mcyt oneshots

alternate ending - aswwmtb {w&s}

Here's the slightly happier ending to the previous oneshot.

"I'm so weak!" Schlatt said a little louder, as the taller, unbeknownst to him, retrieved the gun. "I wanna hate you, Wilbur, I really do, but deep down, some fucked up part of me still knows you and..." he trailed off, snapped out of his trance by the crunching of russet leaves under and approaching footsteps.

"You know, I really do hope I get to see you in another lifetime," Will said with an anguished expression as he took in his ex-lover crumpled on the floor and a shaking hand brought the gun up from his side.

"Wilbur-"

"Goodbye, Schlatt." He said softly, his voice gentle with love but before he could put the gun in his mouth and fire, Schlatt had grabbed it from him, fixing the safety before throwing it as far as he could in the other direction. Without thinking, he wrapped his arms around the Brit, pulling him into a hug, arms tight around him.

"Let me go please I can't do this anymore," Wilbur whispered into his ear as he struggled to free himself from the smaller's strong grip. "I don't want to live like this, I can't keep living like this."

"I'm not losing you again, not like this." Schlatt's voice was as soft as he could make it and filled with pain. "Please." He added, his voice a whisper barely heard even by Wilbur.

Schlatt experimentally moved one of his hands, seeing how the older would react as he started to rub his back soothingly and Wilbur's legs gave out as he collapsed into the American. He held the smaller so tightly he could barely breathe and he grabbed fistfuls of his shirt as sobs wracked his body.

Schlatt just held him, rubbing his back and whispering comforting words into his ear.

Their friendship was by no means fixed, but it was a start, and both knew that they didn't want to leave each other one more time.

This was a little rushed ngl but I hope it was ok!

Artio <3