( Little note- Angst int the beginning because why not?)
Wilbur left. He was out to get some things they needed. They? I mean they as in him and Quackity. Quackity and Wilbur were dating for a long time. But Quackity, he was upstairs snuggled in his and Wilbur's bed, crying because he thought he wasn't good enough. He was enough, more than enough. He was too perfect, is what Wilbur always thought. But Quackity thought different. Quackity had been clean for 8 months, but all that time was going to mean nothing. Quackity got up, not even hearing the front door open, Quackity went into his bathroom, drying his tears. He opened the cabinet under the sink and grabbed a tiny box hidden behind all the cleaning equipment. He opened it and smiled. There, was a tiny razor blade. Wilbur didn't know about this, and Wilbur was concerned because Quackity had been felt unmotivated to do anything and it showed.
MEANWHILE WITH WILBA
'I'm going to surprise Quackity, i'll sneak into the room and- Wilburs thoughts were interuppted with loud sobbing and word s of "Ouch" and/or "Ow".
'Ducky?' Wilbur thought. Wilbur silently went upstairs and noticed the sound was coming from he bathroom. He opened the bathroom door and gasped. Quackity turned around.
"Duckling?" Wilbur said sitting down next to Quackity.
"W-Wilbur? Your home early?" Quackity stuttered. "No, I texted you."
"M-My phones dead..." Quackity was about to throw the blade, until Wilbur grabbed Quackity's hand. "W-Wilbur just let me go-
Wilbur pulled Quackity into a tight hug. Thoughts raced Quackitys find. Mixed with, "he hates you" Or "He really does love you".
Quackity buried his head into Wilbur's chest. All Wilbur could do was smile; he was really sad though. His boyfriend, self-harming? Wilbur picked Quackity up bridal style and carried him into his bed. Wilbur went out of the room. Seconds later, Wilbur came in with a med kit. Quackity smiled and blushed. "I really do love you Quackity, but why would you do that? I'm not mad or disappointed. Just curious. " Wilbur said, bandaging Quackitys bleeding arm. "W-Well- I just think I'm not good enough..." Quackity admitted. 'Not enough?' Wilbur thought.
"Baby, you are enough. Your more than enough. Your perfect, Alex. I love you more then anything. I would die for you." Wilbur said, "I don"t desrve you baby." Wilbie said, he layed Quackity down and Wilbur laid next to him. Wilbur gave Quackiry and kiss on the forehead. And with that, they both fell asleep on eachothers arms. <3
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Another mcyt oneshot ship book
FanfictionOk yes hi, ME. This will include ships. Obviously, and uh warning: Smut, angst, and fluff along with kidnapping, raping, gore, and I put for some chapters I sometimes put their age younger or older. Or just changed one of their ages. So enjoy, also...
