|| Enemies To Lovers || QuackBur Smut ||

Cigarette heart burn

Wilburs pov:

Quackity is really getting on my nerves, isn't the saying that if someone picks on you that means they like you or something like that?

Well I was picking on him for that reason I guess?.. I don't know my feelings towards him.

"So what are we going to do now boss?" Dream asked as we walked down the hallway. "I'm not sure ill think of something sooner or later.." I murmured shoving my hands in my pockets.

I was looking at the ground as I was walking Did I really like him? Or was i confused about my feelings.

I felt my cheeks turn a light shade of pink as I thought about the short angered quackity.

"Ok Wilbur it's obvious that you like someone" techno said as we leaned forward to make eye contact with my head that was facing the ground.

We continued walking, "I dont have a fucking crush you idiot" I said with a grunt.

"Uh huh.." technoblade said leaning up. We walked upstairs to our lockers and grabbed our books. The others went the other way to there classes and I went down the stairs to get to mine.

The halls were empty and it was just me walking. I turned the corner, *crash* I ran I to someone.

I dropped my books I couldn't see the person cause the books blocked my view but before the person fell I caught them but they dropped there books aswell.

"Oh my I'm so sorry" I said, the person uncovered his face and I realized it was quackity. Our books got mixed up as they hit the ground.

I stood him up straight and picked his books up and handed them to him. "Thank you.." he murmured.

I looked back up at him "what was that?" I asked.

His cheeks turned a light shade of pink "nothing" he said. I picked my books up I just hope that these are all the right books..

Quackity's pov:

Why is he being nice to me? I don't want these feeling he's a bastard, quackity remember that.

He gave me my last book and then he picked his up, I started counting the books to make sure I had all of them. 1..2..3..4..5?

I had 5 books? I only had four where did the 5th one come from? I read the title on it.

Learning how to speak Trees 101

The color of the book was a dark gray and the text was in black.

What kind of book was this? "Uhm.. hey wilbur-" I was saying I looked down at where he was and he wasn't there.

Fuck what class did he have? I need to return his book..

I walked down the hall still looking at his book. I've never seen this in the library before..

"Hey big Q" Tommy said as we met in the hall. "Where are you heading?" I asked. "Oh the art room" Tommy said with a smile, "is Wilbur there?" I asked.

"Yeah he's there in my first period." Tommy replied "well give him this book and tell him that he dropped it.." I said handing him the book.

"Ok cya in 5th" Tommy said as he walked away.

I made my way to math class.

Later

Wilbur's pov:

Tommy gave me my book and told me that I dropped it and quackity wanted to return it. I guess that was kinda nice of him.

"Wilbur I have the perfect idea we are going to pour water on quackity's head in the hall and he will go running to the bathroom to change then you will lock the door on him." Dream said laughing.

For some odd reason I didnt want to lock him in the bathroom and I didn't want to poor water on his head maybe it was because he returned my book?..

"Yeah that's a good idea.. " I replied, I wanted to say no but i couldn't say it..

"Ok when we pass him in the hall I'll dump the water." Dream said as we left the art room.

We were walking down the hall and I saw quackity at his locker, he put his books in his locker and was about to grab something when dream dumped a water bottle on his head.

He turned around and the first person he seen was me, "THIS WAS MY MOTHERS HAT YOU ASSHOLE" he screamed, I saw his eyes water as he was yelling.

"I didnt-" before I could say anything he ran away, His shirt and hat was soaked.

"Go lock the door" dream said pushing me.

I walked away as dream stood there. Instead of locking the door I went up to my locker and grabbed my old black sweatshirt with 3 pink outlines of hearts in in the middle, and made my way to the bathroom.

I opened the door to hear heavy breathing from the middle stall. I walked over to the stall and handed my sweatshirt from the top of the stall.

"Here you can borrow this I'm sorry I didn't want to dump water on you and I didn't do it." I mumbled.

I felt him quickly grab it. I herd him changing. He unlocked the stall and walked out.

It was a bit too big on him. "Your an asshole" he said as he pressed his cigarette onto my neck I felt him turning it making a shaped burn on my neck.

"Ow what the fuck?!" I said, he grabbed the collar of my coat "listen here Mr. Soot no one plays with my fucking emotions you hear me?!" He yelled.

He let go of my collar and lit another cigarette taking a hit off it. As he walked out the bathroom leaving me here alone.

I looked in the mirror and the burn mark was an outline of a heart.

--------------------------------------------------
Word count: 980