Couch Convo?

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QUACKITYS POV:

"Uhm, your eye."  He follows me in.

"Oh, your brother did that." I hang up my coat and walk into the living room.

He again follows, "Tommy did that, t-to you?" Wilbur asked in a worried voice. "How did you forgi–"

I cut him off. "No, Tommy didn't do this, Technoblade, and Tommy is easily forgivable." I stated, sitting down on the couch, then motioning for him to sit next to me.

He hesitates and then sits down next to me, "oh, I forget I'm related it him." Wilbur clears his throat and leans back.

"Eh, it's fine." I look at him, "hey you wanna have a drink with me?"

"No, I don't really actually drinking, but thank you for the offer." He smiles at me.

"Do you want me to show you to your room?" I ask, "you look tired."

He nods, "that would be nice, yes please." He gets up.

"mhmm! Follow me dear." I get up and take his hand, then guide him to his room.

"Your hands are so soft." Wilbur claims and kisses my knuckles.

"A-ah, thank you," I stop in-front of  the guest room door and lightly smile.

"Of course, is this the room?" Wilbur questions.

"Mhmm, if you need anything my room is right next yo yours, all you have to-do is knock." I smile up at him.

He smiles back down at me and cups my face with his hand. "I've missed you." Wilbur states moving his face more closer to mine.

I rest my hand on his, "I've missed you too, but I think you need sleep."  I gently lift his hand off my cheek and kiss his each of his knuckles.

He sighs, "alright, goodnight Quackity."  He opens the door and walks in.

"Goodnight Wilbur." I smile at him then walk to my room.

Wilbur sighs and closes the door.

WORD COUNT: 319

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