𝐂𝐢𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐬 // quackbur

- 1.5 -

﹄𝚑𝚒, 𝚠𝚑𝚢'𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑﹃

Wilbur woke up the next morning being blinded by the bright sun rays emitting from the large window. He groaned from the sharp pain in his head, sighing in annoyance.

As he finally adjusted to the lighting, he realized he wasn't in his bed, nor was he on the couch. In fact, he was laying in Quackity's bed.

'Goddamnit'

Quackity entered his bedroom, relieved to see Wilbur awake.

"Hey. . . Wil." Quackity chuckled awkwardly, approaching the bed.

"What happened last night? All I remember is kissing you. . ." Wilbur's train of thought trailed off into the air as he let out a small gasp.

"You- you should head home." Quackity stated quickly, holding a hand out for Wilbur.

The brunette grabbed his hand as Quackity pulled him up off the bed. Once he gained his balance, their faces were inches apart.

Quackity could still smell the lingering alcohol that laced through Wilbur's sharp breaths. Wilbur smirked, leaning down slightly and softly kissing Quackity's cheek. Wilbur laughed, walking towards the bedroom door.

Quackity was left completely starstruck whilst Wilbur stood there laughing at his actions.

"I'll see you later, darling." Wilbur said in what was meant to be a joking tone, but it rolled off his tongue in a more seductive manner.

It was about ten minutes after Wilbur had left and something was bothering Quackity again. He was paranoid. He was scared that Sapnap would hurt him, even though he wasn't there.

The duck loosely held his phone, opening his contacts. He scrolled for a bit before he came across Sapnap's.

'𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝒔𝒂𝒑𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒕'