Wilbur's POV -
I have been thinking about me and Big Q a lot. It's been a couple days since I last saw him. Our date was nice, but towards the end it was a little awkward. In all the time I've been thinking about him, I wondered if he wanted to become official. I decided to walk over to Las Nevadas. Tommy has been quite concerned about me. I think it's just because he misses hanging out with me, but I'm not entirely sure. Once I reached the front of Quackity's building, I put out my cigarette. Quackity hates when I smoke in his room, but he can smoke in his room? Hypocrite. I chuckle at that thought, then knock on his bedroom door. "Don't come in! I'm getting changed." He yelled. I opened the door, "All the better, sweetheart~" I flirted and saw his face go red. "Hi Wil.." He muttered, slightly angry that I walked in without a warning. "Hello dear." I smiled and walked over to him. "Here, let me help you." I said as I unbuttoned his shirt. I noticed a few new bloodstains. I frowned, "What happened?" i asked, pointing to the blood. Quackity looked down to wear I was pointing, "Oh that? It's nothing, don't worry about it!" He said as he slipped off his shirt. I moved behind him and straddled his waist. "Mm.." I kissed his neck. He shivered. "It's a little cold to not be wearing a shirt Wilbur..Maybe I should put one o-" I cut him off, "So you're saying you wanna be warmer? I can help with that~" I winked at him. He shivered again. "M-Maybe another time.." He trailed off. I dropped it and gave him one last kiss on the cheek. "Alright my Love." I said as I handed him a black t-shirt. "Do you wanna get under the covers with me?" I asked. He nodded and grabbed my hand. "Just take off your trench coat first, I don't want that dirty thing in my bed." He said. Ah, rich men.. "Sure thing hon." I said as I laid my coat over a chair. He was already getting comfortable into bed when I remembered why I came here in the first place. "Oh uh..can you wait just one second before getting too comfortable?" I asked. He sat up, "What is it mi querida?" Goddamn, I love when he speaks spanish to me... I could feel my face heat up a little bit. "Ah..I came over here for a reason. I have a proposal of sorts-" He cut me off. "You're proposing?? But..I'm engage-" He stopped himself before continuing, "I'm sorry Wilbur but..I don't think I want to get married. Proposals..they don't work out in my favour." He looked towards the ground. I laughed, "No silly, I came here to ask if you wanted to make us official!" I climbed into the bed with him. "Do you..? Want to make us a real thing? I think it would be lovely.." I asked him. He looked up at me, happiness written all over his face. I took that as a yes.
Later that night I felt a jolt next to me, which woke me up. I blinked a few times before I saw Quackity sitting up in bed. He was breathing heavily, and looked drenched in sweat. I sat up to console him. "Sweetheart what's wrong..?" I asked still half asleep. When I put a hand on his back, he flinched. That caused him to breathe even heavier. My heart sank. "Wil..Wilbur..? Oh my- You scared me..I'm sorry I didn't mean to- to wake you up. Go back to sleep. I'm alright.." He trailed off. I wasn't convinced in the slightest. I wrapped my arms around his lower half. "You had a nightmare..It's ok to admit it, I will never judge you." I whispered into his ear. I leaned my head against his shoulder. His cheek was hot. "You're burning up.." I whispered. "I know." He whispered, turning to face me. I wiped the sweat from his face and kissed him. "Come here." I said, lying down and bringing him down with me. "What are you doing Wilbur?" Quackity laughed. "I'm trying to make you fall back asleep." I said as I kissed his forehead. He smiled, "Well no need, I can fall asleep by myself.." He trailed off. I chuckled. "And that's why you're already falling asleep?" I muttered. His eyes slowly closed, indicating that he was in fact asleep. Later in the morning, I found out what Quackitys nightmare was. He explained it to me, in full detail. I nodded along, and didn't interrupt him a single time. "So, after all of that happened, you died. Right in front of me. And I woke up, panicking." Quackity said. My face dropped, "So when you woke up, you thought I was dead for a split-second?" I asked him. He nodded slowly and hugged me. "I know it's stupid..Trust me. I was just worried about you." He muttered into my shoulder. I smiled, "So you were actually worried about me, Big Q?" I joked. He punched my side. "Don't joke like that.." He said, letting go of me. "Sorry.." I muttered, then laughed. "Hey, why don't we go out today? Maybe have a nice lunch?" I proposed an idea, and Quackity clearly took interest in it when I saw his face light up. "I would love that." He smiled.
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"Aren't You Supposed To Be Engaged?" TNT Duo Fanfiction
FanfictionAfter a few years of drinking his life away, Quackity has an encounter with an old rival of his. None other then Wilbur Soot. He slowly starts falling for him, all over again. It's been years since he's felt love like this one, and he never wants it...