heaven only knows

chapter two

and, as the two had promised, they arrived at quackity's office in las nevadas.

the owner of the building was searching through his pockets for his keys, while the other took in said building.

it was big, tremendous, if you will and, despite having been there quite some times it still took wilbur's breath away.

it was just one of those things that, never stop to amaze one and, to think quackity lives here.

'welcome,' the younger forced the brunette out of his thoughts.

the other just, smiled, for a while, before realising an answer was probably expected and responding with a faint 'thank you.'

some way, now that the brunette knows what he does about - well, after what happened, it was different to look quackity in the eyes.

it was, better and felt more comfortable, as if the pair truly got to see each other's true colours for the first time.

quackity chuckled at the late reply, before having signalled for wilbur to come inside.

it was an understatement to say he was excited.

to be honest, no words could describe how he felt currently.

it was like a whole new emotion had erupted right then and there.

the brunette had smiled throughout the moments of silence, holding debate within himself of whether he should step foot inside or wait until he'd be asked to do so.

'jeez this, this is awkward. i'm so sorry i told you i'd be excited! and nervous but, i think that's obvious and, well i've never- you know what, nevermind what am i even trying to say this is so stupid i'm sorry i don't wanna fuck up i'm so scared-' the man got cut off.

'hey, don't worry okay? awkward or not, it'll be fine. we'll figure it out as we go, soot. now come inside, will you,' quackity spoke calmly.

he didn't really know how he kept his tone so steady, but whatever he tried, it had worked.

'that seems like a good start of things, yeah,' wilbur joked, which made the other chuckle in return.

it hadn't really been the joke that made him laugh though, it was more, wilbur's smile and the way he'd looked at the floor in an awkward manner.

yeah, it was obvious he was head-over-heels in love.

how hadn't quackity noticed earlier?

the black-haired male ended up grabbing the brunette's hand, interlocking their fingers and pulling him inside.

he immediately broke contact, though and, made up an excuse in his mind, said that he needed to shut the door.

the older's mind was running at high speeds.

his heartbeat was, well he's not sure if it was still healthy at this point because, holy fuck it felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest and, holy fuck, his fingers, they touched quackity's fingers and, god did that feel good.

wilbur didn't know how to react, just nodded when the shorter pulled away to lock the door behind them and honestly, though he looked fine on the outside, he was malfunctioning on the inside because shit, that really just happened.

turning around from the door, the shorter fiddled with the lights.

half of his brain figuring out which switch was the right one for the dim lights, the other half focused on wilbur.

finally finding the right one, he turned to the other, who seemed to be taking a quick glance at his office.

'music," he finally asked the brit.