Learning to Re-love

Sleep Call

      Quackity walked out of the hospital, heading home. "Shit.. it's fucking cold out here." he held himself, wishing he had worn a jacket. Good thing his apartment isn't too far away. (I know he doesn't live in one but IT'S FOR CONTENT) 

He put a pep in his step, speed walking to his apartment. He walked into the complex, taking the stairs because the elevator was out of order. 

"They need to get this place taken care of better." he sighed, unlocking his door, walking in and locking it behind him. Alex went to the bathroom, to get changed. 

Looking in the mirror, he imagined Wilbur there, kissing the top of his head while holding his waist. Like before. He shook his hand, getting undressed.

 Q looked at his body in the mirror, scars from his and Wilbur's last physical fight. He sighed, putting on Will's yellow sweater and beanie along with basketball shorts. 

He groaned while getting into bed. While he was staring at the ceiling, his phone buzzed, indicating he got a text. He turned it on the read, hissing at the bright light. 

"I really need fucking dark mode." he read it, it said 'Hey, honey :)' it was Wilbur. Q replied back 'why aren't you asleep' 

Guapo💛
'I missed you, honey :) and found you in my contacts' 

'whatever, will'

Guapo💛
'Awee, you didn't miss me?' 

'never said I didn't' 

Guapo💛
'So you did?'

'shut up, go to sleep'

Guapo💛
'no'

'yes'

Guapo💛
'no'

      Wilbur called Quackity. Naturally he picked up. The call dimmed the brights light, which made him sigh out of relief. 

"Honey~", "What Wilbur. Why aren't you asleep?" Will rolled his eyes. "Because I don't have to. I'm not even sleepy." 

Q sighed again. "But they're probably going to do more tests on you that they need you awake for."
"So? That doesn't concern me."
"It does."
"Nu-huh."
"It should."
"But it doesn't."
"I hate you."
"No you don't."
"Fuck you."
"No."
"Shut up!"
"Ladies first." 

      They both giggled like teen girls at the immature fight. They were talking like they were best friends in middle school.

The topic was changing a lot. It was first the silly argument, then Tallulah, Phil, the band, his friends, Tilín, their life beforehand, their marriage plans before this happened. 

They were talking about basically everything. When Wilbur yawned.
"Sleepy, huh?"
"Nope."
"Sure, guapo. I'm going to hang up so we can get some sleep."
"Alex.. can you. Can we sleep on call?"
Quackity hesitated "Fine."
"Thank you."

Quackity sighed again, followed by a yawn this time. "You're sleepy too, hm?" Wilbur hummed into the speaker. "Yeah... It's 10:53.." Will scoffed. "So?", "It's late, Wilbur." Q sighed while pulling his blanket over his shoulders and falling asleep. It didn't take long until Q was passed out and snoring. 

"Alex?" Wilbur heard him snore again.
"Alex, are you awake?" Obviously he wasn't. Wilbur chuckled lightly.
"Goodnight, honey. Sleep well." 

Wilbur put the phone on the night stand face down since it was a voice call, but he didn't leave the call. He pulled the hospital blanket over his head, slowly drifting asleep.