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Tommy awoke with a pounding in his head, his day off to a terrible start. He lazily got up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes as he grabbed his phone. Shit, it was already 2pm. Tommy was supposed to stream an hour ago.
The headache persisted as he booted up his computer, his anxiety high as his leg bounced harshly. Once he opened Twitch, he hurriedly pressed the 'live' button. The waiting screen allowed him to fix himself up a bit, seeing as he had only woken up about 30 minutes prior. He ruffled his curls and wiped the crust from his eyes, straightening the wrinkles in his infamous red and white shirt.
Finally, he switched the screen over to his face-cam. Tommy grinned at the camera, watching as chat greeted him.
"What is up, chat!" Tommy flicked open his can of coke, taking a sip before continuing. "Sorry for the late stream, I was busy seducing my many, many women." He joked. He booted up minecraft, noticing Wilbur, Philza, and Tubbo were on. He hummed before taking his character to his base. He talked to his chat for a while, his hyper persona keeping the viewers entertained. Soon, he decided to join a VC with Wilbur and Phil.
"Heyy, guys!" Tommy greeted, his booming voice interrupting Phil's soft one.
"Oh- hello, Tommy!" Phil said, pausing his conversation with Wilbur. Tommy smiled, glancing at chat before taking a sip of his coke.
"Hey, Tommy! Are you streaming?" Wilbur asked, his keyboard clicking loudly as he moved his character around.
"Yeah, i am. Whats happenin'?" Tommy asked, his blocky character finally meeting up with the others'.
"Oh, we were talking about the next lore stream." Phil replied. Tommy instantly felt bad for interrupting, since he was streaming, their conversation had to come to an end.
"Oh- sorry! I'll leave you to it, then." Tommy sucked his teeth. He moved to leave the call, hesitating as he waited for an objection. As nobody spoke, he clicked the red button.
Later, he joined a call with Tubbo.
"Hey, Tubs." He greeted, a smile on his face as he watched his friends character.
"Oh, hey Tommy! Whatcha doin'?" Tubbo asked, crouching at Tommy. The other boy crouched back, chuckling quietly.
"Oh, just chillin' on stream. What have you been up to, big man?" Tommy asked, looking around at Tubbo's build. It was a big house, unfinished.
"I've just been building some houses, as you can see. Wanna help?" Tubbo asked. Tommy agreed and the two spent about 10 minutes joking and building. At some point Tommy's loud voice must have gotten tiring, as Tubbo said this. "Fuck- Tommy, can you tone it down? Your so loud."
Tommy left the call.
He sighed as he joined a VC by himself. He continued playing and talking to chat for another hour before ending stream, opening Twitter immediately after.
Tommy scrolled through the never-ending rabbit holes that twitter offered him. One post caught his eye, it was a clip of one of Wilburs past streams. He was playing gartic phone with Phil and Niki. Tommy clicked on the video, shuffling in his seat.
"Thank God, Tommy's not online.. finally some relaxation for the adults. More time to be real gamers, yeah?" Phil had said. Wilbur and Niki laughed, Wilbur mumbling an agreement. Tommy's stomach dropped out of his body as he tensed. His lips twitched into a deep frown as he clicked out of the tweet. He looked through the replies, finding another clip.
"Tommy hasn't been online much recently, has he?" Jack had said.
"Yeah, its been oddly quiet. I was wondering why i could actually relax and focus." Wilbur laughed. Jack chuckled a bit, not bothering to reply. Tommy bit down on his lip, finding one last clip.
"God, the child is so annoying with his dumb jokes. Like, C'mon Tommy, everyone knows you'll never get a real girlfriend." Wilbur joked. The chat spurred, agreements and LULWs flooding it.
Tommy shrunk back into his seat. Sure, it hurt when others were upset at him, but this was Wilbur. His Wilbur. Tommy choked back a sob as he closed out Twitter. He opened discord, he needed to talk to someone. Anyone. He hated the silence, all he could hear was Wilburs words on loop. He needed to hear something else, he needed to hear wilbur say something else.
He hesitantly opened Wilburs chat, his mouse hovering over the call button. He inhaled sharply before pressing it.
brrr.. brrr.. br-
"Hello? Tommy?" Wilbur spoke as he answered the call. He turned on his camera, his face relaxed and happy. Tommy slowly clicked the camera button, revealing him with his knees tucked to his chin with red-rimmed eyes. His nose was noticeably pink and drippy. He watched as Wilburs face fell. "Tommy? Whats wrong..?"
"Im- Im fine, Wil." Tommy lied, wiping his nose against his jeans. He grimaced at the texture. Wilbur frowned, straightening his posture as he sighed.
"Your not 'fine' Toms. Tell me whats wrong.. please?" Wilbur leaned forward, his eyes soft and pleading. Tommy broke, the tears finally spilling as he started to shake. Wilbur instantly froze, his breath hitching. "Oh, Tom.. i know, its alright. Just try and breathe, okay? Focus on me." Wilbur said, his breathing more pronounced as Tommy sobbed harshly.
"I'm so- sorry, Wilby.. I'm so fuckin' sorry." Tommy whimpered, he buried his head in his knees as he shrunk. Wilbur shattered, his expression like a hurt puppy. He shook his head.
"Why are you apologizing? You haven't done anything, Toms" Wilbur assured, his shoulders tense as he bounced his leg. Tommy peeked up from his knees, his eyes watery and bloodshot.
"I have- Im a-always so fucking loud and- and I'm annoying and people always try to tell me to shut up and I just ignore it and Im just-"
"Tommy. Breathe, alright? I promise you, you are not annoying. Not in any way, in any universe. Your funny, maybe a bit loud, and so fucking sweet. Even if you are a tad loud, it makes you you. I love you just the way you are, I love your booming voice and your amazing sense of humor, i love you, sunshine." Wilbur spoke. His voice was soft and caring, meaningful. Tommy flushed at the nickname, his heart swelling as the tears slowly came to an end. He let out a whine, looking up at wilbur. The man stared at his screen with nothing but love and concern.
"I love you too, Wilby. Your my best friend.. my brother, even. Thank you for this.. it means alot, seriously." Tommy smiled fondly, relaxing in his chair. The words had filled the boy with warmth and joy, replacing the sadness that once consumed him.
"Of course, darling. Your the best little brother i could ask for, Toms. Hey, how about this.. you come over tomorrow." Wilbur gave an hopeful look, biting his lip. Tommy smiled widely, nodding furiously.
"Yes! Yes, please! Mum and dad will say yes, they adore you." Tommy replied, his stomach flipping. Wilbur smiled, leaning back in his chair as he chuckled at the others eagerness.
The boys spoke for hours that night, only stopping when Tommy was seconds away from passing out. Wilbur had a certain affect on Tommy, whenever he was down, he could brighten the boys mood with just a smile. Wilbur meant the world to Tommy, and Tommy meant the world to Wilbur. In every universe, its always been them.