My buddy, @eyesore-boi , is the reason this fic exists. He has so many creative ideas, so after reading this and seeing his doodles based on it, I got inspired enough to actually write something! A mini series even! Hehe... Without further ado...let's dive right on on!
(Also, I'm using @viviansturns divider and will possibly keep using it in the future.)
“...”
This was horrible. Just plain…horrible. Nothing could possibly come out of this except tragedy. This could go wrong in so many ways… Dark didn't even know how this happened in the first place. Why..why was his husband…
“...Why are you small now?” Dark managed to ask after much open mouth staring, elbows resting on his desk while his hands were tangled in his hair. Still unable to tear his gaze away from the love of his life. Who just appeared on his desk out of nowhere, which was normal, but his size on the other hand… Hell, the eccentric couldn't be any bigger than his hand now. His hand! Anything could happen while he was this size! He could be squashed, sat on, tripped over, or…or he could fall off a high ledge by accident, or—
A tiny finger poking his arm put out that burning train of thought. …For now.
“What's wrong with that?”
It was a very innocent question. Proven as Wilford’s head tilted to the side with a grin, which often happened whenever the guy was genuinely confused and/or curious. So you could imagine the newfound horror spreading across Dark's face upon realizing that the other was blind to the new dangers awaiting him. That, or he just didn't care enough about them.
Fuck…
Today was going to be a long, terrible day, wasn't it? …It was just for a day, right? His husband wasn't going to be stuck this size forever, right? …Right?! “N-nothing, my love. I just…don't understand why this happened… Do you perhaps know how long this will possibly last?” Please say not long, please say not long, please—
“No clue! I really don't have any control over this and it varies every time!”
Oh dear God… If it was possible, the entity’s worry for Wil’s safety suddenly tripled. “What do you mean ‘it varies’? Why did this even happen? What is this?!” Without meaning for it to happen, Dark's tone raised as his hand flew out, gesturing towards his love’s new height. Not realizing how his aura flashed briefly while doing so.
Wilford definitely noticed, however. That much was obvious when a face was made before the man patted his arm in a reassuring manner. “I'm not sure what got your knickers in a twist, sweetie, but it's quite alright. Why don't you take a big ol’ breath for me? There's no need for all this senseless worrying.”
Now that made Dark freeze for a second. A little slow on why breathing was more important than his love being squish size. Just as he was about to say as much, however, that’s when he realized that Wil was…right. Stress won't help the situation. He needed to take a moment and calm down to handle this more appropriately.
“Do try not to worry yourself with such silly questions too much. Try seeing this as a fun little adventure instead, darling~” A giggle tumbled from his lover’s mouth after a few seconds. “Heh, little… Get it?”
And there goes the rest of his worries; carried away by the lovely sound of his husband's contagious laughter. No matter how small it was, it was difficult to not crack a smile as his gaze softened. “Alright Wil, I'll try. Just…stay close to me, if you can. Please.” As he made the request, Dark brought his hands down to Wil’s level, hoping he'd take the offer. After all, he can't have his flower being squashed now.
“No promises, but I do love the idea of hitching a ride via a giant lover!”
Without further ado, much to his relief and adoration, Wilford hopped onto his hands. Eyes shining brightly with excitement as a large grin sat under their mustache. Clearly eager for this new “adventure”, which…Dark suppose he could get behind — maybe — as long as his darling lover stayed right where he was: in his hands, where the grey being was able to admire their stunning look of joy while keeping him safe.
Yeah, he could do this for him. Everything will turn out just fine. How could they not when he was literally holding a ray of sunshine?
