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Dark x Wilford ~ Party Time

This was requested by robiniguess134013 Enjoy!

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"There is no f*cking way I am going with you to that place," Dark spoke to Wilford.

"You haven't had a drink in a while," Wilford replied with a smile. "This'll give you a chance to loosen up a bit."

Dark rolled his eyes. "You'll be more trouble than me after a few cups..."

"Come on~", Wilford nudged him. "Just a drink or two, then we'll leave."

Dark narrowed his eyes at Wilford. He knew going to a club with him would be a disaster. Dark turned his head away from the pink mustached ego and sighed.

"Just two, right?"

Wilford nodded his head with a small smile. Dark knew he was going to regret this.

"Fine, I'll go."

Wilford beamed and thanked him.

"But," Dark spoke, "you need to stay near me. Don't go off anywhere."

"I can't go to the restrooms?", Wilford asked.

"You'll have to tell me first and I'll take you. I don't want your drunk *ss getting raped in there."

Wilford chuckled a little. "You really think I'll let that happen to me? I might end up drunk, but that doesn't mean I won't be aware of my surroundings."

Dark shook his head and said, "That personality and those curves of yours says otherwise."

The pink mustached ego paused once he heard what Dark said. There was a faint blush on his cheeks before he looked away and crossed his arms.

"Whatever. Let's just get going," Wilford spoke, heading upstairs.

"You're going to change your clothing?", Dark asked him.

"Well yeah," Wilford replied. "I've worn this outfit all day."

Dark sighed and walked over to a hall mirror. He knew this would be a terrible idea, but it's already too late. He fixed his hair and made sure his eyes were dark brown, not blood red.

Dark heard Wilford come down the stairs and said without looking away from the mirror, "You better not be wearing something that'll attract danger."

"No, just something casual," Wilford replied as he came into view in the mirror.

Dark noticed him and turned around to look at what he was wearing. Wilford wore some black jeans with a couple holes in them along with a short, neon pink shirt. He also wore black shoes with small heels.

"...You call that casual?", Dark questioned.

Wilford huffed a bit and crossed his arms. "Well, what's your idea of casual?"

"The shirt could be longer, covering your stomach."

Wilford watched Dark's eyes as they looked at every feature. Wilford then realized that he was checking him out and looked away.