FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. /quackbur/

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Wilburs eyes fluttered open. He stretched his arms out, yawning slightly. He was then hit with the thought of what happened last night. He jumped to see if Quackity was still there. To his surprise, he was wide awake on his phone. Quackity was facing the other side of the bed, on his side. Wilbur thought it would be funny to scare the shit out of him so he grabbed Quackitys shoulders aggressively. Quackity flinched, almost falling off the bed and let out a small shout. Wilbur started hysterically laughing. "WILBUR," Quackity screamed, beginning to laugh along with the other. Wilburs eyes began watering from laughing so much. The two started play fighting eachother with pillows and such. Eventually, Wilbur went to the kitchen to make something for breakfast for the both. Nothing too fancy, just cereal and a bowl of fruits with a smoothie. Quackity came out of the room with his hair all messy. Wilbur giggled at the sight. They ate calmly, talking about one another. Wilbur was more of a listener than talker, but god he enjoyed hearing Quackity talking. He always just stared at him, like the most precious thing ever. Well, simply because he was! After Quackity walked over to the sink to put the bowls in, Wilbur fixed the shorters hair gently. "There," Wilbur chuckled. Quackity turned around to face Wilbur. They locked in deep eye contact. It was silent. The tension was strong. Wilbur looked away first, hiding his cherry red face in his hands. "Flustered bitch," Quackity roughly says. Wilbur clears his throat and coughs a bit, out of pure embarrassment. Quackity was gonna head to the bathroom to change out of his sleep clothes but completely forgotten that he hadn't packed anything since he didn't originally plan to stay over for a while. Turns out, Wilbur allowed Quackity to stay over for however long he wanted. "Hey Wil, do you mind me borrowing any of your clothes? I didn't pack any." Quackity asked. "Take whatever you want! We can go shopping later," Wilbur replied. Quackity chose a white dad shirt, some jeans, and a black hoodie. He went into the bathroom to get changed. In the mean time, Wilbur got himself a outfit aswell. A brown blouse and black cargo pants. Wilbur had planned going to the mall with Quackity since he said he was planning on staying over for a while. Wilbur was actually lonely most of the time. He only saw people come over once every couple months, so, having Quackity over was a different experience for him. He wanted Quackity to be as comfortable as possible during his stay. Wilbur got changed in his room since the bathroom was occupied. He walked out of the room seeing Quackity in his outfit. Wilbur just stared at the man. He just kept thinking weird things. The things Wilbur could do to him. It was a strange feeling. He was just imagining weird things. What would happen if Quackity did this or that. His lips looked so kissable. Wilbur was zoned out completely, his eyes locked in at the wall Quackity was once leaning on before he came up to Wilbur. "Soot,"Quackity snapped his fingers. Wilbur flinched, blinking rapidly. "Oh, shit-" Wilbur dryly said. "You alright?" Quackity said, with a slightly concerned tone. "Yeah- I just zoned out for a bit," Wilbur assured. Wilbur was still staring at Quackity. About 20 minutes later, the two went to the mall. They ended up getting a bag or two of clothes and a couple more of just random stuff. Wilbur has actually planned on having some wine with Quackity tonight. He thought it would be fun. He hadn't tried wine in a couple years. He used to get drunk every time he felt like shit. That was his coping method. Ever since things got better, he forbid himself from drinking. But having wine with someone special won't hurt.

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