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Wilbur sits quietly on his and Quackitys shared bed, a delicate lavender scent wafts throughout the room. He’s been waiting for Quackity the last hour! It’s 3 AM! Quackity had said thirty minutes, NOT AN HOUR! Wilbur flaps his large red, yellow, and blue striped wings with agitation. He finally gives up and makes his way to Quackitys office, if his boyfriend can’t go to bed himself, Wilbur will simply have to make him.
”Darling~” Wilbur calls, he puts his arms around Quackitys shoulders whom gives Wilbur a sleepy laugh.
”What’cha need Wil?” Quackity asks.
”Come to beeeeed. I’m sleepy…” Wilbur reply’s, his voice long and drawn out.
”I can’t, got to much work.”
Wilbur huffs.
”Come to bed, or I’ll make you.” He threatens.
”And how exactly would you do that mi vida?” Quackity teases.
”Like this.” Wilbur says before suddenly picking his partner up, whose golden wings flap with surprise.
”Hey! WILBUR! PUT ME THE HELL DOWN!” Wilbur chooses to ignore Quackitys screeching and sets him on top of the fridge.
”WILBUR, LET ME DOWN” Quackity yells.
”You can come down if you go to bed.” Wilbur states matter-of-factly.
Quackity has a one sided screaming match with the taller for a bit before his lack of sleep catches up with him. His yells slowly get quieter, and his insults get simpler.
”Fine… I’ll go to bed…” Quackity finally states, the words barely audible.
”Say that again Ducky? I didn’t quite hear you.” Wilbur teases, his voice laced with smugness.
”FINE!” Quackity yells, his wings fluttering behind his back.
Wilbur smiles before picking Quackity back up and carrying him to their bedroom.
”I hate you.” Quackity says as Wilbur sets him on the bed and lays down.
”I know.” Wilbur reply’s, his voice cheery as he pulls Quackity down.
Wilbur plants his lips on Quackitys before he can use one of his many witty remarks, the kiss if soft. It’s perfect, though it only lasts a moment. He wraps his long arms around Quackity, the two fall asleep in each others embrace.
Wilbur is proud of himself.