Wilford was jarred from this thoughts at a loud knock on the the door. “Wilf! Let me in!” He opened the door and smiled. Dark pushed his way into the room, his face beet red. His hair was a tousled mess and he was in sweatpants and a baggy t-shirt. “What’s wrong Darkie?” Wilfords tone was teasing, causing Dark to go an even brighter shade of red. If that’s even possible. He crossed his arms and leaned against the door. “Darkie. What’s wrong? Someone call you adorable?” Dark glared at him and quickly flipped him off. “Aw come on. Don’t be like that Darkie. Now what’s wrong?” Wilford chuckled. “I don’t like when people stare at me when I’m not wearing my suit… It’s… weird…” Dark rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly. “Well, just so you know, you do look adorable. But… I think you’d look better…” Wilford walked over and pulled the t-shirt off him. “Like this. See? Better” Dark buried his face in his hands. Wilford laughed and wrapped his arms around Darks waist. “You know. You really do look better without the shirt.” Dark looked through his fingers and smiled. “You know, you’re an amazing liar Wilfy.” Wilford gasped in fake shock. “How dare you? I’m not lying. I only speak the truth.” Dark laughed, wrapping his arms around him. “Well thank you. But now I’m even more nervous to leave your room and I still have to get dressed.” Wilford moved his hands and walked over to the door. “I’ll be right back. Don’t stop being adorable while I’m gone. Oh who am I kidding. You couldn’t not be adorable if you tried.” Dark rubbed the back of his neck and smiled.
Wilford glanced over at Dark and smiled. Dear god did he look handsome in his suit. Dark looked up from his book and caught Wilfords eye. He smiled trying to keep his mind on the book. “OH FOR FUCKS SAKE JUST KISS ALREADY!!” Dr. Iplier groaned. “Wh-what…?” Wilford looked at him in shock. “I uh… I d-don’t understand…” Dark went red. “You two are the worst at hiding the fact that you’re in a relationship! You stare at each other all day! Oh and let’s not forget the fact that literally this morning I saw you rush into Wilfords room and then about 10 minutes later Wilford left and came back with one of your suits in his hands. So just admit it and kiss him!” Wilford quickly shook his head, his face flushing a bright pink. “Th-there’s n-no need for that… I uh…” Dark placed his pook on the couch and stood up. “Fuck it.” He walked over and grabbed Wilfords suspenders, pulling him into a kiss. “Took you assholes long enough. Also, take that shit somewhere else. I don’t want to see that.” He pulled away and rolled his eyes. “Says the one who yelled at us to kiss.”
What’s this? Two Darkstache fics in a row? Who am I? But hey, Two Darkstache fics in a row! It was gonna be a Vanti fic but it’s turning out longer then expected. Oh and again, don’t put to much thought into the title. I had nothing in mind. Alright, bye bye! @ego-protection-squad
My prompt was Driving lessons. I had too much fun writing this one for sure! My other fic is such a slow burn that it was nice to just get to it, lol!
Any part of this fic may contain purposeful content by the writer to induce: emotional distress, anxiety, and all of the feels! It is NEVER my intent to cause vomiting! ;) (Seriously, could be one of my fav convos ever!)
May also contain: swearing, Negan being Negan, angst (see above), fluff, smut
“Well I’d say that this was a productive damn trip gentlemen. And lady.” Negan said as he watched the last of the supplies being loaded into the trucks, winking at you slyly.