Don't Tease Me|||QUACKBUR|||SMUT

-8-

-next day-
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Wilbur pov.

I take out my cigarette and puff out the smoke minding my own business.

The addicting feeling of smoking made me truly obsessed. Just how I'd smoke big Q.

I chuckle at the joke I've made in my head blushing a bit. He is an interesting guy really... Not that- not that the others aren't but he's changed so much from last time i remember.

Before blowing up L'manburg i remember kissing and making out with him at Nikki's birthday party. But.. back then i was way more stupid. Careless... Hm..

I really should think about stopping smoking but I can't. I've tried multiple times but couldn't. I wanted to because whenever i am in a good mood talking with someone and someone else innocently asks or points out something i lash out at them.

Just like i did with Tommy. I've regretted it that night. Although I've never even said sorry. Truthfully.

It's a problem i have and i admit.. i fucked up many times but now... Well now i can't really think of anything motivational to say. But... I know deep down that maybe i colud obsess myself with something else making me drop smoking? I know it sounds stupid and i wonder what could've obsess myself more with than smoking. It really is a strong obsession and started back in L'manburg but it was only once a week back then. Now... It's minimum two cigarettes daily.

I know it's not healthy and it started damaging my health already but.

As soon as i find something else to obsess about I'll replace that with smoking. I hope...

I really want to be a good big brother figure to him.

I've failed much more time's than I'd ever like to admit. Put so much trauma on him and traumatized him.

Well not all his trauma comes from me. At least im sure.

He hates the thought of being alone with only one person. I wonder why...

Suddenly i hear loud footsteps behind me and turn around met with a death glare and hand to my neck. I stand there confused as to what just happened but gulp as soon as i realize he is choking me.

"Quackity?"

I manage to say and rise a brow in confusion.

The hell is this man choking me for?

Well... I wouldn't even call it choking more like simply him putting a hand on my neck and squeezing lightly. Man he's weak when using no weapons.

He looks me dead in the eye and with his free hand takes my hand i am holding the cigarette in and squeeze's it harshly.

I wonder why he's feeling the need- WAIT FUCK. He just freaking make me drop my cigarette.

I automatically bend down to pick it up but im met with me just gagging science Quackity has tightened the grip around my neck. I mean pretty understandable as I'm crouching so im his hight right now.