SleepyBoisInc One Shots

Please, for me.

Heyyy this story will have some mature content so this is the trigger warning for this story
TW: Eating disorder, self-harm, abuse mentioned (especially the first two)
Ages:
Tommy:17
Wilbur/Techno:21
(This story will focus primarily on the boys, I promise I will include Phil more in future stories haha)
Nobody really understood what Tommy went through besides him. His old household had been extremely toxic and manipulative. Before he left the emotional abuse had become physical. Techno knew bits and pieces of the story, but besides that Tommy kept to himself when it came to that topic. One of the main things that Techno had noticed and knew about was Tommy's struggle with eating and self-harm from his old home. He was very frequently starved and had begun to think that he didn't deserve food at all. His way to punish himself for eating was to use his razor.
Recently, Wilbur had started to notice Tommy getting more and more distant, but he chalked it up to it being because him and Techno had for the most part moved out. Until now. Wilbur and Techno were home for the night, stopping there before heading back to college. Phil wasn't home because he had been on a business trip for the past week. Tommy had spent a lot of time with his brothers but Will still picked up on some differences. Tommy had for sure lost weight. He had always been lanky, but now it was just scary. And he had retired his usual red and white baseball tee for a long sleeve green hoodie that he had borrowed from his friend Tubbo. This would've been normal, had they not lived in Florida and if it wasn't hot as hell out. About an hour before dinner Wilbur pulled Techno aside, claiming that they had to set stuff up for tonight. Techno had apparently picked up on this as well because they immediately started figuring out how to approach Tommy about what was going on.
Shit. Tommy knew that dinner was going to be a rough time for him to try to hide everything from his brothers. But now Techno was apparently making this huge feast for him to eat. God how was he supposed to do this. He pulled up to the dinner table and ate as quickly as possible, as if he was trying to prove to everyone around that he was fine, including himself. But as he got halfway through the meal he started to get full. Techno and Will seemed satisfied though as they let him go up to his room.
The blonde looked in the mirror, hating what he saw staring back at him. All he could think about was how many calories were on that plate tonight. He took out his razor and began what had become a nightly ritual. It was his own form of punishment, since its not like anyone in his family would hit him. After he finished he bandaged up his arms and slid the hoodie back over. He walked out of his room to go grab a water and walked past Techno.
"Tommy wait-" he grabbed Tommy's arm and the teen winced, obviously still in pain from earlier.
"Tom please tell me that this is not what I think it is." Techno said, more concerned than before. He had slid Tommy's sleeves up to see what hurt but just saw the white bandages, which were already being stained red. Tommy refused to even look at Techno, keeping his gaze at the floor beneath him.
At this moment Wilbur walked out of his room, having heard Techno speaking. He saw his little brother trying his best not to cry and his twin looking more distraught then ever. Techno let go of Tommy's arm and walked away, needing to leave before he said something that would make the situation worse. Tommy crumbled to the ground, feeling so beyond helpless. Wilbur walked over to Tom and hugged him, cradling the smaller one like he did when Tommy was little. Tommy merely sobbed, unable to even tell Wilbur how he was feeling.
Techno came back after a while and picked up Tommy from Wilbur's lap and carrying him into the bathroom, with Wilbur following shortly behind. Techno, against Tommy's pleads, undid his bandages and started to clean his wounds for him. Wilbur stood there, in awe that his little brother was going through this. He knew that Tommy was going through a rough time but this?
After Techno finished they all went onto the couch and cuddled close together.
"Tom, promise me you'll try to stop." Wilbur said, not getting even the slightest bit of acknowledgment from the boy.
"Please, for me." Techno spoke softly. Wilbur looked up to see Techno now crying too, lost as to how to help.
"Ok."
They didn't pressure Tommy any further, just laid together, with Tommy on Techno's lap and Techno leaning on Wilbur's shoulder. The boys had never been closer and now realized that Tommy, although a happy kid, had some demons that he needed help overcoming.