| Schlattbur Oneshots |

bad day?

wilbur stared at the tv mindlessly, different news headlines flashing across the screen. he couldn't care less, and let his eyes wander down to his phone. he tapped his fingers impatiently on the arm of the sofa. no texts from schlatt.

when was he going to get here? he was supposed to get off work an hour ago and he's still not home, and no texts or calls. no nothing.

suddenly, the door creaked open and in stepped schlatt. wilbur immediately dropped his phone on the floor and stood up, going to greet his lover.

"schlatt, sweetheart! how was work princess? why are you just now coming home?", wilbur pummeled him with questions. schlatt stayed noticeably silent, staring at the ground and not saying anything. he stepped past wilbur and set his keys down on a counter.

wilbur turned around, confused. why was he ignored? he followed schlatt and when schlatt tried to avoid him again wilbur took him by the waist.

he grabbed schlatt's chin and lifted it up towards his face, noticing the verge-of-tears glisten in his eyes.

"what's wrong..?", wilbur muttered, reaching the arm that was around schlatt's waist over more to reach his side, rubbing it comfortingly.

"..nothing wilbur, i'm fine", schlatt mumbled, but his voice cracked and a traitorous tear broke free.

"aww baby.. did you have a bad day?", wilbur asked, removing his hand from schlatt's face and instead putting it on the back of his head to push him closer to wil.

schlatt just nodded and buried himself in wilbur's chest. wilbur just cooed and whispered calming, sweet nothings to him. the tears soon became a waterfall, and once they started, there was no stopping them.

and that's how the two stood, for quite awhile, wilbur slowly rocking back and forth in a comforting manner.

eventually, schlatt's sobbing turned to sniffles and the hiccupy feeling that you always get after crying for a long period of time. he was all cried out.

"here's what we can do, you listening, love?", wilbur asked. schlatt gave him a brief nod, and peeled away his red and tear-stained face from wilbur's chest.

wilbur reached up a hand and used his thumb to wipe away any remaining tears left on schlatt's cheek before continuing, "we can order something, anything you want, and have it delivered. lay down on the couch and watch something and just have a relaxing evening, ok? maybe you should call off work tomorrow too? we could spend the whole day together, doing whatever you want!"

schlatt smiled a little and spoke up, his voice cracking at first but starting to find its strength again, "..that sounds nice."

wilbur nodded and reached down towards the floor for his phone, but right as his fingers brushed the phone case, he was pulled back up again and into a very tight hug.

"i don't know what i ever did to deserve you..", schlatt mumbled.

"likewise", wilbur replied, returning the hug.

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[500 Words]