Happiness

part 4 (ending)

Wilford’s eyes fluttered open as he started to wake up, yawning as he turned to the clock finding it was early in the morning. He blinked as he rubbed his face, lifting his head to find that he was in an empty bed. Dark nowhere to be found. He remembered the happy day they both shared yesterday which caused him to smile, remembering how happy Dark was. But his smile turned into a frown, knowing that Dark will remember none of it. He sighed as he got up, heading for his closet to change.

Wilford was walking down the hall his eyes landing in Dark’s office, causing him to freeze. He could see a bright red light from under the door, indicating that Dark was indeed back to normal. Wilford was hesitant before placing his hand on the doorknob, giving it a twist before opening it. He stuck his head through the door, finding Dark at his desk, writing, a scowl on his face once again. “D-Darky?”

Dark jumped look up at Wilford, a scowl still on his face as he looks back down at his papers. “Don’t you know how to knock?!” Dark snarked, causing Wilford to flinch.

Wilford was quiet for a moment, before speaking. “How… how’s your day going?”

Dark sighed as he looked up at Wilford. “Not well Wil, I have to write these damn checks out to people because of a certain ego I know doesn't know how to-.”

“I’m sorry.”

Dark blinked, watching as Wilford looked at the ground in sadness. “What?”

“For my stupid behavior… I’m sorry.” Wilford whispered, looking up at Dark.

Dark’s features softened for a second, before returning to a scowl. “Sorry won’t pay the bills Wil.” He grumbled as he went back to writing checks.

Wilford sighed, the sound of Dark stroking a pen filling the air. He then looked up at Dark. “You know later we could go on a stroll to the park-.”

“I’m busy.” Dark whispered as he moved on to the next paper.

Wilford’s shoulders drooped as he looked down in defeat. “I’ll… I’ll get out of your hair.” He whispered as he walked to the door before pausing, turning to Dark one last time. “Darky?”

“What Wil?!” Dark snapped, not looking away from his papers.

“… I love you.”

Dark stopped writing slowly looking up at Wilford, who stared at him with almost hopeful eyes. But Dark just shook his head looking back at his papers.

Wilford frowned, tears beginning to form in the brim of his eyes as he walked out. He sniffled as he closed the door. Maybe he just needed time.

…

Dark felt like he was behind his desk for hours, writing for hours on end when he heard a knock at the door, looking up to see Yan. He sighed as he took off his round reading glasses looking at her, sighing. “Hey sweety I’m rather busy.”

“Sorry, father I just wanted to drop off the pictures you wanted.” She smiled as she put them on a table next to the door.

Dark blinked tilting his head. “Pictures? What pictures?”

“The ones I took of you and papa yesterday, you two look great in it. I’ll see ya father.” She said as she left the room.

Dark watched as she closed the door before his eyes trailed over to the table that held these pictures. He sat there, tapping his pen against his other hand before he sighed setting the pen down as he got up walking over to the table and looking at the pictures causing him to freeze. He blinked looking at one of the pictures, seeing Wilford and himself hugging each other, another of them walking, and one where they were kissing, a pond in the background with a pink and black swan swimming together. He looked at himself in each picture, noticing that his red aura was nowhere, only his blue… a big smile on his face… He looked… happy.

Suddenly memories began to swim through his mind memories of him holding Wilford’s arm, both smiling, laughing… his chest warming up.

Dark’s blue aura started to mix with his red, morphing into a bright purple. He looked upholding the pictures close, guilt starting to build within him. Memories of Wilford’s smile started to go through his mind, causing Dark’s chest to warm up and he just treated him like shit.

He sighed as he put the pictures into his suit pocket, walking out of the door. He needed to find Wilford.

Bim and Marvin were rounding the corner of the hall when Bim bumped right into Dark (for the 50th time) causing him to drop his things. Bim stared at Dark in fear, knowing that the spell was gone by now. “D-Dark I am s-so s-sorry I-.”

“It’s… it’s alright trimmer.” Dark said, looking around, ignoring their shocked glares. “Have you seen Wil?”

Marvin and Bim stared at each other for a moment before Marvin pointed down the hall. “I saw him in the living room.”

Dark gave him a nod about to walk down the hall before he turned around, looking at Marvin. “Marvin… I know what you did.” He watched as Marvin stared at him in fear. “And thank you for that.” He said before heading down the hall, leaving them confused.

Wilford looked down at the pictures Yan had given him, a sad smile forming on his face the longer he looked at them. He went to put them away when he felt to arms wrap around his waist, causing him to jump. He turned his head, finding Dark hugging Wilford close.

“I love you too Wil.” He whispered as he let go, letting Wilford turn around, facing him. Dark looked down at the pictures. “I… I don’t remember much about… yesterday, but… I remember enough to know that… whatever happened yesterday was the best day of my life.”

Wilford stared at him for the longest time before smiling, running his hand through Dark’s hair.

“I’m… sorry for being so shitty with you lately it’s just… I’ve been stressed lately, but that no excuse to take it out on you and for that I’m sorry.”

Wilford only smiled more as he leaned down holding Dark’s face kissing his forehead. “It’s okay Darky. I forgive you.”

Dark sighed holding Wilford’s wrists before looking up at him with a real genuine smile. “So about that stroll in the park?… I’d-I’d like that. But I’d actually want to remember this time.”

Wilford chuckled as he held, Dark close. “That sounds good.” He whispered as he kissed Dark, closing his eyes. “I love you, Darky.”

“I love you too Wil.”