sequel to the first of all oneshot!!! i couldnt help but continue it grrr
suggested by lucyjeann (cute username btw oo)
"I had fun these past few days, Schlatt," Wilbur muttered, staring out at the (admittedly, mediocre) view from Schlatt's hotel room. This was their last night they could spend together, both having to leave on separate flights early the next morning.
"I did too," Schlatt said, stuffing some VidCon merchandise into his suitcase. "I wish we could spend a longer time together." Schlatt stared at his overfilled suitcase, wishing he had brought a larger bag. "When does your flight leave, again?"
"Eight in the morning. My rental is already returned, so you'll have to drive me."
"Yeah, of course," Schlatt smiled, sitting on the double bed. Wilbur had been staying in Schlatt's hotel room for the past few days. They took turns sleeping on the couch (they are not gay, no matter how fast Schlatt's heart would beat when Wilbur smiled at him).
Wilbur sighed contentedly and walked to sit next to Schlatt. "I'll miss you."
And there went Schlatt's chest again - he swore this was a real medical condition. "Y-you too."
Schlatt could hear another small sigh from Wilbur, before he felt a weight leaning on his shoulder. "Seriously. These have been the best few days of my life, I don't know how I'm supposed to go without being able to see you with me after tomorrow morning."
"Will," Schlatt mumbled, the energy in the room suddenly changing drastically - or maybe it had always been like that. "I-"
Schlatt didn't know what he was trying to say (he did, he just wasn't going to admit that), so it was a blessing when their door creaked open. It didn't take too long for Schlatt to realize that no, it was not a blessing.
"Hey, Schlatt, uh-" Carson stopped in his tracks, staring with a worryingly neutral expression at Schlatt and Wilbur cuddled a little too close together. "Oh, uh, sorry?"
"No, um, Carson-" Schlatt hurriedly moved apart from Wilbur, who immediately understood the intention and moved further away. "What is it?"
Carson stared at Schlatt quizzically. "Uh, we were just going to go take a walk outside and record a little bit of footage for when we get back. I didn't know Wilbur was here with you. I just wanted to know if either of you wanted to come with."
"Uh," Schlatt looked over to Wilbur, who shrugged slightly. "Nah, we're fine. We'll just take an early night, I guess."
"Alright," Carson started heading out the door. "Night, guys."
"Night," Schlatt mumbled, with Wilbur silently lipped the same.
The door closed, and the two immediately stared right at each other, nervously smiling as if they were teenagers.
"Sorry, that was kind of - uh," Wilbur mumbled. "I just got really emotional that I wouldn't get to feel you again."
"That, uh, that sounds weird," Schlatt said, but kept talking before Wilbur could apologize again. "I feel the same. I'll really miss you, Will."
Wilbur chuckled slightly. "I like you."
"What?"
"Sorry, I just - this is a bad time. I don't know." Wilbur coughed, looking away from Schlatt. "I just really like you."
Schlatt could feel his heart racing again. "You mean like-"
"Yeah."
Schlatt smiled crookedly at Wilbur suddenly crouching in on himself, face half covered in his hands. "Uh, Will. I think I feel the same."
Wilbur's head shot up to face Schlatt. "Holy fuck." And that was the last thing Schlatt could hear before Wilbur practically pounced on him in a hug. "Um, I think I love you."
"Y-yeah," Schlatt wrapped his arms around Wilbur's waist. "I think I love you too."
So they didn't need to worry about who slept on the couch that night.
h see yall whenever im not fuckin dYINg
