yes i know it's been forever i haven't felt much motivation but i haven't left or anything don't worry :)
wilbur wandered down the street, glancing up into the sky. for once, the sky was clear of dark clouds and blue as ever. this type of weather almost never happened in england, but it wasn't unwelcome.
maybe it was because of the holiday. valentine's day. in wilbur's opinion, the best holiday. it was a day where you could openly express love for a special individual, and in public, no less.
as he thought about the events of the day ahead, a pep came into his step as he practically bounced down the road. he felt a buzz in his pocket as he rounded a corner, nearing his home.
My bitch <3
hey, will you be home soon?
yes dear, have patience with me.
you expect pateinice from me??
guess i shouldn't. also, it's patience, love
fuck you
it'll be the other way around tonight 😉
read: 4:37 pmwilbur shook his head at the silliness of his lover and continued on. he walked a couple more blocks, turned a few more corners, and there he was. home.
he hopped up the steps and fumbled in his pocket for the keys, sticking the correct one into the keyhole after a lot of jangling. it turned with a click, signifying that it was unlocked. wilbur heard running from inside the house. he grabbed the knob and turned it to the right, slowly revealing the cozy interior.
schlatt stood there with a smile on his face, although he looked a bit startled since the door had almost hit him in the face. wilbur stepped inside, shut the door, and opened his arms wide for a hug. instead of the expected, though, schlatt jumped up into wilbur's arms, and wilbur was quick to grab and hold him steady as schlatt's legs wrapped around his waist.
they bumped their foreheads together gently, looking into each others eyes. "hello, my love. happy valentine's day sweetie," wilbur spoke with a grin.
"happy v-day, loverboy," schlatt responded, glancing at the bag that was dangling from one of wilbur's arms. he unwound his legs from wilbur and reached them towards the floor, letting go when wilbur let go so he could plant both feet firmly onto the ground. "what's in there?" he questioned, gesturing towards the plastic bag.
"a little present," wilbur replied, reaching into the bag and pulling out (his cock) a box of chocolates. schlatt stared at the gift in wilbur's hand for a good, long while before he spoke.
"you do know that valentine's day is mostly a consumerist holiday made up so companies could make more money off of people loving one another, as human beings do, just for one day?"
"hmph, wow, guess you don't need these then."
"oh, oh-! no no no no no, i'll take them! i just wanted to make sure you knew!" schlatt exclaimed, snatching the box from wilbur's hand and eyeing him suspiciously, as if he did something wrong.
wilbur just laughed and pulled him into another embrace. schlatt, one hand preoccupied with sweets, hugged back awkwardly with one arm. when the two pulled away, wilbur snuck a peek at the wall clock, which read 5:01.
"hey, i have a little something special planned for us tonight, in honor of this consumerist holiday. so, if you'd like to join me, then we best be going soon," wilbur said, peeling his eyes away from the clock and looking straight (gay) at schlatt's face.
"o-oh, okay! do i need to go change, orrr-"
"nope, no need. the only person you need to impress tonight is me, and i think you look absolutely ravishing, 24/7," wil smirked. schlatt rolled his eyes and waved him off.
"yeah yeah, now let's go!"
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the pair laughed, slightly tipsy but no where near drunk. apparently, as it turned out, wilbur had gone and outdone himself again. he had planned a whole, nice little dinner on a hill, and wine to top it off! together they talked, and ate, and watched the sun slowly sink below the horizon, leaving them awash in surprisingly bright moonlight.
it felt as if they were on top of the city, looking down at the quiet remains of life left out on the street. most people were shut inside, celebrating sweet moments with a loved one, or maybe multiple loved ones.
wilbur had his legs crossed, and schlatt's legs hung over the edge of the hill, which was quite steep. the latter's head was resting against wilbur's shoulder, and his cheek was pressed against schlatt's soft hair.
"i wish every moment could be like this," schlatt sighed in content.
"it could be."
"not every moment, that's not possible!"
"but we could have a lot more."
wilbur nudged away from schlatt and started to get up, while schlatt watched with a confused look on his face. wilbur offered his hand out to the sitting schlatt, and pulled him up. then, wilbur crouched down again, one knee on the ground.
schlatt's heart started speeding up, going about 1000 beats per minute. wilbur reached behind himself and grabbed a small, black box. the black box. which surely contained a ring.
it was opened gingerly and presented to schlatt as if it were the most precious treasure in the world. and to him, it was.
wilbur didn't even manage to get out a word before schlatt slumped down and threw his arms around wilbur.
"YES!!!"
i pushed out a whole chapter in a day, yay!! but in all seriousness i apologize profusely for taking forever getting a new chapter out, i've slowly been hyper fixating over other things such as ghost and gorillaz, and my mcyt phase is still there, just fizzing out.
but don't worry! i won't stop writing because i would hate myself too much, i just don't have much inspiration rn and seriously don't know what to write soo yeah give me suggestions! i'm also super busy and don't get much time to work on these for you
but anyway hope y'all had a fantastic v-day, whether with someone special or not
i know i'm alone this year, but i'm ok with that :)
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