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This fan art is a lot more wholesome than what you're about to read-
CW
Lime
Implied topbur
Implied Shower segs
Crying? (You know, I wrote this and I already forgot-)
Clingybur
Arguing (Poorly written.)
Wilbur fucking up :]
Reference to lore-
I think that should be it?
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// Third Person POV //
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Quackity opened the door dragging his feet behind him.
He was in no mood for anything, it was pouring rain outside leaving the duck soaking wet.
He knew he couldn't just fall on his bed as he normally did cause he didn't hate himself that much.
So once Q entered his room he started to strip off his tie and shirt.
"My, someone's enthusiastic tonight~"
Quackity flinched at the voice (69)
but calmed once he saw the face
"Shut up Wil."
"Awww, what's the matter duckling~"
Wilbur was sitting on his bed with his legs crossed and trench coat off.
"I'm in no mood for this Soot. Can you just cut the stupid fucking act."
He sounded as if he was on the break of tears.
"Hey, hey, hey, it's okay darling,"
Wilbur stood up and walked over to the shorter and cupped his face,
"What happened?"
"It was just... I don't wanna talk about it."
He melted into his boyfriend's touch smiling softly.
"Okay baby, do you want something to eat and or drink? Or a shower?
All three?"
Q nodded and wrapped his arms around Wilbur's waist slowing his breaths.
"Okay..."
Wil grabbed his legs motioning for him to jump up which he did, wrapping his legs around the taller.
He rubbed the duck's back humming a comforting melody and then set him down on the bed kissing his face all over and scratching his face with his stubble.
Quackity laughed a little smiling and looking up at him seemingly relaxed.
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// Quackity POV //
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Wilbur came back with some steak and water, he sat down next to me on our bed and wrapped an arm around me rubbing my shoulder, slowly taking off my shirt.
"Wil-"
"Shh, let me take care of you darling..."
I sighed and finished my food taking the last sip of my drink.
"Are you done duckling?"
I nodded looking over at him.
He moved one of his hands under my thighs and another under my arm, lifting me u bridal style.
"Baby-"
"Are you gonna let me take care of you or what?"
"Fine. I'm not passing up you being a decent lover."
"That fuck's that supposed to mean-"
"Just keep being a clingy fuck while I have the mood for it."
He just laughed and brought me to the bathroom setting me on the counter and turning on the shower.
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//Bαƈƙ αɳԃ Fσɾɠσƚƚҽɳ// (Old Version + Unfinished)
Fanfiction[ This was a oneshot idea I had that I've decided to make into a story. Mainly cause I was bored but you know :] Wilbur washed up on shore one day, passed out and his boat destroyed. A blond male walked down to the beach as he normally did after it...
