Pairing- Wilford x female! Reader.
Requested? Nope.
Song inspiration- Hit and run by lolo. (Love that song :3)
Warnings- Suggestive themes, guns and blood. Oh and cursing.

Y/n lazily laid her head on the table, bored out of her mind. Sure she wanted to support her gunman boyfriend, but this was extremely boring.

Wilford was currently trying to convince Dark to be apart of Markiplier TV. Dark and him kept arguing about it.

Google tried to make them shut up, but sadly it wasn't working.

Y/n decided she had enough with their bickering, she stood up and cracked her neck, she made her way over to Wilford and stuck her hand in his shirt, taking out his pistol and shooting the ceiling with it.

"Both of you shut up!" She yelled, making the whole room go silent.

Wilford stood there silent, his face burning from her previous touch, and the way she held his gun made a smile stretch on his face.

Dark crossed his arms. "You didn't have to give everyone a heart attack. Was the gun really worth it?"

Y/n nodded, her hand on her hip, the gun in her dominant hand. "Yes, it got you all to shut up didn't it?"

Dark nodded. "I suppose.. Anyway, you're all dismissed. We'll meet here again Tuesday."

The ego's nodded, a few of them leaving, others stuck around to speak with Dark.

Y/n turned back to her boyfriend. "I think you're missing something pinkie." She winks and holds the gun out for him.

Wilford seems to have snapped out of his daze, he took the gun from her, clicking the safety on then returning it to his shirt pocket.

"Thank you doll. And may I just say, you looked amazing holding it.~" He sends her a playful wink of his own.

She rolls her eyes. "You perv. Now, come on I'm bored, and hungry."

The smirking ego nods, taking her hand as they walk out of the conference room.

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"Hey, don't be upset about it. I liked it." She smiles, taking a bite of her donut.

Wilford sighed, resting his arms on the table. "Well, I'm just happy that you loved it, doll."

Y/n nods. "And I'm happy that you're not upset over it anymore. I hate to see my Willfy upset and not crazed."

He chuckles at the nickname, running his thumb over her knuckles. "I think we're both a little crazy, but that's why we get along so well."

Y/n snorts. "I guess so!"

The pink haired ego chuckles at her cuteness, loving her even more.

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The streetlights lit up the cold streets on this night.

(I'm not a poet shoosh..)

The happy couple held hands as they walked together in silence.

The sky was a deep navy blue, stars littered the sky, even the moon decided to say hello.

But, they were being followed, they didn't seem to care about the hooded figure following them.

Until, that figure had the h/c woman pinned to the side walk, a knife to her chin, she didn't seem fazed by any of this, making the man mad.

"Why aren't you reacting b*tch!? Aren't you gonna even try and fight me off!?" He asked digging the knife into her chin, cutting it.

She shook her head and smiled, her hand lowering to her hip, gripping the switchblade out of her garter.

"Heads up." She giggled and jabbed the knife into his mouth, splitting his tongue in half.

He coughed clawing at the blade, but with no use.

Wilford kicked him off his girlfriend, he kneeled down helping the lady up.

She thanks him with a kiss on the cheek. "Thank you willfy."

The two hold hands again, Wilford using his free hand to take his gun out.

Y/n found herself giggling when blood sprayed on them both.

Wilford looked at her, enjoying her laughter, and the blood splashed on her soft skin.

He panted and picked her up bridal style quickly fleeing them both away from the scene.

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Y/n giggled kissing Wilford's chin, then snuggling into his side.

His arm snaked around her waist protectively, his other arm behind his head. His brown eyes scanning her with a smirk on his face.

His eyes rest on his pink bowtie that was tied around her neck, then he met her gaze again. "All dressed up for a hit and run, doll?"

She laughs playfully punching his chest. "No! You dork! We'll do that later."

He chuckles as well rolling on his side and wrapping both of his arms around her small figure, placing a peck on her forehead.

"I love you so much doll."

"I love you too, ya pink dork."