Quackitys POV
I'm woken up to Wilbur holding my face. I smile tiredly at the touch."good morning my love. did I wake you?" he greets me.
"no, you're okay." he leans in and we share a quick kiss.
"did you get to talk to Dream last night?" I ask when we pull apart.
"yeah. everything is fine. they'll be there like the letter said."
"hmm good. we should get up soon. we have lots to do."
"you're right, but 10 more minutes. pwease?"
"okay." I snuggle into him more and hide in his neck.
he rubs circles on my back and my muscles relax at the touch. I flinch though when he touches where my wings were.
"are you alright?" Wilbur asks me.
"mhm."
"are you sure? if something is wrong then you should tell me!"
I sigh and adjust myself so we are face to face.
"you just... touched where my wings were and it just startled me."
"is that all?"
"yes." I lied.
Wilbur gets up and starts taking off my shirt.
"Hey! this early?" I laugh. he stays silent and flips me on my stomach. my heart begins pounding in anxiety. "W-Wil?"
he moves my hair that fell from its bun in the night to the side.
"may I show you something?" he asks in a gentle voice.
as much as I don't want him to, I'm more curious of what he is trying to do. I turn my head to look at him with my eyes watering and nod.
he leans down to kiss my tears off and does what he was going to do.
he rubs his hands along my sides. he places little kisses on my shoulders and makes a trial going lower and lower.
"Wil, what are-" I stop mid-sentece when he gets to my scars.
I feel him gently massage, barely touching them, with his hands. between every kiss he places he whispers little "I love you's."
he keeps kissing them but I feel insecure.
"even if you hate them, they're apart of you. so I love them. I hate that you had suffered to get them, but they are still apart of you. I love you." he kisses my lips.
I turn to my back and wrap my arms around his neck. I trap him into a deep kiss. he immediately kisses back and we stay there for a while.
"Hey guys, Phil wants you- EVERY FUCKING TIME!" Tommy barges in the room.
Wilbur pulls away immediately and yells at a Tommy. "STOP BARGING IN THEN!"
"STOP HAVING SEX ALL THE TIME!"
"WE WEREN'T HAVING SEX!"
The two keep yelling and I burst out laughing. I managed to slip away from the little fight and put on Wilbur pilot jacket.
I head downstairs and greet Phil.
"he has the worst timing EVER!" I comment, referring to Tommy.
"I have a whole book full of his worst timings!"
we both laugh and move to a different subject.
"Tommy and I are gonna get headed pretty soon, we want to get a head start so we can get home early."
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Don't tell Anyone - Quackbur
أدب الهواةQuackity and Wilbur always seen fighting, arguing, insulting each other. But they don't do it because they hate each other, no, they do it as a cover up. The two have been keeping a secret that they are actually together, but as things start buildin...