Be With You! | Quackbur

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          The Brit looked over at the time and sighed as he saved his work, shutting his laptop close and shoved his stuff back into his bag before getting up and swung it over his shoulders. He then walk off towards the exit he goes and glanced at the counter to take one last look at the Mexican male and smiled,  pushing the glass door open and made his way down the streets towards the bus stop that's his ticket back home.

            Wilbur never feel like y'know driving a car or having a driver to send him home or to school. He likes taking the bus except on rainy days and we don't talk about it. No kidding, the male loved the rain but after an incident that happened long ago, he stopped boarding the bus on rainy days, brings back bad memories.

              He took notice of the certain vehicle that just arrived and once again, let out a soft sigh as he jogged off towards it and get on it, scanning through the place before taking a seat near a window that is not too far yet not too close to the door at the right side of the bus. He set his bag on his lap, as if hugging it and took out his phone and earphones, putting them on, playing whatever playlist he found on Spotify.

               The drive back to the place was peaceful since it was in the evening and the sun is setting. He looked out the window as music was blasting out from his earphones, enjoying the view outside the window. Wilbur gently tapped his finger on his arm to the beat of the music, humming along to the rythm softly.

                It didn't took long before he finally reached his destination. The bus pulled to a stop as Wilbur frowned, slightly dissapointed. He got up and waited for the other passengers to get off before actually stepping down from the vehicle and continued his way back home from the bus stop.

                The male looked up at the now pink mixed with orange and blue sky with a smile before actually pulling his gaze back to the road. He passed by the stores down the street he goes making his way back to the penthouse and walked in the entrance. His sneakers meeting the white marble floor and into the elevator he went.

                 He looked to beside him to meet the blonde hair male who had this stupid looking paper with a smiley face on it drawn using a black marker on his face, only revealing his mouth and no more else, wearing a lime green hoodie and a pair of black slacks with green sneakers. Wilbur wondered how can he still see anything out from it. "Hey Dream." "Hey Wil." The two greeted before falling back into silence as the only thing could be heard was the elevator going up.

               "So... how's it going?" The male in green asked out, breaking the awakward silence between them. Wilbur turned his attention back to the other and sighed. "Stress, busy anddd restless. How about you?" He replied with a chuckle to which the male gave out a small smile. "Eh alright I guess. As the usual, could've been better." The two finally breaking down the awkwardness before, joked around a bit before the lif finally made its stop and opened the door which caught Dream's attention.

                "Welp, this is my stop I guess. Gotta go, see ya tomorrow" He chuckled and walked out, giving the taller male a wave of goodbye before the door closed shut. Wilbur huffed and leaned his back against the wall, watching as he got closer and closer to the top floor of where the penthouse is located at. Once it stopped and opened the door, he got out of the shit hole and walked out, into the house he goes to meet his brother in the living room with a friend.

                 Wilbur's gaze met up with Tommy's who smiled brilliantly bright at his brother's present. "Hi Wilby!" He chirped as his friend beside him turned his gaze to the tall Brit and waved at him. "Hey Tommy, Tubbo. Is dad home?" He asked out, placing a hand on the handle of the staircase. Tommy shook his head, shrugging. "No, not yet. Why?" He questioned Wilbur, slightly tilting his head. "Ah well nevermind that, just asking. I'll be in my room."
          
                "Oooookayy..?" The blonde hair male said out and watch as the tall brit walked up the stairs. Wilbur got in his room and shut the door close, taking his bag off his shoulders and placed it on his desk as he made his way to his bed, flopping on it not even bothered to take his shoes off. He turned around to stare up on the ceiling as his thoughts traced back to the male back at the boba shop. He slightly blushed at the thought and mentally slapped himself bringing a pillow to his face and let out a muffled groan.

                  Why was he feeling like this? Yeah true, the man was fairly attractive but is it really okay for him to be attracted to the male? And they said love at first sight is a total lie. Wilbur sighed and sat up on his bed, glancing at the time. Great, almost tike for dinner yet his father was nowhere to be seen at the moment.

                He got off, walking out downstairs to the dining room noticing both of his brothers there along with the maid his father hired as the aroma of the food on the table struck him. "Oh good, you're here. Care to join for dinner?" The female asked, smiling sweetly which Wilbur nodded and took a seat across from Techno. The black hair female smiled at the tall Brit and joined them. "Thank you, Lora. For everything you've done for us." Wilbur said out as the woman simply let out a small laughter and gently shook her head. "Oh no, dear don't need to thank me."

               Techno eyed the two, clearing his throat. "Oh no I'm not gonna listen to your little arguments again." He said out picking up his fork. Both Lora and Wilbur shared a glance before letting out a laugh. Even without his father's presence, Lora sure knows how to always lightened up the three's mood. Wilbur literally spacing out during dinner thinking about you know who :) while Tommy nearly threw a fit because of how Techno took the last piece of the drumstick and the two argued about it throughout the entire time before the older male gave up and let his brother have it to which the spaced out male snapped back to reality and witnessed it.

                "Wow Techno, fighting with a child for food, tsk tsk tsk." Wilbur spoke out, shaking his head in a joking matter while giggling. "Oh hush, you're no better than me." The other protested, rolling his eyes before snickering. They can fight for a whole day for the remote, what do you expect from the three :) Duh siblings argue over stupid little things and get all competative for no reason, you get what I mean if you have any siblings.

                After dinner, Wilbur insisted on helping out with the dishes as Lora declined and shooed his ass off the kitchen. "Wilbur, we talked about this before and my answer will always be no, go and finish your work or something." She huffed. "Alright alright, geez-" He chuckled, holding up his hands in defense and walked off towards back to his room he goes only to meet Techno standing by the door.

              Confused, he stopped his tracks and tilted his head a bit. "What are you-" "Wanna tell me what that was all about? You've been spacing out during dinner. A lot." He cut him off and looked at the taller male with his arms crossed. Wilbur furrowed his eyebrows a bit and tilted his head more in confusion. "What do you mean?"

               "Something's bothering you, isn't it? And no dont fucking tell me it's about homeworks or any of that school shit." The male spat out, earning another sigh from the Brit. Wilbur's been sighing a lot today and it's deffinately a habit now. "Look, it's nothing big alright? You're just overthinking stuff." He responded and walked passed his brother into his room. Techno huffed and straightened his posture afterwards. "Fine then, if you say so. Just so you know, I'm always here to y'know listen to tour problems." He said before walking off, leaving the other behind.

               Wilbur watch his back dissapearing into his room before closing the door shut and kicked his goddamn shoes off, throwing himself back on the bed nearly dozing off before remembering his unfinish assignment. He jolted up and quickly went to his desk, pulling out his laptop and opened it, clicking back to where he left, groaning a little. Man, how he hated school works.

A/N: Sheesh, finally haha Imma try and keep doing daily updates if I can, and if I cant, maybe an update a week or two. Have this really uhm it's bad ik but eh I get more ideas when I get into the story.