Wilburs POV
In the days leading up to the café meeting with Quackity, Wilbur's own anticipation grew. He found himself looking forward to meeting the person behind the enthusiastic messages and the infectious laughter. It was rare to connect with a fan in such a genuine way, and he was genuinely curious about the person who had caught his attention during the concert.
As the day of the meeting arrived, Wilbur felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. He chose an outfit that struck the right balance between casual and presentable, and he couldn't help but wonder what the interaction would be like in person.
When he saw Quackity entering the café, Wilbur's heart skipped a beat. He stood up, extending his hand with a genuine smile. "Quackity, it's great to see you!"
The handshake was firm, and as they settled into their seats, Wilbur took in Quackity's slightly nervous yet genuinely excited demeanor. He found himself noticing Quackity's expressive eyes and the way his smile lit up his face. In that moment, Wilbur couldn't help but think Quackity was absolutely adorable.
As the conversation flowed, Wilbur couldn't help but smile at Quackity's reactions and stories. Each enthusiastic expression and burst of laughter only reinforced his initial impression. Quackity's genuine passion for music and life was endearing, and Wilbur felt a sense of warmth as they talked about shared interests.
When he playfully called out Quackity for studying his face a little too closely, he noticed the telltale flush in Quackity's cheeks. Wilbur's heart skipped a beat, and he found himself smiling even more. The admission that Quackity found him better-looking in person brought a genuine chuckle from Wilbur, a mixture of flattery and amusement bubbling up.
"Ah, I see. So, I pass the 'in-person' test, do I?" Wilbur teased, his own embarrassment from being caught staring now replaced with an easy camaraderie.
Their conversation continued, and Wilbur found himself more enchanted by Quackity's presence with each passing moment. The initial nervousness that hung between them had dissipated, replaced by a sense of genuine connection.
As the café meeting came to a close, Wilbur felt a sense of contentment settle over him. He had thoroughly enjoyed their conversation, the way they had connected over music and shared stories. As they said their goodbyes, Wilbur found himself looking forward to future interactions, eagerly anticipating the moments they would share.
Walking away from the café, Wilbur couldn't help but reflect on how the night had exceeded his expectations. Meeting a fan had turned into forming a new friendship, and he looked forward to the messages they would exchange and the moments they would share in the future.
After bidding farewell to Quackity at the café, Wilbur's steps were lighter, his heart warmer. The evening had left him with a sense of contentment and a smile that refused to fade. As he made his way back home, he couldn't help but reflect on the genuine connection he had formed.
Upon arriving home, Wilbur kicked off his shoes and settled onto his couch, his mind buzzing with the conversations and shared laughter from the evening. He pulled out his phone, feeling a sense of anticipation as he considered reaching out to Quackity once again.
With a thoughtful smile, he typed out a message. "Hey Quackity, I hope you made it home safely. Just wanted to say that I had a fantastic time tonight. Looking forward to more chats soon!"
He hit send, the message winging its way to Quackity's phone. As he waited for a response, a curious thought crossed his mind. He found himself replaying moments from the evening, focusing on the way Quackity's eyes had lit up when they talked about music.
As he reflected, his phone chimed with an incoming message. Wilbur's heart skipped a beat as he read Quackity's response. "Hey Wilbur! I had an incredible time too. Can't wait for more chats and music discussions. Take care!"
Wilbur's grin grew wider, his heart swelling with a mixture of happiness and anticipation. He couldn't shake the feeling that this was the beginning of something special – a friendship that had started unexpectedly and promised to bring joy to both their lives.
But amidst the excitement, a curious thought began to intrude. Could it be possible that he was developing a crush on Quackity? The notion seemed far-fetched. They had only just met, and while their connection was undeniable, it felt premature to label it as anything more than friendship.
Wilbur shook his head, chuckling at his own overthinking. "Come on, Wilbur," he muttered to himself, "you've known Quackity for, what, a few hours? There's no way you're already developing a crush."
He leaned back on the couch, dismissing the thought as quickly as it had come. Whatever he was feeling, it was probably just a result of the enjoyable evening they had shared. After all, the friendship that was budding between them was exciting enough on its own. As he settled in for the night, Wilbur decided to focus on that – the promise of a unique and genuine connection that had brought a smile to his face.
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Wow a Wilbur POV no way :O also this is the last chapter today! hope you liked it :)
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Melodies Of The Heart (TNTduo/Quackbur)
Fanfictionquackity is a fan of a famous musician named wilbur and he may or may not have a crush on him... but he knows that he will never have a chance with a celebrity... right?