Cigarette Love//quackbur//

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(STEAMY AND MORE BUT NO KISSING YET)

Quackity's POV

I had my head in my knees while still bawling my eyes out. I kept crying and crying until I heard the door open. Fuck. This person is gonna think I'm a softie!

I look up and I see a tall figure. I couldn't see that clearly because my eyes were glossy from crying.

"Ranboo?" I ask to the figure.

"No my name is actually Wilbur soot." Wilbur said sitting next to me.

"What the fuck do you want can't you see I'm busy?!"

"Well I was going to annoy you but looks like you decided to start crying. So care for a cigarette and talk about it?" Wilbur then went into the pocket of his brown trenchcoat and pulled out a pack of cigarettes.

"Ugh fine..." Wilbur then hands me a cigarette then lights it up. He then does the same with his and puffs out a big cloud of smoke.

"So, what's bothering you?"

"Well... My fiance's want to break up with me because I've been too busy with work and never hang out with them. They also said I'm cheating on them with you, but clearly I'm not. And they also said that I don't fit in with them anymore, so that's why I'm bawling my fucking eyes off." I vent.

"Those two are jerks. I believe you can find someone better then them. Someone who won't leave you." Wilbur said while putting his hand on my shoulder, immediately making me blush.

"But I'm so done with love! All the relationships I've gone through have ended horribly!"

"I think there's someone out there that will make you happier then anyone else. I just know it."

"What are you? An inspiration quote book?" I ask looking at him.

"Yes. Will you be the dictionary to my quote book?" Wilbur asked sarcastically.

"Of course my little quote book!" We then both shared a good laugh.

It actually made me feel so much better. No more tears were streaming down my face. All I felt was happy.

"So, who will "change my life and make me happy" Wilbur?"

"I don't know."

"Dumbass."

"Come on Big Q! We were just getting along!" Wilbur whined.

I just giggled then threw out my cigarette and so did Wilbur.

"So... What now?" I ask as I sit on my desk.

"Make out?"

"No." I really meant yes but obviously couldn't admit that. Wilbur then got closer to me until he stood between my legs, putting his hands on my hips.

"Um Wilbur...?"

"Yes Alex?" He whispered in an indescribable tone; sending shivers down my spine. My cheeks burning more then a dessert, making me even more nervous.

"I- don't call me that." I say trying to push him away but miserably fail.

"Aw, why not Alex?" He whispered again but this time soundly so much more seductive. These voices he was making was turning me on, he needed to stop.

"W-wilbur just stop.." I say trying to hide the fact that I really much enjoyed this.

"Looks like someone can't handle me~" Wilbur whispered looking down at my yk.

I quickly put my hands on top of it but making it look like I just changed my sitting position.

"Alex you're too late. I already caught you, red handed." He whispered getting super close to me.

Wilbur then played with my hair that stuck out from my beanie while still holding me close. Twirling his finger around locks of my black messy hair making me very flustered.

"If you wanna kiss me so bad then just do it!" I yelled but not too loud so the people next door won't hear.

"You're parcticuly asking me to kiss you, you naughty duck." He whispered but a little louder. (Cringing a lot rn)

I gulped. "Now you're degrading me? Pathetic..." I say still covering my spot.

"I can do a lot worse darling." He said. I wasn't looking at him, but I could feel his smirk.

I was about to say something until the door flung open. Wilbur immediately getting out of the position we were in and standing next to me with his hands behind his back.

"Uh hi Quackity."

There stood two very, very familiar figures in the doorway.

"You guys."

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