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Tommy wasn't known for being soft or sweet. Everyone knew this. He was known as a loud and annoying child. However, everyone who knew him behind the screen knew that he was a big softy.
He loved his friends, always checked up on them, constantly told them he loved them and loved spending time with them. Words of affirmation and quality time were two of his love languages and his friends knew this very well. They knew that he needed attention and affection a lot and they were always willing to give him that, but god forbid if they ever spoke of that.
These reasons were why Tommy was incredible happy currently, for he had not one but two friends with him right now! Quackity had been able to fly over to the UK and so now he, Tommy and Wilbur were all hanging out at Wilbur's place.
However, there was also something that Tommy's friends also knew about Tommy. They knew he didn't sleep sometimes and would stay up all night because of his buzzing excitement. Which is exactly what happened last night and both Quackity and Wilbur knew that for a fact.
Mainly because of one, a big dead giveaway. Tommy was being extra sweet, especially as the day turned to night.
Tommy clung to the two of them as they went about their fun daytime activities. He was extra sweet and smiley. The two found it endearing, but a bit upsetting if they were correct about Tommy not sleeping last night.
Eventually, the three of them got back to Wilbur's house after a long day of filming and fun. It was dark outside so Tommy asked his mom if he could stay with Wilbur and she said yes. So now, the three of them were winding down and sitting together on Wilbur's bed. It wasn't big enough for all three to sleep on, so there was a mattress on the floor beside the bed for someone to sleep on.
But for now, Tommy was in between Wilbur and Quackity as the two laughed about something that the blond wasn't really listening to. All he knew, was that they went between Spanish and English every now and again.
Tommy knew very little Spanish, all of it mainly coming from Quackity or random memes on Twitter, so he didn't understand it all. However, he did know the word for boy. Quackity loved to call Tommy that, especially when he was happy or excited. Tommy enjoyed hearing Quackity coo at him in Spanish, even if he didn't understand what Quackity was saying to him. Wilbur would do it too when Quackity would and it made him feel special.
"Tommy?" Suddenly snapped the blond out of his thoughts.
He blinked, "Huh?" and heard Wilbur laugh softly.
"I asked if you're still there and I guess you weren't!" Wilbur laughed as he brushed a thumb against Tommy's arm.
"Oh... Sorry I was spacing out..." Tommy chuckled as he blinked away the tiredness from his eyes.
"Yeah, clearly. Did you sleep last night, Toms?" Wilbur asked and Tommy laughed nervously.
"I, uh, I was too excited to sleep..." Tommy admitted, his eyes feeling heavier the more they talked about sleep.
He didn't look back, he knew the two of them would just be giving him concerned looks and he didn't want to see that. "Toms..." He heard Wilbur sigh.
He pouted, "Sorry!" Wilbur only chuckled.
"C'mere then, Kid. You're going to sleep." Quackity said as he wrapped his arms around Tommy and tugged him down against his chest.
Tommy yelped at the sudden move and fell into the raven-haired man. He grumbled for a moment, but eventually gave up as the tight hold on him never let up. He melted into the warmth, enjoying the affection and care. "Mm, fine..."
Quackity cooed at him in Spanish, with words he didn't quite understand but loved regardless. He understood the next set of words, however, "Goodnight, mi niño!!"
The blond subconsciously smiled and mumbled, "Goodnight, Madre," before letting the sleep overcome him.
Quackity blinked, a soft feeling consuming him as the words were spoken. Wilbur held in a fond noise as he looked between the raven-haired man and the now sleeping blond. Quackity, quietly, pretended to cry with a fondness that he would normally get slapped around by the blond for.
Wilbur got off his bed and whispered, "You guys can stay there. I'll sleep down here." And before Quackity could protest, Wilbur sunk down onto the mattress below him. Quackity sighed, pushing down a slight pang of guilt for stealing the brunet's bed. Then he too closed his eyes and let himself sleep as he listened to Wilbur shuffle around before going silent as well.
"Morning, mi niño..." Quackity yawned, ruffling the mop of blond frizz on his chest.
"Morning, Madre..." Tommy mumbled, nuzzling into the warmth in front of him. Tommy realized much too late what he said and slowly started to lift himself up before he was promptly pulled back down.
"¿Madre?" Quackity gasped softly before cooing, holding Tommy tighter. "Si! Si, yo soy tu madre, Thomas!!"
Tommy lifted his head again and pushed away from Quackity, trying to escape his embarrassment. He wriggled as Quackity held him tightly, happily cooing and pressing playful kisses to the smaller one's forehead. "Wil! wil! Ni niño, Thomas, called me his mom again!!!"
Tommy blinked, "Again?!" He stopped trying and fell flat against Quackity in sheer embarrassment.
Quackity beamed, "You called me that last night when you got super tired!!"
Burying himself in Quackity, face burning with embarrassment, he hummed softly. "Hm, 'm sorry then..." Quackity froze, blinking slowly.
"Huh? No, no! I loved it! I thought it was nice, don't be sorry about that!!" Quackity assured as he rubbed Tommy's back. Then he added, "You can call me madre! I really don't mind!"
"Mm, okay... But if you tell anyone other than Wilbur, I'll fucking-" Tommy stopped to think then quickly added, "I'll fucking get my knives, bitch!"
Quackity laughed as he buried his face into Tommy's soft hair. "Alright, I won't tell..." It was a lie, but Tommy didn't care. He simply just closed his eyes and let his tired body rest some more. Quackity looked up as he heard a soft chuckle.
Wilbur stood at the door, two coffees in hand. As he walked over to the sleepy two, he spoke softly, "Soft TommyInnit moments."
He handed one coffee to Quackity then sat the other down on the bedside table before sitting down in an open spot on the bed. "Hashtag soft moment!" Wilbur cooed as he pet Tommy's shoulders. The smaller, tired male weakly shook him off with a grumble.
Quackity laughed, and sarcastically joked, "Such a joy in the morning, aren't ya Toms?" Tommy only growled and shook his head, squeezing Quackity slightly. "If you want to, you can go back to sleep, mi hijo, that's fine..."
Tommy only hummed and nodded. The raven-haired man turned with a fond smile to the brunet who stared back with a similar fond smile. It was decided silently right then and there that it would be a calm, rest day. They would go run around and have fun later on.
And no one was sorry about that.