1/5 chapters that are going to be uploaded on April 8th, 9th or 10th.
TW:
•Angst
•Swearing
•Foul language etc etc
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'Quackity?' Wilbur Yelled throughout their house.
Even though Q was in the house, which Wilbur knew, he didn't respond.
'Quackity!'
Quackity hummed lowly, irritation in his voice.
'Quackity, Darling, why are you ignoring me?'
'I don't want to talk right now.'
'Why?'
'Wilbur. I said I just don't want to talk.'
'Did I do something?'
'Wil..'
'Im sorry if I did something, I need to know if I did though!'
'Wil..!'
'Quackity, Love, just tell me why!'
'WIL!'
'Why are you shouting at me!?'
'Because you aren't listening!'
'And you won't answer me! Why don't you want to speak to me!?'
'Becuase I don't want too!'
'There must be a reason why!'
'Maybe there is! Maybe there isn't! It's not your business right now!'
'WHY ARE YOU BEING SO CRUEL?'
'WILBUR STOP ASKING ME QUESTIONS!'
Wilbur stopped asking questions when he saw that his Love was actually getting upset at him.
'I dont understand what I've done.'
'You haven't done anything!'
'THEN WHY ARE YOU NOT SPEAKING TO ME?'
'B-because..'
'Because what? You always act like this and never tell me why! It's always "it's not you" or, "I don't want to speak because I just don't!" And I'm so Fucking sick of feeling like it's always my fault and that I've done something wrong! But you never tell me so I can never help you! It's always because of you. Always because of you, that I fall asleep some nights feeling like I cannot help. It's because of you. '
'Don't you Dare blame Me,' Quackity muttered under his breath,
'You have only a Hint of what I went through when I was with Schlatt or when I was fiancé's with Karl and Sapnap .'
The duck spoke. He spoke with confidence and slight anger, but yet there was also a hint of sadness lacing his words.
He took a step closer to Wilbur when he said these words, while tears pricked at his eyes. Wilbur really didn't know the full story of each relationship because he knew it made the smaller sad and angry.
'One day, I promise I will tell you, but somedays I just need to be left alone with my thoughts and you can't question me because I'll get overwhelmed and start.. start..' Quackity said as tears started to pour down his face, making each sentence difficult to say. 'Start crying.. Start yelling... Start.. start screaming..'
'Q-quackity.. i-im sorry i-i d-' Wilbur stuttered, 'I-ill leave you a-alone for now and.. w-we can talk when you're r-ready..'
Wilbur mumbled as he walked out of the door and Quackity sat back on the window ledge.
•__With_Wilbur__•
He walked downstairs, slightly sniffling as he fought back guilty tears that threatened to pour.
He wiped his eyes as he began to make His duck a little fancy dinner which he would take upstairs to him so he could eat and feel.. feel appreciated maybe.
Because the older appreciated the younger one more than he realised. More than both of them realised, really.
He finished making the dinner and knocked on their bedroom door three times before he heard a faint 'come in'
'I- I made you this because I felt bad..'
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HELLO
sorry it's short but I thought of the idea and realised after I wrote the main line (don't you dare blame me) I had no idea what to write after 😀
hope you enjoyed the little small bit of angst I have fed you
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Bye bye <3
