Cold and Warmth | Jschlatt x Wilbur

Chapter 7

•Schlatt•

Wilbur started the stream and we just sat there for a minute, waiting for the notification.

"Hey guys! Today I'm here with Schlatt."

I looked over at the comments, noticing that they were all about seeing my face for the first time.

"Oh yeah, this is my face guys."

Wilbur turned to look at me.

"This is your face reveal?"

I hummed in response.

"Anyways, today we'll be doing a truth or dare charity stream!"

Soon enough, the donations with challenges came in.

The robotic voice started talking.

Wilbur, on a scale of 1-10, how gay are you.

"Ten."

I answered for him.

"Only for you."

He responded.

"Go to fucking hell, wait till I tell Pokiman."

"Wait, Schlatt, please, the views!"

We started laughing.

Wilbur started reading some comments in the sub only chat and started grinning.

"What?"

I asked, kind of scared of what chat suggested.

"Hey Schlatt, the people demand to see your socks."

W A I T.

"Why!"

"Dunno, they just heard rumors of cute designs on your socks."

I sighed and took off a sock to show the people, it had frogs with sunglasses on as its design.

"Dare for Schlatt, try to make Wilbur visibly cringe."

I laughed and went to whisper in his ears.

"Shawty like a melody in my head-."

His face scrunched up as he started laughing.

Soon a donation from George not found rolled in.

"Dare Wilbur to try and make Schlatt flustered. You won't."

He sent about a hundred dollars.

W E L L  F U C K.

Now it was Wilburs turn.

He leaned in towards my face and stared at me.

"This is more fucking horrifying than it is flirting, MOM PICK ME UP."

I yelled as a joke.

Wilbur leaned in and whispered in my ear.

"Well, I could have kissed you, would that make you feel better?"

Panic.

"Nope, no sir, absolutely not, no can do, please don't.

Is what I responded with.

"Damn, next is a truth for you Schlatt, what's so bad about me?"

Wilbur asked, genuinely curious.

"Well, first off, you are too happy, like I just murdered someone, kind of happy. Second, you are always there when I least expect it. Three, Tubbo. Four, things like a minute ago."

"Wait, Tubbo?"

I sighed.

"He talks about you a lot, I know your secrets, now hush so I can finish the 583 reasons why I hate Wilbur."

"Haha, okay pick a truth for me."

He said.

I searched through chat to find the perfect one.

"Go play a song, right here, right now. Get your guitar."

Wilbur got up to leave, but soon returned with his acoustic guitar.

He started playing and we went on doing some nice dares and answering questions.

I yawned and decided I would probably watch a movie then go to bed.

We said goodbye to the stream and then I made my way to the living room, where the nice T.V. was.

"Mind if I join?"

Wilbur asked.

I hummed a response that indicated he could.

Before long, I was starting to doze off, and I quickly fell asleep.

•Wilbur•

Holy shit, he's laying on me.

Schlatt was laying his head down on my lap, while I gently played with his soft hair.

I think he's pretty.

"No homo."

I whispered a lie to myself.

I checked to make sure we were both wearing socks, which we are, then I fell asleep, my arm around him.

It was actually pretty easy to sleep with a literal cat by you, which most people wouldn't think of.