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Wilbur wasn't sure what had happened, one minute he's frantically searching for his little brother, the next he sees him being carried by technoblade. Who of course had an intense look of bloodlust on his face.
That doesn't stop him from running towards the two, yanking the boy out of very reluctant arms.
"Oh toms! My baby! There you are! You're safe!" The male cried as he held the unconscious boy in his arms.
He looked at the other with a smile on his face- that certainly held love, not obsession- and leaned forward, to place a kiss on top of the gold curls.
He turns his attention to the other male standing there, looking quite as he'd call it, Constipated.
"What the hell happened? And don't think I don't see the purple bruises on his neck, that looks an awful lot like your fingerprints?" Wilbur hisses out as he tightens his grip on the boy.
Technoblade snarled, and averted his gaze. Causing the other to raise an eyebrow questionly.
"He tried running. It was the first thing I could think of." The brute huffed, crossing his arms.
All he received in response is a head tilt, and a look of 'really? That's the first thing you thought of?'
"Yeah, yeah, you can't berate me later. We have a bigger issue on our hands."
"Oh? And what could that be? Oh no no let me guess! You tripped and broke something! You cut yourself on some glass and now have a life threatening dese! Oh! what about-"
"Wilbur" the piglin growled, causing the other to pause, and look at the other.
"The reason theseus has been running from us-" Wilbur huffed at the name, finding it weird. I mean come on, his name is Tommy. How hard is that to say-
"-Is because he keeps looking for his 'friends' he's putting himself in danger, leaving the safety of the house. Letting himself be vulnerable because of those...pests." he snarled glaring at Tommy, though none of that hate was directed at him of course.
Wilbur felt his eyes widened as he growled lowly, his hands clenched into soft skin, as the only thought he had was the promise of pain. He heard the blond whimper. The sound pulled him back in reality, lessening his grip.
"Well...looks like we'll have to take care of that, won't we?" The brunette asked glancing at the taller.
"Now come on, we need to find dadza and tell him we found Tommy. You know how panicked he gets when he's not near him!" He chimed playfully.
Techno snorted and followed the other, looking for any threats to them. Though there won't be, even he knows that.
After all, who would want to piss off the angel of death, blood God, and the siren?
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