[PM… quack → gold=snort]

1:07 | quack: bitch, ur gud at english rt?

1:09 | gold=snort: you're*, good*, right*

1:10 | quack: perfect-

1:11 | quack: can u meet me at the bus lot?

1:12 | gold=snort: and why should I?

1:15 | quack: bc if I fail ill literally keep bothering u until u die

1:15 | 4pm, sharp.

[GC… sleepy bois]

1:17 | fishfuck: can someone tell me why emo bitch over here is smiling

1:17 | fishfuck: its scaring me-

1:18 | dadza: don't call your brother that

1:19 | dadza: and he probably got in a fight

1:24 | gold=snort: I won't be home until around 5pm to 6pm.

1:25 | dadza: your not getting into a fight again are you?

1:29 | gold=snort: …

1:31 | fishfuck: how in the living fuck does he look so soft?

Wilbur eyed at his twin. His features relaxed with a small tint dusting at his cheeks. Wait- oh…

"Does mister Technoblade have a crush~" He teased, receiving an empty glare from the other.

Techno looked away as his phone dinged. Glancing over his shoulder Wilbur saw a message.

[PM… quack → gold=snort]

1:33 | quack: So 4pm, k ttyl

Wilbur snicked, evading the punch directed towards him. Running off to class. 'Who the hell was this quack person' he wondered before entering his history class.

[GC… chaos]

2:15 | fishfuck: does anyone know who the fuck 'quack' is?

2:16 | bi_king: no srry

2:16 | vrwoop: ah, no

2:18 | bank: yeah, his name's Quackity

2:19 | fishfuck: and how the fuck is he associated with my twin

2:20 | bank: oh, he most likely simping if we're talking about Techno

2:20 | gremlin: how, blade's always got a stick up his arse

2:21 | literal_angel: language

2:22 | bank: have you met that stoner-

2:25 | bi_king: don't u guys have class

2:25 | fishfuck: fuck-

[PM… quack → gold=snort]

3:49 | quack: where r we meeting again

3:50 | gold=snort: The bus lot.

3:50 | gold=snort: Did you really forget.

3:51 | quack: …

3:52 | gold=snort: You're literally the one who scheduled it, dumbass.

3:53 | quack: stfu omw

Techno sat on the sidewalk, book held in his left hand while the other propped up his face.

"Sup bitch!" Quackity shouts, running up to him with his backpack slung over his shoulder. "Hullo…" Techno supplied awkwardly.

"Right!" The ravenette smiled, "So, I'm havin' problems with chapter-'' Spacing out he gave small tips and criticism every so often. Lost in the other.

Their dark orbs and soft tan skin. The way his hair strayed from the beanie, embracing his gentle face. A small smile fell before him. Suddenly brought back to reality but Quackity's hand waving before him.

He grinned, lunging and biting the other's hand. Shouts of protest followed as Techno tumbled over in laughter.

Something he hasn't done in a while.

It was nice. Like a small haven that Quackity brought him despite him never actually admitting so.

[PM… fishfuck → dadza]

4:33 | fishfuck: give techno another hour out

4:36 | dadza: why?

4:38 | fishfuck: him and his bf are being stupid

4:39 | dadza: what? He has a bf?

4:41 | fishfuck: not really

4:42 | fishfuck: he's to dumb to realize

4:44 | dadza: he grew up so fast-

[Author's Note: I'm sorry if it's short. I have quite a lot of ideas yet I'm not that skilled in executing it. I may make a book on my AU's, ideas, and head cannons just in case any of you want to try them or like the concept. Please do credit me if you do use one of my ideas (you aren't required to ask). Thank you for all the support you all have given my other stories!]