tommy & tubbo oneshots

my head on your chest

Summary- Tommy wakes up in the night to Tubbo crying beside him
Words- 518

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He couldn't sleep. All of his emotions had been bottled up, and they just overflowed. So he sat there, head in his hands, his best friend sleeping peacefully right beside him.

There had been so much stress on him lately, and every small situation that caused him stress stacked on top of each other until it became too much.

Normally, in the current situation he was in, he would be at peace. Tommy was with him, and whenever he was there, he felt calm.

But this was different, maybe it was because he was sleeping, or maybe he was just so low it didn't matter anymore, but he sat there, letting tears fall, trying to be as quiet as possible, not wanting to be any trouble.

His plan failed, though. Maybe it was the occasional sniffle, or the failed silent sobs, or maybe friends just know when something is off, but Tommy woke up.

He was a bit disoriented as he woke up, but when he heard the almost-silent sobs coming from the person next to him, the cobwebs immediately cleared from his mind, and he was wide awake.

"Toby, are you okay? What's wrong?" A confused Tommy asked, having no clue as to why Tubbo was upset.

Tubbo's sobs came to a halt. He hadn't noticed Tommy had woken up, and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed to have him see him so emotional. He began wiping his tears as he muttered out a response;

"It's nothing don't worry, let's just go back to bed"

"I mean you're up in the middle of the night crying, it's obviously not nothing, bud." Tommy started with a chuckle, "Do you wanna talk about it? You probably should, because i'll be worried if you don't'"

"Honestly I don't know, there's just been a lot of pressure on me lately, and i've been stressed about so many things, it's just gotten too much. I don't know how much longer I can do all of this"

The tears came back as Tubbo confessed. He tried to wipe them away as they came, but they were stubborn.

Tommy, barely being able to make out Tubbo's face in the darkness, watched as he spoke, He could barely see them, but he knew the tears were there. As Tubbo finished speaking, he engulfed him in a hug.

Hugs were uncommon between the two boys, but this was natural. It was right.

Tubbo cried into his friends shoulder, not caring about being quiet anymore. He held onto Tommy, almost as if he were scared Tommy would let go. Tommy's grip around the smaller boy was reassuring, as if they were telling Tubbo they were there to stay.

As Tubbo's tears gradually stopped, Tommy laid back onto his pillows, and Tubbo followed, laying his head on the blonde boys chest. Tommy's arm slung across him, talking Tubbo's hand which were resting on his chest into his own.

"I'll always be here to listen, Tubs"

Tubbo was happy a weight was lifted off his chest, even if it was only for a brief amount of time.

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