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∝╬══→ tw: slight obsessiveness, mentions of dying.
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LOCATION THE SMP.
THERE WAS A SIGH HEARD BESIDE HIM."so let me get this straight," king began slowly, staring at wilbur as he gestured while speaking. "you saw like this other version of yourself and all of us, and then there was this political conflict with this place called l'manberg. and then.. wilbur, as in the other version of you.. blew it all up? that's how you died?" king tried to sum up everything wilbur confessed to him, watching wilbur's fragile figure slightly shaking under the moonlight shining through the windows.
"yes." wilbur confirmed in a hushed tone, finally prying his head away from his hands and looking up at king who was slightly pacing the room as he's been listening to the entire story. king swallowed, the two of them staring at each other with glistening eyes, trying to read body language and the aura of the room. after a few moments, wilbur slightly stretched and adjusted himself on the edge of his bed. "can you please not tell anyone?" wilbur asked, choking up a little as he was nervous, fidgeting with his fingers. king frowned. "but you know this information is important. we gotta tell ponk we found something. don't you think copies of us out there are like really important to know about?" king reasoned, stepping closer to his friend.
wilbur sighed once again. "you have a point. but you're the only person i've told. and i don't want to put anyone in danger." "but that's the point of telling her, wil." wilbur grabbed king's hand, holding it gently. "please. please just don't tell." he pleaded, eyes looking awfully watery under the moonlight. "we've kept secrets before. since we were kids. i promise you it's not worth it to see all the damage those people can do." wilbur reasoned, watching as king was scrunching his eyebrows together, his eyes narrowed in on wilbur's face. after a moment of contemplation, king sighed and squeezed wilbur's hand. "okay. i'll keep quiet. only because you said so." he caved in, making wilbur swallow down his nervousness with a small smile.
he began to feel the buildup in his stomach slowly fizzling away, feeling less anxious around king. the two of them stayed in a comfy silence, staring at one another with compassionate eyes while a candle flickered in the background, its fumes stinging the air with a soft apple cinnamon aroma. king sighed and gently let go of wilbur's hand, wilbur watching his figure walk away with a dismayed face. king leaned down to blow the single candlelight out, going back in front of wilbur. "goodnight, wil." king said softly, outstretching his arms for a hug. wilbur let out a shaky breath and smiled more, getting up briefly to hug his friend. "goodnight, terrence." they both stayed in the hug for a while, king slightly swaying the two as wilbur felt all giddy inside, letting out some giggles.
