FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. /quackbur/

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ALR IVE NEVER WRITTEN SMUT SO IGNORE THIS😍smut isnt until 2nd or 3rd page.😞

Ahem anyways

Wilbur was sat at his working desk. The time was currently 3:45 PM. His shift ended in about 15 minutes. Out of boredom, he set his pen and paper down and stuffed his head in his arms. He barely managed to get any sleep last night. He felt his eyes drooping down but tried his hardest to not drift off. It was even harder because there was a calming ambiance of rain outside. After work was over,  Quackity was coming over to his house. He knew he had to stay awake so he wouldn't be so upset when Q arrives. He stared at the wall for a good 5 minutes and began putting his papers and work in his bag. His shift had ended. He quickly signed out and ran to his car. The car was wet since it was raining so hard. Wilbur quickly got in the car, trying to fix his hair since it also got a bit wet. He drove home and neatly set all of his things down. He wanted the room to be perfect. Wilbur was wearing a black suit and a dark red tie. It seemed a bit too fancy for just a friend coming over but he was too tired to change into something different. According to Quackity, he was supposed to be arriving in about 5 minutes. Wilbur has had some people such as Tommy or Phil come over to make stupid vlogs and stuff but never Quackity. You're probably wondering why Quackity's coming over. Well, the pair just wanted to spend some quality time together since they almost never did. They've known eachother for almost 4 years but never actually met up and had a face-to-face conversation. Although, they did spend hours and even overnight on call together. Online, Quackity was like his best friend. He was such a amazing man. Quite pretty aswell. He could just picture Quackity's face next to his. Wilbur's face reddened at the thought. He didn't have feelings, right? He was quickly snapped out of his thoughts by the loud knocking on the door. He got up from his seat and ran to the door. Almost immediately Wilbur felt like a spark just lit inside of him. He was greeted with a warm, gentle hug. Wilbur froze but gave into the hug. Quackity was just giggling most of the time. His smile. "Wow," Wilbur thought. He was so beautiful. Wilbur returned a smile and lead Quackity to the burgundy, velvet  sofa. Quackity was quick to compliment him and the room. Wilbur had almost completely forgotten that he was wearing a literal business suit. Quackity was wearing a white t- shirt and a black jacket with a pair of black jeans.  It looked nice on him. "Oh, sorry for the choice of fit. It's a bit much." Wilbur said, breaking the silence. Quackity scoffed. "Don't worry about it! If anything, I think I came a little underdressed." Wilbur sat two cups of tea on the table in front of them. " Well, I think you look rather cute," Wilbur chuckled, not realizing what he just said. The shorter let out a laugh. Wilburs face went crimson. The two talked for about 4 hours nonstop. They watched Harry Potter together aswell. It was great. Wilbur hadn't felt so happy in a while. Wilbur was telling a story about how Tommy almost ran him over. "That little shit tried to blame it on me. Could you believe that?!" Wilbur yawned. "Anyway, it's getting kinda late and you're lucky I-" Wilbur turned to Quackity, only to find him sound asleep. He froze, trying not to make a single sound. Wilbur noticed Quackity looked a bit uncomfortable in the position he was in. He didn't want to wake him up and make a hassle out of getting him home, so, he had an idea. Wilbur carefully put Quackity in his arms, making sure to not wake him. He handled him like the most fragile thing to exist. Wilbur brought the shorter to his room. He settled him on his large, fluffy bed. Wilbur then took a blanket and cautiously laid it out on him. Wilbur sighed in relief but realized that He would have nowhere else to sleep. He really wasn't about to just sleep on the floor. Wilbur thought it was a bit uncomfortable sleeping next to your friend who you just met up with, but had no other choice. Even if he did have another choice, he was incredibly sleep deprived and couldn't think of another way. He laid down on the bed gently and got under one of the covers. He shut his eyes, expecting to be greeted with sleep but he found himself staring at Quackity. He looked so innocent when he slept. Wilbur smiled, looking at the other. Quackity had beauty marks all over his face. They looked like stars, Wilbur connected them in his head. Wilbur's eyes fluttered like a butterfly. Suddenly without realizing, the taller drifted off peacefully. The world went silent.

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