chapter: 14

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Quackity's POV:

I woke up and I was laying on Wil's chest. I quickly got up and checked the time, it was 9:41 am on a Monday.

Good thing I took the day off. Wait why did I take the day off?

Maybe Wil has work. I should wake him up and ask. "Wil! Wilbur!" I said while shaking him. "Mhm? What is it.." he said tiredly. "Do you work today?" I asked. "Uh-" he said before falling back asleep.

Great. He still sleeps 24/7.

"Wake up!" I was shaking him again. "Stop it!" He said. "Do you work?" I asked. "No, no.." he said opening his eyes. "Oh wow.." he said staring at me. "What?! Do I have something on me?!" I asked while panicking.

"No.. you're just.. wow" he said. "Huh?" I asked. "You're so pretty.." he complimented me. "Aw thank you" I said.  "So pretty.." he ran his fingers through my hair.

"Don't ask for my hair again" I joked. "Why not?" He asked. "I- nevermind" I said. One of his hands was in my hair and the other was pulling me closer to him.

"What do you work as?" I asked. "Secret." He said. "Whyyy?" I asked. "Just know I'm sort of a CEO" he said. "I'm dating a CEO?!" I asked. "Yes.. you are." He said.

"When will you quit your job?" He asked. "I'm not quitting." I said. "Why not?!" He asked as his smile turned into a frown.

"Because I want a job? I want to be independent and I want to have my own money" I said. "I can give you all that!" He said. "I know you can, I just want to not feel guilty while spending your money" I said.

"Work for me" he said. "What?" I asked. "What for me, you can be a therapist and I'll be your boss!" He grinned.

"I mean- how much will I make?" I asked. "How much do you make right now?" He asked. "Around $90,000.." I said. "What! That's so little!" He said. "Huh? That's a lot.." I said. "Stop. I make like triple that per day!" He said. "WHAT?" I asked.

"I'll pay you.. $169,000 per year!!" He said. "THAT'S SO MUCH!" I said. "Oh hush. " He said.

I still found it weird his fingers were still in my hair. "Could you let my hair go?" I asked. He did and looked mad.

"Quit your job right now." He said. "When do I start my new job?" I asked. "Today or tomorrow" he said. "Okay, fine" I said.

I started looking for my phone but I couldn't find it. "Have you seen my phone?" I asked. "That old thing? I threw it out and got you a new one" he said while handing me the newest iPhone. "Why am I shocked" I said.

After I got it ready I dialed my boss's number and told him politely I quit. Wil had the biggest grin ever during the entire conversation. I hung up and he took my phone.

"What?" I said confused. "I don't trust you enough to have it officially." He said. "Why?" I asked. "I'm doing this because I love you, okay? Don't question it" he said before he kissed my forehead. "Also, you work from 9 am to 4 pm but you have to come to my office to clock in and to clock out" he said. "AND you'll eat lunch in my office." He said.

Fuck, I usually skip lunch.

"Okay.." I said. "Good. Now, you might see your son while at work" he said. "Yay!" I said. "Sorry, OUR son" he said. "Oh right.." I said.

He gave me a hug and placed his head on my shoulder. "I'm so happy.. this is everything I've wanted.. you, me and a kid.." he said. "Hopefully we get more.." he mumbled.

I hugged him back and he smiled. "You still have the same perfume.." he said. "Mhm, your favorite and my favorite.." I said. "is it because you love me?" He asked. "Sure.. you could say that.." I said.

He kissed my forehead again. "You're just so cute! I could rip your arm off and eat it." He said while he was tugging on my arm. "Or maybe I could just eat you~" he said. "Stop it!.." I said. "No.." he whispered.

"You smell so nice.. I want to shove you in a teddy bear and keep you on my desk forever." He said. Getting a little dark..

"Or maybe I could- you wouldn't want to know that.." he said. "Maybe, a collar.." he said as his hands wrapped around my neck. "Wil. Let me go" I said. "Why should I." He said clearly mad.

"Because you're scaring me.." I replied. "That's scary? Wait until the people you'll meet tomorrow.." he said.

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