small quackbur oneshot :) i no longer support wilbur after the incident.

"I Like You, like a lot.."

~<No One's POV>~

The leaves rustle and crunch as the two males run around the cold park. "Hey stop!! Wil! Give it back!" The taller man kept on running but then he suddenly tripped over a rock and fell on his side. "Wil! Are you okay?!" Wilbur sat up and rubbed his right temple. He could see a thick dark red substance on his fingers. 

"Wil, that looks pretty bad.. Do you want to go home and patch it up?" "Wilbur simply shook his head. "No, I'll be fine. It's just a scratch."

 Quackity shook his head in response. "No Wil! That's not just a scratch, you're bleeding!" "Quackity It's fine, plus It's my injury. Why should you patch it up?" "You were running because of me! I practically am the reason you got hurt." "Quackity leave it alone." "No." 

Wilbur sighed. "Fine, only this once." "Whatever, just c'mon. I'll help you up." The two males got up, and Quackity had one hand on the male's arm and another on Wilbur's back.

 The two then slowly started walking to a park bench near the parking lot. "Wil, stay here. I'm gonna get the first-aid kit." "Alright."

After a couple of minutes Quackity came back with a small case with a red x on top. "Wil! I'm back. Close your eyes and try not to move." The shorter male said, as he started to open the small case and grab the needed supplies. "Okay."

Quackity slowly started rubbing some of the blood off with a wipe, and after a small while he put a plaster over it. "Hey, should we go home now?" The taller male nodded.