Deja Vu../A quackbur fanfic/

Bruises and Tears

The sun spreaded his rays all over the room signifying that it was time to start a new day.

Wilbur fluttered his eyes open and looked around the room.It took a couple of minutes to realize that he was in Quackitys house.Then he remembered last night and all the fun they had:)

He turned around and saw that Quackity was still sleeping.He sure is really calm when he is dreaming.
He wonders how he could even sleep without his bed pillow to keep him warm.You see,he really was sensitive at the cold and needed something to help him relax.That is probably why he didn't like sleepovers,cause it was weard for his age to still have a pillow.
Wilbur hated that way of thinking and simply didn't exept their sopousedly 'fun' sleepovers back at their home.So only Tommy got to go,since he was the one that was targeted to come.Wilbur was just a guest.

Some time later Quackity moved a little and faced Wilburs back.He was still sleeping but he looked like in search of something.He felt like he was missing something.Where did it go?

He stretched his arms and huged Wilburs back.He found it.He drafted to sleep once more,now calmer.

That took Wilbur by surprise not to lie.He felt his cheeks heat up a little and his mouth form a sweet smile.He felt so so happy.So warm.So nice...

They spent about another 30 minutes in bed before Wilbur woke up again.

"Quackity..?"said wilbur half whispering so he didn't startle the little.
"Hmph......."
"you have to wake up-"said Wilbur lifting some of the ravenettes hair that were covering his face."you know what...nevermind!"

Clearly Quackity was not a morning person.He wanted to sleep and Wilbur didn't ant  to ruin his comfort.So he decided to get up and leave the boy to sleep a little longer.

Thank goodnes the bathroom was close to Quackitys room.It really spared some awkward moments from Quackitys mom and Wilbur.She wasn't anything bad,its just that Wilbur was a little shy and awkward.

So wilbur went to the bathroom.He washed his face and tried his best to fix his hair in a decent shape.

When he got out and enterd the bedroom he noticed Quackity wasn't there anymore.

He must of have gotten up.

" *yawn* Mornin:)"
"Morning sleepy head."said Wilbur turning his head toards Quackity that came back from the hallway.

"What time is it?"said Quackity rubbing his eye still a little sleepy.
"I'd say like...around 10?"
"Damn."the little one  sat on his bed grabbing a pillow and hugging it "Last night was tiring.."
"Heh yea.."said Wilbur hopping on he bed front first."What do you want to do today ducky?"

Quackity budged Wilbur a little.Wilbur just giggled.
"Don't call me that stupid."
(god damn the urge to curse is big but they are kids and i dont want to demonitize my own universe lol)
"Ill try~"said Wilbur grinning.

"Do you want to play in the park today?"said Wilbur turning his face to the ceiling.Quackity laid face up as well a little unsure.
"S-sure..."
"Is there something wrong?"
There was a little bit of silence.
"N-no.It's just  that maybe something bad will happen...?"
"Something bad?..."
"Y-yea...like maybe we will get hurt badly,o-or have kids that...."
"Kids that what?"
"....I don't k-know.I just feel better here.."

Quackity really didn't want to tell Wilbur what is wrong.Maybe that will scare him,o-or weard him.He was scared about Schlatt.What if Fundy told him that he was with another friend now....what will happen.What if they get hurt?What if Quackity loses Wilbur.....Oh god,that was painfull to imagine...

He wanted to stay here,for as long as he could,for as long as he had Wilbur with him.

Quackity really thought that day he was going to lose Wilbur.The day he saw fundy.The day he trusted him,but probably shouldn't have...
Thats why he stayed home.He couldn't bring himself to see Wilbur sad or hurt...so he stayed in bed.