A story based from Disenchanted, the song called "Badder" by Amy Adams and Maya Rudolph.
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Wilbur swallowed his pride and said, "May I kiss your hands, beautiful?" He kept a fake smile on his face.
"What?- Noo," Quackity slurred, staring at Wilbur like he was crazy.
Wilbur grabbed his hand in a pleading motion, "Please! I'll leave you alone for the rest of the week if I even see you again, and it's a Sunday tonight, so a full 7 days!" Quackity pulled away from his grasp as he spoke.
Quackity thought about it for a moment, "Pr..omis-ing- But, howw a-bout" he paused, "A month?" He didn't seem to notice the slurring since he was so drunk, maybe he thought he was speaking normally.
"Yes, yes I'll do that. However long you want." Wilbur sighed, pretending to be disappointed as he was looking down at Quackity's rings.
"Shake-enet?" Quackity glared at him, only having a frown on his face.
Wilbur's eyes glistened as he looked up at him, getting an idea. "Shake on it," he responded, a smile on his face.
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤 𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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