silly tnt duo oneshots (discontinued)

🌥️ Braiding [q!Quackbur]

I changed my username, lol, it's elsilliest now instead of TOBY-IEE.

Just a little fluffy domestic tntduo doing soft couple things without being a couple.

I reposted this from my qsmp oneshots book, by the way.

(I use he/they for q!Wilbur! Mainly because Phil once accidentally used them on Wilbur and it's been sticking to my brain like super glue. I also just really like the idea.)

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"You know I need to leave again, Q."

Wilbur spoke, as he and Quackity were sat on his sofa. Quackity insisted entry to Wilbur's household, and because Wilbur was too nice (to Quackity), he let him in, after some hesitation. Quackity didn't have a reason to come in, but he supposes that he's glad he did, as Wilbur started running his hand through Quackity's raven colored hair after discarding his beanie next to them only moments after they sat down, carefully and absentmindedly twirling locks. Wilbur eventually started braiding it, from his knowledge of Tallulah teaching him how.

"This'll probably be the last time I'll see you again, for the next month or so at least." he continued, not making an effort to act as if he was actually sad about it, but Quackity assumed that was just because they were focused. The ravenette hummed, not wanting Wilbur to bring it up any longer, but Wilbur didn't get the gesture, and how Quackity obviously didn't care about the topic, Wilbur doesn't understand social cues very well, Quackity supposes.

"I'll miss you, you know."

Quackity sighs, then bites his lip. He never understood how Wilbur always managed to tug on his heart strings, or make Quackity care for the man, when Quackity had a firm idea that Wilbur didn't care back. "Yeah." he responds, then mentally punches himself for forgetting how to not be the official contender of the dryest fucking responder on planet earth.

Wilbur doesn't seem to mind, though.

He lightly chuckles to himself, as he admires what they did with Quackity's hair.

"Quackity, pass me Tilín's ribbon." he says, holding their hand out for Quackity to do as asked. He hesitates, the ribbon was very precious to him and to just hand it to Wilbur was something he didn't want to immediately do. Though, Quackity gave in, and untied the red ribbon from off his wrist, and gently set it down in Wilbur's palm.

Wilbur noticed the hesitation and gentleness, and was to be extra careful with the piece to not hurt Quackity. They began to tie the ribbon around Quackity's braided hair to secure it, then firmly grasped one of Quackity's shoulders with a hand. Wilbur places his chin on Quackity's unemployed shoulder and smiles (sadly, though). Quackity noticed how sentimental Wilbur was acting, but decided not to voice his notice.

"So pretty, so, so pretty." they softly and calmly whispered, rubbing Quackity's back with his other hand. Quackity appreciated the sudden affection, but had no clue where it came from, maybe Wilbur was just joking around, or feeling somewhat clingy at the moment.

"I'm gonna miss you." the brunette repeats, closing his eyes and dropping their smile.

"You said that already." Quackity comments, leaning his back against Wilbur slightly (as, Wilbur was behind Quackity when he was doing Quackity's hair). Wilbur sighs of admiration and pleasure, then yawns. They released their hand from Quackity's shoulder, then began to loosely hug Quackity's chest from behind.

Quackity doesn't question this, it seemed more natural (than it should).