~{ tntduo/quackbur oneshots! }~ !DISCONTINUED!

Tired.

It was seven in the morning and Quackity had just woken up, in Wilbur's arms, he felt a sense of comfort and warmth, why?

Quackity tried to make sense of what the fuck happened yesterday, his mind was a blur and everything felt fuzzy and dazed. He felt his waist get pulled closer and Quackity slowly turned around, trying his best not to wake up the brunette who's currently spooning him. He felt Wilbur's arms squeeze him, trying to pull him closer than before and somewhat succeeding and Quackity couldn't help but smile at this action, he slowly looked the other up and down, he's shirtless. He felt himself go red in the face, staring directly at him. He tried to sit up, but got yanked back downed. Wilbur shifted around and pulled the blanket more over his body,
"Wilbur? Are you awake?" Quackity muttered, he cringed at his raspy voice, he tried clearing his throat but it didn't work, Wilbur moved around and mumbled something incoherent.
"Wh-what are you saying?" Quackity moved in a little closer, trying to hear better. Wilbur mumbled another thing,
"I have no idea what you're saying sleepyhead." He moved the brunettes hair out of his face, smiling as he did.
"It was nothing..." Wilbur spoke out, his voice was deep and pretty raspy as well, making the latter blush. He sat up and stretched his arms, letting go of the latter.
"You sure?"
"Positive..." Wilbur wrapped his arms back around the ravenette, with no intention of letting go again.
"Wilbur let go! I wanna change out of these dumb clothes—"
"Don't leave meee..." Wilbur pleaded, his grip getting tighter and tighter, practically suffocating Quackity
"Okay okay! Five more minutes." The latter gave in, laying back down with Wilbur, the brunette loosened his grip and Quackity could sense Wilbur's smile across his neck, he smiled along with him. But unfortunately his stomach ruined the moment when it was signaling to Quackity that he was hungry.
"I'm getting hungry sweetheart, can you please let me go??" He turned around and cupped his face, trying to convince him to let go of him.
"Finee..." Wilbur let go of him and flipped around to face the other direction,
"Thanks, dear" Quackity sat up and opened the door, his vision was temporarily blinded by the sun for a few seconds before he went down the stairs. He walked to the kitchen and opened the fridge, he still had some leftover food from yesterday, and he was too lazy to cook so he just microwaved it. He heard footsteps from the stairs and went to check, it was just Wilbur, (he had a shirt on now btw) the microwaved blared its loud BEEPS and Quackity went to get the food,
"What's in the microwave, sunflower?" Wilbur rubbed his eyes and sat down at the table,
"Oo, sunflowers a new one, and its spaghetti." Quackity sat down next to him and started eating, Wilbur put his arms on the table and rested his head on top, Quackity noticed this and frowned,
"Wilbur you can go back to bed if you're still tired, I don't mind eating alone." Quackity rubbed Wilbur's back and spoke in a quiet voice.
"But I don't want to be alone." Wilbur sighed, he stood up and got himself a glass of water and chugged it all. Quackity walked to the sink and put his plate in, he planted a kiss on Wilbur's lips and grabbed his hand,
"C'mon, let's go back to bed." He smiled and led his lover to the bedroom, Wilbur collapsed onto the bed and Quackity soon followed, they shifted around until they found a comfortable enough position. Wilbur had his arms around Quackity and his leg was over top his, the exact same position as earlier.
"Sweet dreams, my love." Wilbur whispered into Quackity's ear,

"I love you."
"I love you too."

author note
reealy short chapter, sorry about that i just wanted to finish this, since it's been sitting in my drafts for a while now, ☆♡
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