|WARNING, This chapter starts with angst about masochistic driven self-harm, most of the chapter will be fluff though|
Wilbur's POV
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I sighed happily and smiled at myself in the mirror. It's been a few months since I moved in with my boyfriend, Quackity. Since I had, I stopped cutting myself, I was happy and distracted, not to mention Quackity checks me for new cuts every Friday.Recently though, the need for pain had become so overwhelming I could hardly take my mind off it. Ever since I saw my dad and got physically hurt for the first time since I'd moved in with Quackity. I've craved the wonderful, stinging feeling and the look of the deep red blood welling up to the surface of my arms and thighs.
So here I am, standing in the bathroom of my boyfriend's house, looking in the mirror admiring the cuts and savoring the stinging pain. I sighed again and grabbed a roll of toilet paper, ripping some off and wetting it slightly in the sink.
I wipped up the blood from my arms, wincing but satisfied with the surges of pain shooting through my arm everytime I touched one of the cuts with the paper.
Once I had the top layer of blood cleaned up I wrapped my arms and thighs with bandages. Then I slipped on my usual yellow sweater. I have a handful of yellow sweaters that look the same that ways it's hard to tell when I'm just wearing one of my favorite sweaters or I've got fresh cuts.
I heard a knock at the door just as I'd put on my sweater. "One moment!" I called. I flushed the bloody toilet paper and washed my hands before I opened the door.
"Hello my sunrise!" I greeted Quackity when I saw him on the other side of the door. "Hello mi amor, you took quite awhile, you feeling ok?" my lover asked. "Yeah I'm wonderful!" I said lightly, genuinely happy. "Alright pretty boy. You excited for movie night?" Quackity smiled. "Very!" I grinned.
Quackity and I walked downstairs and hugged his mom goodbye, heading out the door to my brother and I'm (now adopted) father's house. Our original father disowned Tommy and I after our encounter at Phil's house. Tommy told Philza and he immediately took the opportunity to adopt us both.
Techno moved out of his dad's house and has almost completely cut him out of his life now that he's seen the shit his dad did to me. Quackity and I took an hour and a half long walk to my new family's house.
We knocked on the door and watched through the window as Tommy quite literally jumped down the stairs. He opened the door incredibly energetic and invited us in. Quackity and I stepped inside and Tommy shut the door behind us, then running to Tubbo who stood at the top of the stairs.
Quackity and I sat on a chair in the living room together. Phil's house is very nice, quite large as well. The front porch had a step up to the door, nice pillars holding up a portion of the roof to cover the porch. Just inside the house was the living room to the right and stairs straight ahead, I've never been upstairs so I can't say much about it, though I know that's where Tommy and Tubbo's rooms are. The house had a nice polished spruce wooden flooring. The living room had a multi-colored rug in the center of the room, a small coffee table on top, the bottom made of a metal half-cirlce with a stripped birch top and a large plant in the middle. The room was filled with different kinds of plants, some on the gap in the wall between the living room and kitchen, some hanging from behind the chairs, and others in the ledge of the window on the side of the house. There are two comfortable black leather chairs covered soft, fluffy pillows and blankets just in front of a large window in the front of the house. The opposite side of the room from the chairs there was an elegant piano, in the corner across the doorway from the piano was an swinging egg-chair.
The next room over is the kitchen and dining room. The kitchen had white cabinets and place marbled counters, an island on the left side of the walkway to the next room. Three stools were pulled up to the island on the sides facing away from the counters, fridge, and ect. To the left of walking into the kitchen was a hallway to the bathroom, Phil's room, the pantry, and the stairway to the basement. The table for the dining room was to the right of the kitchen with a large enough table for Tommy, Tubbo, Phil, Techno, Quackity and I to all eat at together.
Through the large open doorway in a nice greenroom on the other side of the kitchen from the living room. It had a really nice, soft gray
corner-couch and a large flatscreen TV on a stand across from the couch and a black wooden coffee table between the two. Then there's a sliding door to a large backyard with a nice garden in the back corner.Quackity and I cuddled together on a chair in the living room though we kept getting strange looks from Tommy and Tubbo.
"Ok, Toms, goat boy, why are you two giving us those looks? You've been acting weird since we got here." I glared at them. "What are those!" Tommy demanded, pointing at mine and Quackity's necks. "What are what?" I asked and looked at Quackity's neck where Tommy had pointed. Quackity returned the search, looking to see what Tommy was pointing at on me.
"Oh, fuck.." I heard Quackity mumbled, only loud enough for me to hear. I looked a him worriedly, unable to see anything on my lover's neck. "You've still got hickeys from playing truth or dare with Niki and Jack last week.." Quackity whispered to me. "What?!" my eyes widened, but I quickly lowered my voice. "Those should've been gone by now!"
"Well? What are they!" Tubbo backed Tommy up. "Should we really tell them?" Quackity raised an eyebrow at the two younger boys. "We're big men! Tell us!" Tommy demanded again. I sighed and gave Quackity a look, he nodded and laughed meanly.
"Tommy, Tubbo, you know how Quackity and I love each other very much.." I started, and watched as Tommy and Tubbo's faces got a look of disgust and disbelief. "YOU TWO HAD SEX?!" Tommy yelled. Quackity and I burst out laughing as we heard two other people, Phil and Techno, run in from the kitchen. "YOU TWO WHAT!" the two oldest boys yelled together.
"No, no no." Quackity said between violent laughing, "We were playing truth or dare with our friends Niki and Jack." I finished his thought as he was laughing to hard to finish it himself.
"What the hell was the dare?!" Techno stared in disgust. "Freak you guys out, like we're doing now!" Quackity finally stopped laughing, wipping tears off his cheeks. "You two are gross!" Tubbo stuck out his tongue.
Phil and Techno went back to the kitchen, rolling their eyes and laughing a bit. Quackity raised an eyebrow at Tubbo, "Gross huh?" he laughed. Tommy nodded in agreement with Tubbo. Quackity looked at me, asking a silent question, I nodded and laughed too.
Quackity turned to fully face me and leaned it, connecting our lips. I melted and kissed him back, I heard Tommy scream "GROSS" and Tubbo made a gagging noise. Quackity pulled away and we laughed, seeing how the two younger boys had run out of the room.
Phil and Techno made dinner and we all ate together, I made popcorn for everyone and we all settled on the couch in the greenroom. Phil and Techno sat on one side of the couch, Tommy and Tubbo clung together (like usual) in the middle, and Quackity and I cuddled together on the other side of the clingy boys. Tommy and I were back to back the whole time, Phil was next to Tubbo and Techno next to him.
We watched a couple Disney movies, some Marvel and lastly, my personal favorite, horror. Tommy and Tubbo screamed in terror anytime any small thing happened, then they'd laugh at how dumb they sounded. I let out little scared yips every so often and jumped, scooting closer to my boyfriend every time.
At one point I felt something soft against the back of my neck. Now that I was curled up in my lover's arms and cuddling against his chest I guess he let his wings out. I cuddled into him more somehow and wrapped my legs around Quackity's, his wings wrapped around me to the best of their ability.
Soon enough I fell asleep in Quackity's arms, but not before I realized Tommy had wrapped his arms around me. Tubbo still clung to him, his arms similarly around Tommy. The four of us practically fell asleep in a pile together.
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