Do you really hate me? (Quackbur)

Chapter twenty-eight: Amor~

Chapter art by: leuslina on tumblr

TW: Swearing.
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Wilbur pov:

I think that leaves one person...

Quackity.

I pull up the contact and start thinking of what to say. 'Hey I'm trapped in a closet right now. Please help' sounds weird but should do the trick.

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You:
Hey I'm trapped in a closet
Right now.
Please help.

Ducky:
Wtf
How did you manage that?!

You:
Ran from schlatt but it locks from
the outside so I can't escape

Ducky:
Fine I'll be there soon.
I was gonna skip anyways.

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Oh thank god. I don't have to feel that bad since he was gonna skip anyways!

A few minutes later there was a few small clicks on the lock, then it opened and I saw Quackity standing there, looking around confused.

I'm down here.

"Oh shit-! you fucking scared me Wil!"

Sorry! Thanks for helping me out,

"Y-Yeah no problem." He looked away, hiding his face a bit.

Q? You alright?

I started to stand up walk toward him.

"Yeah I'm good. You might not want to go to class, you'll get told off by the teacher."

Where else would I go? I'm not spending the rest of the hour in this closet.

"Why not?" He looked back at me, making eye contact. I forgot how pretty his eyes were, they were so dark when you looked from afar, but in the sun when you actually notice them it's like copper against honey, or a bottle of whiskey put up against a window. Always having a sense of spitefulness when he talked, but at the same time seeming genuinely kind and considerate. I wonder if he's ever noticed how pretty he was...

"Wil? You alright up there?"

I shook my head and blinked a few times, noticing that my face had heated up.

Yeah... I'm good. So, what about class again?

He scoffed a bit, but continued anyways, "I was saying, why don't we just stay in here? I know how to pick locks if it gets stuck again, or we could leave it open a little. Normally I'd go out to the field but there's a class out there right now-"

You're staying?

I accidentally cut him off, my mind isn't functioning properly right now, "I mean- yeah? I can't go back to class now, I've been here too long already. Why shouldn't I stay?"

...

"Wilbur? You alright? You're spacey today."

Sorry... yeah, let's just sit here,

"Okay, what's wrong?"

What do you mean?

I couldn't get my eyes off of his, that's what was wrong.

"You're not yourself, is it that song thing? I heard Dream was asking if you'd play it at the party. You don't have to y'know," by now we were already sitting beside each other on the floor.

I- Uhm- yeah. Yeah that's it. I'm just worried people aren't gonna like it anymore...

That's a lie.

"That's bullshit man, do you know how many times I've been pushed out the way so people could talk to you? Like five times today. And we've still got another class after this. They're gonna fucking love it, don't worry."

People pushed you? Are you- are you hurt?

The ravenette let out a small laugh, "what? Why do you care so much man? I'm fine, I've felt worse,"

Who else has hurt you?

Q tensed up at that a bit, something was so clearly wrong, and I need to know.

"Fuck- just- bully's..? Yeah, bully's. When I was little, I was weaker, people liked to pick on me. That's actually how I got this stupid scar on my face. I don't remember it to well, but they were just fucking pissed and took it out on me, tried to run away, but I tripped. And I assume that's how I got it." He seemed like he was lying earlier, but this was no doubt a true story. There's something else though... "and yeah, it healed, but it left a mark. Now people just kind of fuck off when they see it. Blessing and a curse am I right?"

Q... I'm not doubting your story, but- is there anyone else? More recently I mean,

"...No! no, there's not. I'm fine now. I'm not weak anymore. I can handle anything thrown my way, I have thus far, why stop now?"

Right...

I didn't feel like pushing it further, I didn't want to make him uncomfortable. I was going to try and change the subject, but I couldn't just leave it like that. So I turned my head to face him, not bringing attention to the fact that the ravenette was already staring,

Quackity. If anything ever happens, tell me. Please? I just- I care for you. And if anyone does anything- tell me. Just tell me so I can help,

The boy looked shocked, like no one had said that to him before. "I-..." his face turned slightly more smug, "Awhhh, does Wilby care for me~? Im flattered, lover boy."

Lover boy, that's a new one. Game on, Q!

Of course I do hot stuff, why shouldn't I? You're so kind to me,

I felt a rush of satisfaction when his face turned pink, "I-"

At a loss for words?

"Hmm, I don't think so pretty boy,"

I hummed before saying;

Awhhh that's a shame, I liked knowing I could steal the words out your mouth.

"Oh shut up-"

Why? I'm actually having fun here!

"Of course you are," then he started to stand up, my eyes followed his movements and I stood up before he could fully open the door to leave.

Wait- I'm sorry, did I do something? I didn't mean to-

"Don't worry, you did nothing Amor, the bells just about to ring is all," since I was stunned at the name he'd called me I back up a bit as he walked out saying "don't get locked in there again~!"

Holy shit.

Why do I feel this way about him? What the fuck was I thinking?! Why would I call him 'Hot' to his face! I mean- it's not lying but- oh my god— I can't even reason with my own head. My mind is a hypocrite!

Wait— what exactly did he call me again?!

Amor?!

Amor...

I like that.

I'd hate it if were anyone else, but coming from him it just sounds- right. Yeah, it sounds right. Okay- I need to get to my last class... I can think on this later. I think I'm gonna be sick. [lovesick haha I'm so fucking funny it's stupid haha 🗿]
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[I actually REALLY like this chapter :D]

[OKAY so, remember, no smut story. But what about kissin stuff?? Should I like detail it? Or just make it short n sweet n stuff. Cause I've got a plan for their first one and it might benefit from being detailed (it also ups my word count—) but idk. how do y'all feel about it?]

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