Drunk. || QUACKBUR

Chapter Four.

The tour has just concluded and the two males are now at the top of the needle, overlooking the view.
"This is a really nice place you've got going here, ducky." Wilbur complimented, glancing across the city.
"Thanks Wil." He smiled.

Wilbur stood with his hands against the glass like a little kid looking at a candy shop, and Quackity just stared at him. Oh how he loved all of the taller boys features. He had the most prettiest freckles dotted across his nose, and his eyes were gorgeous. And don't even get him started on Wil's lips. They tasted even better than they looked, of course.

"Wilbur.." Quackity begun.
"Yes, love?"
"Is.. is it weird that i'm starting to feel towards you how I felt for you in high school?" He mumbled. Wilbur took his eyes away from the gorgeous city, and focused them on the gorgeous boy who stood before him.
"Is it weird that I feel the same?" He said back, slowly moving his hand over to Quackity's and holding onto it gently.

Quackity glanced down at their interlocked fingers and smiled, then he looked back up at Wilbur.
"We've only been talking again for a few days..." Quackity pointed out.
"True. But, i've known you for years." Wilbur noted.
"Also true."

Wilbur placed his spare hand on Quackity's cheek, lifting his face up more. He gently leant down, and slowly started to close his eyes. Their lips brushed together until...

"Wilbur?" A familiar voice called from nearby. The two boys flinched, jumping away from each other.

"Fuck- Tommy what are you doing here?" Wilbur awkwardly said, looking away from Quackity and at his younger brother.
"Uhm- Slime told me I could find you up here. He just didn't mention that... you'd be kissing big Q." Tommy fidgeted with his fingers nervously.
"Right- uhm..."
"Is that why you wanted to stay here then? Cause you and Q are boyfriends?" Tommy asked, walking over to them.
"We're not boyfriends, Tommy..." Wilbur mumbled, avoiding Quackity's gaze. "But- yeah thats why I wanted to stay here at Las Nevadas.. For him." He admitted, finally returning the ducklings stare.

"I see... uhm- well I was just wondering why you weren't at home." Tommy asked.
"What do you mean?"
"Well- You said you'd come home for 9 and its 10pm." He stated.
"Wait what? Its 10pm? What the fuck?" Wilbur asked, pulling out his phone at checking the time.

"Oh shit- i'm so sorry Toms. I'll come home now, can you just.. wait for me at the bottom of the needle?" Wilbur asked, with a sad facial expression.
"You mean the bottom of the dick? Yeah sure." Tommy laughed, although it sounded more like a wheeze, and then disappeared down the building. Wilbur contained his laughter at Tommy's joke, knowing full well that Quackity wouldn't find it funny.

"So uhm.." Wilbur looked back at Quackity, who was already starring at him. "Looks like I have to go."
"Mhm..." Quackity looked across the lights of his city, upset that Wilbur had to leave so soon.
"I'll be back."
"You will?" Quackity said, his voice becoming louder, happier.
"Of course I will. I like you Quackity." Wilbur took his hand, interlocking their fingers once again.
"I like you too Wilby.." Quackity's mouth formed into a small smile.

"How about this, I come back tomorrow, ay? I need to make sure all is okay with Tubs and Toms. And Ranboo too I guess." He chuckled.
"Okay, that sounds good. I'll miss you though..."
"I'll miss you too ducky." Wilbur pulled Quackity into a tight embrace, breathing in his lovers' scent.

Although, Quackity pulled out of the hug and went in for a kiss instead, pulling the back of Wilbur's neck down so their lips could collide. He tilted his head and deepened the kiss, not wanting to let Wilbur go. Wilbur kissed back, obviously, and he placed his hands on the shorter boy's waist.

They eventually seperated and starred at eachother.
"Since Tommy interrupted the last kiss." Quackity chuckled, and so did Wil.
"True." He grinned. "I should go, we don't want Tommy coming back up here, now do we?"
"I suppose you're right. Text me when you get there so I know you're safe?" Quackity asked.
"Will do." Wilbur's hands slipped off Quackity's waist and dropped down to Wilbur's sides again.

Wilbur begun walking away before looking back. "Goodbye, love. I'll miss you." He said, again.
"I'll miss you too wilby." Quackity said, blowing the brunet a kiss. Wilbur grinned and fake caught it, "Thank you; pretty boy." He laughed.
Quackity couldn't help but giggle, "Go!"
"I'm going, i'm going!" Wilbur laughed, turning back around and walking away.

And just like that, the honeymoon stage was over.

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