The Day We Met| Quackbur/TNTDuo| Highschool AU

So.. It's Called Masochism?

|WARNING, this chapter is about masochistic driven self harming|

Wilbur's POV
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I woke up on the couch in the green room at my (new) dad's house, wrapped in a blanket and laying against my already awake boyfriend. Tommy and Tubbo were playing Minecraft on the TV while Quackity watched and I heard Phil and Techno talking in the kitchen.

I noticed Quackity's wings still wrapped around me, he didn't seem worried about it like he usually was and no one seemed to pay any mind to them.

"Good morning baby!" Quackity smiled down at me. "G'morning sunrise.." I yawned and stretched, sitting upright. "God I love your morning voice." my lover flirted and kissed my cheek. "Eww!" Tubbo stuck out his tongue in a joking way. "You two are gross!" Tommy agreed.

Quackity and I laughed and continued to cuddle together on the couch and watch the younger boys play their games. At one point Quackity told me his legs were falling asleep so we changed up how we were sitting.

Quackity sat on my lap and I hissed in pain. "You ok baby?" he asked me. "Yeah, I'm alright, my legs are just sore from how I slept last night I guess." I shrugged. "Wilbur.." Quackity stared me in the eye.

I know what's coming now, like always he somehow saw through me. He always knows when I'm lying, I'm not even sure how I'm really good at lying.

"Yes..?" I hesitated and smiled sheepishly. "I know your lying to me. What's wrong?" Quackity cupped my cheeks. I sighed, "Can this wait? I don't want to do this in front of my brothers.."

Quackity got up and pulled me up with him. He dragged me to the bathroom and told me to stay there. He walked off for a moment and I heard him ask Phil or Techno to stand outside the bathroom door for a moment. Quackity came back with Techno in tow, my older brother stood just outside the doorway and Quackity walked in and shut the door behind himself.

"You know very well what this is about." He deadpanned. "I know.." I sighed and slipped off my sweater, followed by my sweatpants. "Oh, Wil.." Quackity sighed sadly, "You were making so much progress.."

I looked at the ground and stayed silent. Quackity walked over and hugged me. "How bad is it under the bandages?" he asked. "... bad.." I answered hesitantly. "Do you mind if I take a look?" Quackity backed away from me and asked again. I held out my arms to him, signaling it was fine.

Quackity took my arms and unwrapped the bandages, holding out a wing to me for comfort. I mumbled a quiet "Thank you.." and sat on the sink, petting his wing softly and keeping away from the areas that would make him, uncomfortable.

"Your arms aren't as bad as before, I'm proud of you amor." Quackity smiled softly and kiss my cheek. He moved over to start unwrapping the bandages on my thighs, looking at me to make sure it was ok before doing so. I nodded and he unwrapped the bandages.

"I'm sorry.." I whispered, ashamed of my actions. "It's ok, mi amor, but can you tell me why?" Quackity assured me, "Are you unhappy? Did I do something wrong?" his widened at the idea. "No, no, I-.." I hesitated, "I just wanted to feel it again." I admitted.

"Right, I forgot about that area of this." Quackity looked at my legs in a sad horror. "I did some research on it, found something that might explain it." he said and looked at me. "What is it?" I asked, hopeful that I wasn't crazy. "Look up masochism." Quackity told me.