𝘽𝙀𝙀 𝙃𝙐𝙈𝙈𝙄𝙉𝙂𝘽𝙄𝙍𝘿 | quacknap

Day two

He sits in silence for just long enough for worry to fester in his organs, and before he can act on his fear and break the door down, there's a loud scrape of something heavy against the floor. It takes a moment of contemplation, but Sapnap eventually realises that it sounds like a slide-door, and after another moment of remembering Quackity's floorplan, he realises it must have been the opening of the door to the balcony.

He furrows his eyebrows, straining his hearing again until he hears the light patter of bare feet on wooden floors. Quackity must have been out on the balcony, door closed, which is why Sapnap hadn't got a reply with this knock. "Q." He murmurs to the door without thought, so quiet he has to wonder if Quackity even heard it at all.

The footsteps pausing confirm he was loud enough. "You were out on your balcony for a long time." Sapnap says slightly louder after a small silence. "Are you okay?"

There's no reply except for a quiet shuffle and then silence again, as if Quackity was giving Sapnap room to speak. He uses it to his advantage. "I um.. I need to apologise, obviously, and I would rather not do it through the door but that's clearly a factor I need to earn, so..."

He clears his throat with no reply. "I'm sorry. And I know it means jack-shit to you but it is true, and this time wandering around has given me time to think." He sits up, barely thinking through his words before speaking them aloud. "I'm selfish, and horrible, and a bad, bad person. And if i was like, your friend or something and myself was someone else i would advise you to stay the fuck away from me because i really just, i'm not that great.

"But I'm selfish, I've realised that, and if being selfish means I get to be with you and make you food and joke with you and gives you massages then I would willingly become just as bad as everyone else on this fucking smp."

He takes a deep breath. "I do still love you, ducky, and I don't expect anything in return but.. I wanted you to know that."

Speaking the words aloud feels like clarity as he takes his final breath, feeling solace in drowning after hours of treading water.

Finally, there's a sign of his lover, a heartbeat on an otherwise flatline; there's a soft, shaky intake of breath, and the click of the bedroom door being unlocked. An invitation.

Sapnap sits up properly at both sounds, and stares at the door for a solid few seconds before the rest of his body catches up and he's rising to two feet. Despite how his mind runs wild and how the adrenaline is moments away from sending deadly sparks flying from his fingers, he moves slowly. His actions are careful and precise, and even as he places his hand on a cold doorknob and turns it slowly, it doesn't melt under his grasp.

There's a light resistance when he pushes forward, and after attentive movements and the scrape of something on the ground he realises it's the broken china from whatever had been thrown at the door earlier getting stuck under the door. He recognises the pattern on the hardened clay as the one that had been on the table opposite Quackity's bed.

He manages to open the door enough to walk in fully, and the sight has his breath taken away from him.

581 words.

another chapter posted very soon to make up for the short one (monkey covering eyes emoji)