it was 5:48 pm, Wilbur looked outside his window from his dark room. his phone was laying on the bed in front of him as he started recording. he played his guitar quietly, time felt like it slowed down.
no one was home. or so he thought?
Wilbur stopped the recording and thought of a different song. he was in the mood for calm songs that progressively gets aggressive and beater. he once again started the second recording. he's voice was a little raspy due to being sick and with a high temperature, he forgot that Phil left Techno to take care of him while he was gone.
Techno leaned against Wilbur's door, hearing his picking, strumming and calm singing. Wilbur looked outside the window once again, singing, the sky began to get darker and darker until he couldn't see his room anymore. just darkness. all he could see was a white timer on the top of his phone showing how long he's been recording. its was getting to the end of the song, Techno opened his door slightly. half-lidded eyes looked over at his door, heavy breathing slipped from Wilbur's lip's. "Techno?" Wilbur said as he stopped his recording and set down his guitar.
Techno crawled onto Wilbur's bed and put the back of his hand on his forehead, "did you take ur meds?" Techno said as he started to pull himself closer and go down to Wilbur's neck which was burning. shocked, Techno went to get a wet towel quickly leaving Wilbur whining. he got off the bed following techno like a baby duck after losing its mom. Techno looked up at the mirror seeing Wilbur rest his head on techno's, "Wilbur what are you doing? you're supposed to stay in bed–" Techno raised Wilbur's hair and slapped on the small cold towel over his head. he grabbed Wilbur's arms, put them on his shoulders and started to walk back to his room.
Techno closed the door and sat Wilbur down on his bed, "wait don't turn on the lights please" Wilbur muttered. Techno looked back and took out his phone, putting on the flashlight, scanning the dark room. lights started to flickered outside, a lamppost. it wasn't that bright, so i guess that was good. Techno glanced behind his back to see Wilbur laying on the bed, looking straight at Techno. flustered, he turns back and opens the window to let some air in.
Techno walks back to Wilbur, sitting down next to him, checking his temperature then flipping the wet small towel to the now colder side. Techno heard a 'ding' telling him that Phil has messaged him. "probably asking how Will is." he said as he took out his phone from his pocket. his guess was right, it was Phil asking how Will was. Techno replied to him back saying he was alright, temperature pretty high, but got that covered.
"who are you texting to?" Will seem curious at Techno's typing, "can you show me?" Wilbur, trying to push techno's arm down for him to view. Techno gazed over Wilbur and turned down the brightness a little bit, just incase it hurt Wilbur.
"its just Phil, he was asking if you were okay." Techno lowered his arm and bent his arm for Wilbur to see the messages easily. "oh nice 'smile' " Wilbur said in joy. "why did you just say 'smile' out loud??" Techno looked at Wilbur, concerned. all he did was look at Techno and chuckle and coughed a little. Wilbur then started to lift his arms, holding them in the air, swaying them a little, he was clearly bored. his arms suddenly came falling on Techno, pushing him down onto the bed, 'ok now i understand' Techno thought.
Techno pushed Wilbur to the other side of the bed and moved after, he put him arms on Wilbur's back, cuddling, resting his head on Wilbur's chest. happy, Wilbur hugged back. he rested his hand in the back of Techno's head, playing with it. he pulls Techno's hairband, letting out his long hair. he starts to put his fingers through and stroke it. "you're hair is so soft techno.." Wilbur whispered quietly.
'mhm..'
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yoo based on real story aha uhh yeah thats my window, i was sick, home alone, playing ukulele singing Fight with Fire - fundy's song (by ian_has_opinions (go watch it its amazing)) and Rät - Penelope Scott (this is also amazing), recording it. yeah the rest of it was my imagination so :]
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Fanfictionhey uhh first story wooo☺️ this is for practice so not that good haha