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Wilbur POV
He strokes the other man's hair softly as he falls asleep. There's another mission tomorrow... another chance for the commander to tell him to kill Quackity.
I can't kill Quackity, I can't.
He's worried about so many things. Everything could go wrong in an instant... Luzu from Quackity's old agency could show up again as well. This time if he sees Quackity speaking to him he isn't going to tell the commander.
He stays up for a long time worrying while the other man sleeps peacefully.
Everything could go so wrong...
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Wilbur wakes to someone pressed against him. He feels something soft against his arm, feathers.
He breathes in deeply, recognizing Quackity's nice scent.
His eyes slowly open, seeing the other man still laying with him in bed. He remembers the cuddles last night and he feels warm inside.
He's actually really pretty...
Wilbur stares silently at the other assassin. Mornings like this for the rest of eternity would be very nice.
Soon Quackity stirs and his wing shifts, Wilbur feels the feathers running down his arm as it moves.
"Mmm?" the other man manages.
"Good morning," Wilbur murmurs with a smile.
"Who's... you?" Quackity asks. His eyes slowly flutter open, then back closed. He looks like he's about to go back to sleep, but his eyes open yet again. He stares at Wilbur for a bit as if trying to remember his face.
"Wilbur?" he asks finally.
"Yes?"
"How did I fall asleep here?" Quackity blinks a few times, realizing how close he is.
"You fell asleep in my arms," Wilbur replies.
"Oh..." the shorter male goes silent for a while. He then starts to pull away, making Wilbur's mood go down.
"Where are you going?" he asks sadly.
"Mmm..." Quackity rolls over once so that he's not pressed in close anymore. He stares at Wilbur for a moment again now that he's further away. "Good morning," he officially greets him as well.
Wilbur pouts a little now that the closeness is gone.
"Hey, we don't have time for all this. Remember? We are going to escape," Quackity reminds him.
The taller male hesitates.
"Right..."
"Wilbur. If you love me, please do this..." Quackity murmurs to him.
"I know I know, I trust you, I'm going to follow," Wilbur promises. Guilt pools somewhere deep down inside him, promising him that this isn't going to work out.
All the sudden he knows, he knows he won't be able to run easily if Quackity said the word. He can't just abandon his home for a guy.
Quackity POV
He crouches on the roof by the other assassin, surveying the sky. Wilbur seems very troubled today, his eyes aren't lively like usual. There's been no excited comments or flirting. Quackity starts to miss the teasing.
All he needs to do is get Wilbur away from this agency so that he actually has a chance to live his life. He won't date someone when either of them could die at any moment. He's not doing that ever again.
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Assassin Au - Tnt Duo
Fanfiction"Ah shit, I missed the real target." Wilbur works for an agency that kills people, particularly rich people. But while on a mission when he almost dies, he is saved by someone with a very accurate shot. He meets another assassin from a different ag...
