Be With You! | Quackbur

Haha random scenes bcs out of ideas

The two stared at each other for a good minute (inserts spiderman meme), unaware of what to say at the moment.

They eventually settled in a coffee shop. The Hispanic male had ordered a cup of Mocha while a plain black coffee for the other.

"Your mother is wha-???" He gave out a confused look to Techno, earning a grin from him. "Ignore what I said, I just came to tell you of how awesome I am" He bragged, sounding confident himself while Quackity scowled. He still hated a part of him. "No you're not, I let you have the win"He protested. A chuckle coming from the pinkette. "Whatever you say then"

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After being away from work for quite long, he went back in as the first thing he caught in sight is a fairly beautiful woman that stood in front of the counter, talking to his mother. As if feeling the presence of him, the woman behind the counter looked up, glaring at her son. "Alex! Where have you been, young man?"

Quackity had a nervous grin on his face, slowly approaching them as he stood in a distance away from his crazy mother. Mothers, how they can turn from sweet and loving to violent and aggressive in a matter of split seconds. "I well- haha long story-"

"Oh cut your excuses, anyways, this is Miss Trixtin and she is quite fond of this place. An old customer of ours while you were still in secondary school, and this is my son, you already heard his name" She smiled, the woman in black turned around to face him as she gave him a small nod. "Hello, I've heard quite a lot from your mother" She greeted, a soft smile on her face.

He had let out an awkward laughter, imagining of all the embarrassing stuff his mother might have spilled,, man. Wanting to get out of the situation, he thought of an excuse to escape "Aha, I've got some editing to do- so if you'll excuse me, ma, I'm gonna just- just yk-" He slowly backed up and quickly walked upstairs, avoiding from having to hear his mother rant about absolute embarrassing moments of his in front of a stranger.

Mrs. Quackers sighed, going back to Mumza with an apologetic smile. "I'm sorry about that, he can be a little- you know what I mean"

"Oh don't worry about it. Reminds me of my kids truth to be told" She chuckled, looking up at the staircase then back to the owner. "He looks a lot more like you," She added.

It made the other feel quite flattered, a slight grin on her face. "I wouldn't quite say that"

"Ah, well he does. I would say that he might get a girlfriend soon"

Hearing her respond, she smiled rather nervously. "About that-"

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"Wil, Wil, Wil, Wil" Quackity purposely got closer to his phone, continuously calling out his name in catching his attention. "What- what,, W H A T ??" The brunette huffed, a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Hi, I hate you" He joked, giggling afterwards in earning a groan from Wilbur then a chuckle coming out from his phone. "What the fuck, Q? You literally called me just for this shit?" Not that he mind, he just wanted a reaction. "To answer your question. Yes, yes I did"

"God, you're so annoying sometimes" but of course, Wilbur find it adorable. "Yeah, but you still love me because I'm so fucking goddamn attractively handsome" Quackity had bragged, laying down on his bed with his phone right beside him. "No, you're not handsome for shit"

"Excuse me?"

"You're pretty" Wilbur held in a laughter once hearing the male in the other line mumbled cusses and nonsense. "Fuck you,,"

"Fuck me n-"

"NO- SHUT THE FUCK UP" Quackity immediately grabbed his phone as he yelled into it, cutting the Brit off. He listened as the other laughed quite hysterically as if he was enjoying this. "I fucking hate you so much, Wil"

"Awe, I love you too, shorty" Wilbur teased, spinning around on his chair with a cheeky grin on his face. He absolutely enjoyed annoying Quackity just for the fuck of it. "Call me short one more time and I'm ending this call"

"Is the short ducky mad now because he won't admit the fact he is short as fuck that he has to stand on his tip toes for a kiss from his amazingly tall boyfriend?"

"That's it, I'm pressing the button and blocking your contact for a week" Quackity threatened, slowly going over to the end call button. "Wait, wait, wait- don't you fucking dare, Q-"

"Too late, I'm blocking you first" The beanie headed male snickered, tapping on his phone, ignoring the begs and whines from the brunette. "Q, I'm sorry please-"

"Oh fuck off, you tall fuck, you had your chance"

"I swear to god, if you eve-"

"Blocked. Now goodbye"

"ALEX" Wilbur nearly fell off his chair when he shouted into his phone, his accent thickened as he lowered his tone out of instinct for no reason at all :)

It managed to catch Quackity off guard who stopped, flinching when he yelled out his name as his face heat up, a wave of pink washed over his cheeks. He blinked his eyes in trying to process of what just happened. Oh god, why tf did he find it ho-

"Quackity? You there?" The Brit called out, gentle this time. He honestly felt worried seeing no response from him. "I- well- yeah, y-yeah I'm still here" Quackity replied, still feeling flustered over it. "I'm sorry- didn't mean to-" Wilbur sighed as he leaned back against his chair, relaxing his tensed up shoulders. "No, no. It's fine"

They both just went quiet for a moment, not knowing what to say next since it was getting quite awkward. "I-I think I should go, I'll unblock you later" Quackity said out, hearing Wilbur childishly whine. "Noooo, stayyyy"

"And why's that?"

"Because I like your pretty voice" Wilbur once again admitted, his face slightly turn pink from it. It made the other blush a furious shade of red, rolling his eyes up at it. "Oh my god, Wil please- ugh fine, but I gotta edit this shit so don't distract me too much" He huffed, getting off the bed and made his way towards his desk. Quackity set his phone on it, turning on his laptop as he went through his files. "Oh I won't be much of a bother" Wilbur chuckled, picking up his guitar as he tuned it. "In fact, I might even sing you a song"

"Wilbur-"

"It's not gonna be loud and annoying, I promise"

"Fine." Quackity smiled, going back to his work while he listened to the Brit strumming the guitar, a soft tune playing from it.

A/N: Ha, I'm gonna leave this right here because my dumbass left my glasses somewhere,, and now I'm blind and trust me, I would type a whole ass scene of just the two being well g a y if I'm not blind af rn and my eyes hurt from squinting too much,, I feel very much in pain, autocorrect is doing smthng good for once