Cigarette Love//quackbur//

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Quackity's POV

Wilbur had successfully dragged me into the kitchen, then let go of my hand, making me fall.

"Ow! You idiot!" I yell.

"Oops sorry darling!" He says as he kisses my head. "Hope you feel better!" He smiles.

"Dumbass a kiss won't help me get up."

"Oh-" He then quickly helps me up out of embarrassment. "Anyways come on let's get cooking!"

He grabbed a frying pan from a bottom cupboard then some pancake batter from the fridge.

"You make pancakes, I do everything else."

"Alright then Q!" Wilbur said then placed a kiss on my forehead.

"Why the fuck do you keep kissing my forehead weirdo?!" I yelled.

"Why? Could I not?" He asked pouring pancake batter into the pan.

I stayed silent. "I guess I can then." Wilbur said then kissed my forehead again.

"Hey! I- whatever..." I huff.

"Well are you gonna do your job or do I have to be the adult here?"

"I don't know where is what dumbass!" I yell in response. He mouthed an "Oh." Before opening a cupboard revealing plates, bowls, and a variety of cups. He then went to a drawer then opened it revealing forks, spoons, knives, and straws.

I then started getting the table ready, bringing out plates and forks and two mugs.

"What do you wanna drink?" I asked walking over to the fridge.

"I'll just have water." I nodded even though he couldn't see me because he was too focused on making pancakes.

I grabbed the water flitter that sat on the top of the fridge shelf. I then poured it into the mug and placed it on the table.

I then grabbed some apple juice for myself, and poured that into the other  mug.

"Dinner is served!" Wilbur said placing a stack of pancakes on the table.

"Breakfast." I corrected him then sat down.

"Eh same thing." He said also sitting down;next to me.

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Once we were both finished, Wilbur took our plates to the sink while I went on my phone. 5:07am. It read on my phone.

I just decided to scroll on Twitter for a little, until Wilbur came up from behind me and hugging me, earning a jump from me.

"What now?!" I asked annoyed, in reality enjoying every second of it.

"Could I not do this?" He said softly into the crack of my neck. Making me flustered very quickly. At that point I was just speechless.

He then started kissing softly at my neck, turning into soft nibbles, making me bite my bottom lip a bit.

He then returned to kissing my neck trailing up to my cheek. He then simply rested in the crook of my neck. Damn it... I wanna kiss him so badly.

Wilbur then stopped hugging me, earning me to turn around with a confused face. He then carried me and took me away.

"Hey! Put me down!" I sqwrim.

We then got to his bedroom, where he placed me down onto his bed and got ontop of me.

"W-wilbur...?"

He yawned then layed down onto my chest.

"Aww is Softbur touch straved?" I say in a mocking tone as I play with his messy hair.

"Shut up maybe I am." He says.

I smile as I see how soft he's become.

"Fine only this one time." I say as i kiss his forehead.

"I thought you said no forehead kisses." He smirked.

"Shut up, I'm only doing this for one time."

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