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❦︎𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 25 ❦︎.

ANGST AU

WHEN GOING AWAY IS EASY, BUT COMING HOME IS HARD.

It was W and E's sixth year, and they had been together for a little while now. In secret, of course.

Now, the both of them were cuddled up together in the Rooftop, whilst E kept trying to steal kisses from his lover.

"ENDY!" W whined softly as E attempted to kiss him again. The taller pulled back, grinning as W hit his arm lightly.

Picking up his hand, W ran his rough fingers over E's smooth, pale ones, and he took this time to just look at W.

He was beautiful. There were no other words to describe him. He was just so incredibly beautiful, inside and out.

E watched as W fit his fingers to his own. He seemed utterly absorbed, and E's heart melted. He was so adorable.

W noticed E watching, and blushed, looking up.

"What?" W asked, looking away shyly.

E's stomach erupted with butterflies. He was so cute!

Lifting a finger under his chin, E whispered, "Hey, baby, look at me."

W turned and faced E with his amazing pitchy-obsidian eyes. E was sure he forgot how to breathe.

"There's something I've been meaning to do," E said, his eyes never leaving W's. "For quite a while now," he added, feeling extremely nervous.

W opened his mouth to say something, but E stopped him, placing a finger on W's lips.

"Sshh," he whispered. "I don't want you to say anything. Just wait a moment."

W obliged, and watched as E crawled off the bed and stood on the floor next to it, looking W deep in the eyes, nervousness taking over him.

Getting down on one knee, E pulled a small box out of his pocket with shaking fingers.

"Wither Skeleton," he started. His throat seemed to have closed up. "You are my life. And I don't ever want to lose you. I love you so much, and I hope that I can show you that by promising forever. I've seen you laugh, I've seen you cry. Damn, I hate it when you cry, but you always look so pretty. I couldn't put into words how I'd feel if you decided to leave me. I never want that day to come.

"You are my everything, and I want you to see that. Wither skeleton, this is a promise ring. I know that we are too young to marry, but if it were different, I'd be taking you in my arms from our wedding right now.

"Wither skeleton, I promise to always love, protect, and never to hurt you in any way possible; weather that be emotionally, physically or mentally. I promise to treasure you fover. Will you accept?"

W was sitting on the bed, shocked, staring at E, with tears rolling down his face, a hand to his mouth.

Opening his mouth to say something, he abruptly shut it.

Did I say something wrong? E thought. Oh god, what if he hates me?

"Wither?" E whispered.

Then W's face turned. The love in his eyes had gone and his face went dark. Disgust was written clear upon his features.

"You're one of them?" W hissed, scrambling to the other side of the bed. "YOU'RE ONE OF THEM?!" he screamed, staring at E in horror.

Shit. This was not how it was supposed to go.

"Harry, wha-" E said, standing up in shock.

"No!" W screamed, standing up too on the other side of the bed to separate himself from E. "No! Don't you dare! Don't talk to me!"