, looking down at Quackity and simply waiting for him to wake up. He felt rather bored, though simply staring at the beautiful man pressed against him.

Quackity muttered something randomly, moving closer to Wilbur, if he even was able to. Was practically burying himself in the fabric of the other's clothes, didn't even realize it, just felt so much comfort by Wil being there with him, content with it all. Ended up waking up sooner rather than later, blinking a few times before rubbing the exhaustion out his eyes, letting out a long yawn that ended in a rather embarrassing quack, to which he immediately covered his face with his hands, red blossoming on his cheeks.

"Morning, sunshine." Wilbur said, not bothering to let go of Quackity. He didn't want to, honestly. He was comfortable, and he knew that Quackity was comfortable as well. Plus, he felt that the two were far enough away from the castle for it to be safe to rest for the time being. They would definitely have to continue moving later on, but right now they could relax.

"No. You weren't even asleep for too long, it was only a little while." Wilbur said, sitting up with Quackity in his arms.

Quackity let himself relax a bit, though soon ended up shuffling up and sitting properly in Wilbur's lap. "Oh, it felt like I slept for a while, to be honest."

Wilbur hummed in response, sighing with content. "I love you." He murmured, kissing Quackity on the cheek.

Quackity smiled softly, pulling himself closer to Wilbur and kissing him right on the lips. "I love you moooree."

Wilbur chuckled. "Sure you do." He said sarcastically, kissing Quackity lovingly on the lips.

Quackity grinned, leaning up and just planting repeated kisses all over Wilbur's face. mmm, affection >:) "I do, and you know it."

Wilbur giggled, absolutely adoring all of the affection he was receiving from Quackity. "Yeah, yeahhhh."

Quackity wrapped his arms around Wilbur's neck, letting out a soft laugh. "Awhhh, your giggles are so cute-"

"Oh hush, you're even cuter." Wilbur said, placing his hands on Quackity's hips. He had a big grin on his face, and his face was warm with a soft blush.

Quackity rolled his eyes playfully, quite enjoying the little moment with Wilbur. "No I'm not, you are. I'm just a duck man who attempted to kill you."

"An adorable duck man who attempted to kill me but ended up making me the happiest man in the world." Wilbur said, chuckling.

"Well- y- fuck- uh- fine, you win," Quackity huffed out, before pressing himself against Wilbur and kissing the other once more.