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Wilbur stared at his phone, watching the minutes tick by
6:03
48 hours had passes, and the police still hadn’t taken Tommy’s case
When Wilbur and Jack called the police yesterday, they had told the two to wait just a bit longer, claimed he had probably gone to a part and hooked up with someone, some shitty excuse that was
Wilbur knew Tommy. He knew him like a brother
and Brother’s don’t miss Weekend movie nights. They don’t disappear minutes before they’re supposed to run into each other’s arms and have a Cuddle session
Brother’s don’t do that
Tommy doesn’t do that
and it’s hard to explain to the police or Jack that Tommy would never miss Cuddle sessions or a forehead kiss. Those moments belonged to the brothers, no one else
It just wasn’t like Tommy to get up and leave
So Wilbur is left pacing in his bedroom, constantly checking the time and seeing if Tommy has read his messages
but there’s nothing
at 6:08 a call comes through on Wilbur’s phone
but it’s not Tommy
Wilbur picks it up anyways, holding his phone next to his ear
“Any word?” Ranboo asks from the other side
“No” Wilbur replies, “Hasn’t even seen my texts, You?”
“Neither me or Jack have heard anything” Ranboo replies, “If Tommy’s gonna turn up, Wil, you’re gonna be the first to know”
The word “If” Stings Wilbur
“What do you mean?” Wilbur asks
“You’re the closest to Tom, Wil. He see’s you like a brother. If- When he comes back, he’s gonna come to you”
“When” Wilbur echos
“Ya, When” Ranboo repeats, “I’ll call Phil and ask if he’s heard anything. Keep in touch. Let us know asap”
“Got it” Wilbur says, the phone going silent
Wilbur tries to call Tommy again, but the same thing happens that did the first 11 times, straight to voicemail
“FUCK” Wilbur screams, tears forming in his eyes
Where the hell was Tommy?
Where was his Sunshine?
Where was his Brother?
He clicks on the Find My app, seeing if Tommy’s location has changed at all
“Updated at 6:03 Tuesday” Shines back at him
Wilbur checks everywhere for what feels like the millionth time. He checks Twitch, he checks the server, he checks all his Social Media platforms, he even hops in his old truck and drives over to Tom’s apartment again, doing another search through every room.
but nothing had changed since Tuesday
not
one
damn
thing
So Wilbur drives back to his own flat, sitting in the driveway as he bangs his head against the steering while over and over again. He screams, the noise echoing around him before he gets out of his car and sulks back inside
Wilbur notices a change when we walks inside. It’s quiet, but there’s something in the air. Wilbur doesn’t quite know what it is
“It’s nothing” The brunette tells himself, “Just you banging your head too many times”
He drags his feet down the hallway, running his fingers through his hair
He see’s his bedroom door cracked open
That’s weird. Wilbur swore he shut all his door’s before he left. He always closes his doors.
He shuffles quickly to the door, pushing it open just a bit more
He gasps when he see’s a small figure tucked under his sheets, his blonde curls barely peeking out
“Tommy?” Wilbur whispers
The blonde’s eyes flutter open, “Hi, Wilby”
The older runs to his bed, pulling the blonde up and wrapping his arms firmly around him, tears pricking his eyes
“Where the hell have you been?” Wilbur cries
“Just trying to survive” Tommy responds
“Toms, we’ve been worried sick about you. You can’t just disappear.”
“m’sorry” Tommy mumbles, “I don’t know what got into me”
Wilbur pulls away, looking into Tommy’s eyes
“Darling” he cries, cupping the blondes face and running a finger along a fresh scar. “What’s been going on?”
“The street’s don’t treat you well” Tommy mumbles
“Why’d you leave?”
“I, um, well I was heading over for movie night, but something stopped me” Tommy mumbles, “And suddenly, I don’t know, I felt like and idiot and like nobody wanted me and you were only having me over because I was clingy and needy so I kind just left. Wandered around. Spent the night at some shitty hotel and I was gonna do that for a while. Until I figured what else I could do, but this- this image of showed up in my mind. It was of you and you were just crying and screaming my name and I- I couldn’t bare to think of you like that. I didn’t want to do that to you so I came back”
“And I’m so glad you did, Love” Wilbur cries, pulling Tommy back into his chest, “I love you so much. Don’t you ever hesitate to run into my arms.”
“but why do you care about me?” Tommy mumbles
“Because you’re my brother, Tommy” Wilbur confesses
Tommy pulls away, looking into the brunettes eyes, “What?”
“You’re my brother” Wilbur repeats, “My ball of Sunshine”
“Really?” Tommy grins, “You think I’m you’re brother?”
“Of course!” Wilbur beams, “but don’t you go around calling me brother or I will cry”
“Fine you prick” Tommy grumbles, pulling Wilbur back in for a hug and nuzzling his nose into his neck
“Shit” Wilbur says, “I gotta tell Ranboo”
Tommy goes white, “Actually could you wait to?”
“Why?” Wilbur asks
“I- uh- I’m not to sure I want a ton of people stampeding me and asking why I suddenly just left. You’re the only one I really trust to tell that shit to” Tommy grumbles, pulling back and looking at his crossed legs
“You sure, Sunshine?” Wilbur whispers, “They’ve been really worried about you. We all have.”
“Just wait a bit. I just wanna spend some time with you” Tommy confesses
“Okay” Wilbur agrees, pulling his brother in for another hug
The brunette holds the blonde close, using one hand to support his back while the other runs through the blonde curls
Tommy slowly goes limp, the touch soothing his racing mind
Wilbur pulls Tommy closer as he shifts to rest on the headboard of his bed, laying Tommy onto his chest
Wilbur runs his fingers through the delicate blonde curls while pressing soft kisses in a ring around Tommy’s head, the warmth soothing Tommy to an extent he didn’t know was possible
Tommy didn’t know it was possible to feel this way
to feel like
like
like he belongs
but it’s a feeling he likes
so he’ll stay in Wilbur's arms as long as possible
as long as it takes to remember this feeling
for it to sink in and remind Tommy just how loved he is