~{ tntduo/quackbur oneshots! }~ !DISCONTINUED!

Let's Be Our Own Soulmates.

soulmates au!!
requested by Daddy_Long_Leg_1
tw: toxic relationships

"Don't put me under these false accusations, keep doing that and I'm done with you!" Dream yelled, making Wilbur step back,
"But you keep saying I'm cheating on you! What makes you think that?--"
Wilbur stammered.
"I found fucking tinder on your phone! And you say I'M the one cheating?!" He retorted,
"Oh what, am I not allowed to have some apps on my phone now? What happened to having privacy? Could you answer me that?" Dream crossed his arms, the two were stood in their dining room in the house that they shared, it obviously didn't work out at all, the two had a very toxic relationship, always accusing eachother of untrue situations. They hated eachother, well hate is a strong word, more like dislike,
"I never threaten you! Name one time I ever did!"
"Doesn't this sound familiar? Keep doing that and I'm done with you!"
Wilbur raised a brow, he tried reasoning but the argument escalated, the two weren't made for each other at all.

Meanwhile with Quackity.

"Do you guys wanna do something fun?" Quackity asked, looking at his two boyfriends laying together on the couch,
"Not right now dude, Karl and I want to sleep." Sapnap yawned, he wrapped his arms around the brunette who smiled, Quackity nodded followed by a shaky sigh, the two always do fun stuff together but always leave Quackity out, it's like... They don't care for him at all!

Quackity waited for them to fall asleep and snuck out of the room, he put his black coat on and his black shoes. He slowly opened the door, the hinges creaking loudly, he shut his eyes as the loud "SCREEEE" came from the door. When he finally made it outside he sighed out of relief, he did it, he made it out the house with the other two still asleep. He quickly ran into an open flower field, that's where he saw Wilbur, who was quietly grumbling angry words. He slowly walked towards him, trying to keep quiet, unfortunately he stepped a twig.

CRACK!

"Who's there?!" Wilbur whipped his head around, Quackity flinched.
"Just me." He stuttered, the latter sighed and turned back around, he plucked a blue flower and held it in his hand, Quackity slowly sat down next to him, not saying anything at all.
"Why're you here?" Wilbur looked at him, still holding the blue flowe,
"I don't know, I guess I needed some alone time away from my uh, soulmates." Quackity spoke, making a quotation mark symbol with his hands,
"Not doing too well with yours to?" The brunette chuckled softly, Quackity shook his head smiling,
"They always leave me out on fun things, they don't want to do anything with me." His voice was wobbly and shaky, tears started to well up into globs at the corners of his eyes.
"I'm sorry, I feel like I'm making this all about myself." He wiped his tears,
"No no, it's fine, keep doing what you need to do to get those feelings out." Wilbur told him, he placed a hand on the others shoulder, his tone of voice was sincere and caring. Quackity nodded and continued, telling Wilbur everything.
The two grew fond of eachother.

Wilbur was walking down the sidewalk, it was early in the morning, the sun still rising, the sky was a pretty blue, orange and pink mix. He admired the solitude, not hearing any ear piercing screams from his roommate, but he decided it was time to go home.

He heard noises as soon as he opened the door, laughing, talking. Did he bring someone over? He walked into the living room, there he sees his boyfriend, with another man.
George.
He slowly backed away, tears started to pile up, his hand reached up to clutch his shirt, his heart beating quickly. He runs out the door and slams it, those two definitely heard it, he ran, he heard Dream call his name. He didn't stop, just keep running.

YOUR SOULMATE HAS CUT TIES WITH YOU.

"DID YOU EVER CARE ABOUT ME?!" Quackity yelled, his hands ball into fists, his nails digging into his palms.
"WE ALWAYS HAVE!" Sapnap exclaims, his hands slamming on the dining table,
"YOU JUST MAKE IT SO HARD TO! YOU ARE SO-- I CAN'T EVEN DESCRIBE YOU!" He retorted,
"YOU KNOW WHAT? WE'RE DONE!" Sapnap cut the red soulmate string, but kept his with Karl. Tears flooded Quackity's vision,

YOUR SOULMATE HAS CUT TIES WITH YOU.

Hours after Wilbur's incident, he ended up at a bar, he drank and drank. He wanted to make the pain go away, but he's realized he's all alone now. He has absolutely no one at all, even his own soulmate didn't want him around, these thoughts hit him like a bus, maybe he should get hit by a bus.
The burning sensation that trickled down his throat left him feeling sorrowful, his hands rested on the wood counter as he ordered more and more of that fucking alcohol.
"Hey." Quackity spoke out, his voice quiet.
Wilbur turned to look at him, he looked, horrible. His eyes were puffy, his hair was all over the place, his beanie barely holding on, his collar was up, what was going on?
"What's up with you?" Wilbur said.
"What's up with what?"
"You look so... messed up."
"Wow, thanks."
Quackity folded his arms, he sighed,
"How's your soulmate situation?" He asked, Wilbur's eyes widened, he looked away, Quackity quickly realized.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have said that."
"No no, it's fine. We... broke up." Wilbur stared down at his drink, that situation led him to this specific moment,
"Sorry that happened to you, man." Quackity patted the brunettes back, Wilbur wiped his tears,
"It's fine, it was bound to happen anyways."
"Oh."
There was a long pause,
"How about yours?"
"What?"
"Your soulmates, how are they?"
"Oh, they... yeah, same situation as yours."
His voice was wobbly, it was like a piece of ice that was about to crack any second.
"Sorry." Wilbur apologized, Quackity took a sip of his raspberry wine. He reassured him there was no need to apologize,
"Hey, how about we be our own soulmates?" Quackity smiled,
"Wait what?" Wilbur whipped his head to look at him, his voice was quick and startled
"Like, be our own?" The latter explained, he felt awkward.
"Sorry I shouldn't have said that." He started blushing out of embarrassment, Wilbur chuckled,
"No no, I like your idea." Wilbur placed a hand on Quackity's.

"Let's be our own soulmates."

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