SBI oneshots [wilbur centric]

Family Arguments - Wilbur & Tommy

TW ⚠️
- mentions of past abuse
- anxiety
- panic attack

Techno and Will were arguing, once again. Phil didn't even know what the boys were arguing about. The argument had turned more into a "who could come up with the worst insults" kind of argument, completely straying on whatever happened before.

"Oh look! I'm Technoblade, bLoOd fOr tHe bLoOd- LIKE SHUT THE FUCK UP MAN." Will yelled, smashing his fist on the table, glaring into his brothers soulless pupils. "Oh look! I'm Wilbur Soot! I make songs about love! Please. You've never had a girlfriend in your life." Techno growled, a mischievous grin plastering over his face, folding his arms whilst looking at the horrified stare he received from his younger brother.

"Boys..." Phil mumbled, putting his hands between them in order to break them up, just to receive them being shoved back to his chest by both Will and Techno. "You know what. Fuck you man. Fuck you." Will started. "You've done nothing to me except make my life a living hell, fuck you."
"Oh, so I'm the problem now?" Techno started, receiving a warning glance from Phil before he continued. "You know what, this family would've been **far** better off if you hadn't have been adopted." Techno was yelling at this point, not necessarily meaning what he said.

Tommy whimpered, crawling back in his seat. He had never heard Techno yell like that before. He hated to see his brothers arguing. He turned to Will, wanting to hug the boy. He was holding back tears, glaring at Techno with pure shock and terror.

Will had always been slightly anxious of Techno, he always was obsessed with him. Whether that was insulting his every move, or calculating his every emotion. He knew Techno didn't like him, but to hear him say it caused him even more pain.

Will ran, fleeing out the door of his house and running into the unknown. Tommy attempted to run after him, to help his brother, but he was held back by Phil, causing him to flinch, testable spiralling down his cheeks. Phil hugged the boy closely, reassuring him that everything was okay.

Techno hung his head low, knowing he should go after Will, however his body was heaving him back. Telling him he should just go to his room and forget about it. After all, Will would come back.... Right?

His thoughts were abruptly set to a halt when Techno burst into the room, Tommy in his arms. "Look after him. I'm going to look for Will." Phil mumbled, keeping calm for Tommy. "Phil- I- I'm so sorry I didn't mean-" "I know Techno. I know. You owe both your brothers an apology. Please just keep Tommy company." Phil smiled lightly, as Tommy curled up next to Techno, before heading outside to track Will.

Will ran. And ran. And ran. And ran. Until he couldn't anymore. Asthma. He sighed, clutching his chest in pain. He rolled onto the ground, hugging himself in an attempt to relief the pain. Tears streamed down his eyes as his vision blurred, sending him into a state of panic.

'Calm down Will, calm down Will, calm down Will.' he thought, feeling his body shaking violently. Memories of his childhood came flooding back, earning the boy more panicked sobs.

*Will stood against the wall, cornered by his alcoholic mother. She smirked, looming over the boy, her breath causing Will to gag. She hit a blow on his side using her foot, kicking him viciously as he screamed in pain. "That's right." she growled, continuing to hit him in multiple places, earning her respected sobs and whimpers. "Don't EVER disrespect me again." The boy lay a mess on the floor. His body fragile and his eyes weeping a river below him. He was stuck. He was lost. He was going to die.*

Arms suddenly locked around him, pulling him out of these thoughts. He flinched, attempting to scramble away from the touch in shock, however the grasp was firm, not letting him go. A hand pulled him close to a human, letting his head relax neatly on his chest. This calmed the boy, causing his blurred vision to refocus, his body beginning to stabilise. He glanced up, seeing Phils worried glance look upon him, smiling slightly.

"I-I- I'm" Will stuttered, unable to find the words he was attempting to express. "Shhhhh... It's okay." Phil stated.

"I'm here."