"𝑯𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒘𝒂𝒏'𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌 ❣︎" [ QUACKBUR❤︎] DISCONTINUED

~What if ?~

"Mum?"

Wilbur said as soon as he entered the house, he tried to sound normal but he was practically begging for his mother.

He needed his mum and no matter how much he hated the fact that after everything she has put him through he would still need her when his a mess and he would crave her mother love and comfort like he was a child that just scraped his knees and wants nothing more than a hug from his mama.

"Wilbur? What are you doing up so late?"

A woman said walking out of the kitchen and looking at the boy standing at the door, she switched the light open to get a clear view of him and as soon as she saw her son's expression she couldn't help but feel her heart break a bit.

"Honey..what's wrong..?"

She asked in a concerned voice and Wilbur couldn't help but melt at the name, he felt tears threatening to escape his eyes but he just pushed them away and run to his mother taking her in a hug burring his face in her shoulder, the woman was shocked but was quick to wrapp her arms around her son.

She wanted to ask what happened and learn more about the sudden behaviour but understood that the boy didn't want to talk, he just needed a hug.

So she stayed silent rubbing circles on Wilburs back in a way to comfort him.

After a while they both found themselves in the kitchen, Wilbur sitting at the table with his face buried in his hands and Kristin making some coffee, it was silent but it wasn't an uncomfortable silence it was more of a comforting one with the only cause of sound being the movements of the woman.

"Mum..?"

The brunette asked in a low voice now resting his left cheek on his hands still laying on the table but now looking at the woman who took a seat across him.

His mum looked down at him taking a sip from the hot coffee in her hands in a way of telling him to continue.

"Would...you still..?"

He stopped and hesitated to say the word, mostly cause he felt that even now she didn't.

"..love me..if I was..gay..?"

He kept his stare the same and watched his mother's moves carefully, waiting for his heart to be broken even more.

He didn't know why he asked such question honestly, it wasn't like he was gay but he felt the the need to know his mothers answer..even tho he believed he already knew it..

The woman stopped drinking her coffee and placed her mug on the table, turning to look at Wilbur but was already met with his tired and almost glossy eyes looking at her.

She went to open her mouth to speak but couldn't find the right words.
She was taken back, confused and Wilbur saw it so he said.

"Would..you be mad at me.?"

The woman took a moment to reply, looking at her son trying to read his expression.

"I-i mad? I mean..I wouldn't necessarily like it but..I don't think I'd be mad nor would I stop loving you...that's not even possible your my son"

She stopped but quickly continued.

"What chick turned my son gay?"

She asked in a joking way and let out a laugh, Wilbur was shocked by her answer he didn't expect it at all not even close, he felt a smile creep on his face but quickly snapped back hearing his mothers joke.

"WHAT! MUM IM NOT GAY!"

He practically screamed standing up from the table looking at the woman who just burst out laughing.