Here's part two because I'm finally inspired to write something happy because my rose just may not be lost forever. And I won't name any names, but you know who you are. You're the Darkiplier to my Wilford, and I love you so much ♡  So this chapter is dedicated to you!
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When Wilford returned from the dance floor to give back the rose, he was shocked to find Dark was gone. After asking around, he figured out where the man went and quickly left the auditorium.

"Dark?" He called, and his gaze landed on the man. He quickly went over to him and put a hand on his shoulder. "What's up?" He slurred.

Dark snorted and pushed Wilford's hand off of his shoulder.

"Dark... Holy fuck, I just meant to mess with yo-"

"I fucking hate you." He whispered sharply, his voice cold, and dead serious. And Wilford felt something inside him break.

"D-Dark, I-I'm sorry, I never meant to-"

"Save it." Dark snapped. "You'll need all of your brainpower to explain to your date why you left her."

"Dark, she's not even my date-"

Dark stood up, whirling around to face Wilford. "Then why THE FUCK DID YOU DANCE WITH HER?" He growled.

"WILL YOU LET ME FUCKING EXPLAIN!" Wilford yelled. "I brought her... to make you jealous." He sighed.

Dark froze. "Wh... what?"

"I honestly... honestly really like you, Dark. As in, I love you. Or as the Germans say, Ich liebe dich." He confessed.

Dark stood there, stunned, before grabbing Wilford by the collar of his shirt. "If this is all some fucked up joke..."

Wilford quickly shook his head. "No, I'm being perfectly honest, I swear!" He slurred.

Dark looked at him once more before pulling Wilford into a passionate kiss.

Wilford's grip on his black rose loosened as he kissed back hungrily, wrapping his arms around Dark's neck.

Dark pulled away after a while, resting his forehead against Wilford's. "If you ever pull something so stupid again-"

Wilford smiled softly. "I won't, I promise." He whispered in reply, before going back in for another kiss.

"Oh, and I forgot to tell you..."  Wilford smirked as he broke the kiss for the second time and pulled two crowns from behind his back. "There seemed to be an error in the voting system. Two guys were elected prom king and queen~" He said with a wink, and placed a crown on Dark's head and his own.