A/N: Please use They/Them :)
I also will be doing a fluff chapter tomorrow!
I do not ship Tubbo x Tommy.
TW: slight cursing, panic attack.
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Author POV:
Techno had just applied for a job, but sadly in NYC. He didn't want to tell Tommy this because he knew Tommy had abandonment issues. Then he got an email today that he got accepted, now he just had to break the news to his family.
Techno POV:
At dinner when we were all finished I spoke up.
"I applied for a job and got accepted."
Phil: "that's great techno! Where at?"
I stayed silent.
"In NYC."
Tommy dropped his fork and got up, the slamming his fists on the table.
Tommy: "Techno you promised you wouldn't leave me!"
Wilbur: "be quiet Tommy. You just have to accept it."
Tommy had tears streaming down his cheeks.
Tommy: "Why DONT you be quiet Wilbur. Your the one who influenced me to smoke!"
Wilbur: "No, it was your own bad decisions, not me."
Tommy just stormed into his room, crying.
Tommy POV:
I locked the door to my room. I was laying on the floor.
"Nobody likes me in this family. Not even Phil."
My room was on the first floor, so I jumped out the window. It was raining so he put my jacket on, running as fast as I could to the nearest park. I texted Tubbo to meet me there.
Tubbo showed up 15 minutes later.
Tubbo: "Tommy? What's wrong?!"
He hugged me.
"Techno-"
I couldn't breathe. Thoughts started filling my head. My vision went blurry, then black. I don't remember what happened.
Tubbo POV:
Tommy passed out in front of me. I picked him up and ran to his house then repeatedly rang the doorbell. A few seconds later Phil opened the door and went wide-eyed.
"H-He passed out."
Phil: "thank you for bringing him home Tubbo."
"No problem Mr. Minecraft."
Phil: " Call me Phil."
I handed Tommy over and left back to my house.
Phil POV:
"Your brother passed out at the park with Tubbo."
Wilbur: "psh- dumbass."
"Wilbur Soot, go to your room."
Wilbur: I'm 24! That's not fair!"
"And I'm your father and your in MY house."
Wilbur: "fine, whatever."
"Techno, could you bring your brother to his room please."
Techno: "sure."
I handed him Tommy and went to brew some tea.
Techmoblade POV:
I unlocked the door using a hair pin, cliche I guess. And opened the door. There were wet tear stains on the carpet and a half filled overnight bag draped over by the window.
So he tried to run away?
I set Tommy on his bed and tucked him in, taking his hoodie off and covering him up with the comforter.
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Ah, more angst.
Word count: 466
