• summary • in which (y/n) takes tommy to the original meet up. he ends up regretting taking (y/n).
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• warnings • strong language, slight alteration of what really happened
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"can i please change the song?" tommy whined from his place in the passenger seat.
"no." i deadpan, keeping my eyes on the road. "i agreed to drive you all the way to brighton to meet some people that i don't even know. i'm keeping my music on." he groans from the passenger seat, hitting his head against the headrest.
the next hour of the ride was fairly quiet. until we passed the sign saying "welcome to brighton". then tommy was giggling, typing furiously on his phone. i smile softly at his excitement, pulling into a parking space at the beech.
"are they-" before i could even finish my question, tommy was out of the car, running to the shore. i sigh, quickly taking after him and locking the car as i'm running towards him. it didn't take long before i caught up with him. to which point he had slowed down.
"is that them?" i ask, pointing ahead of us. tommy yells an affirmative, running up to the tallest one and tackling him in a hug. i walk up to the group, one turning to me.
"hi, i'm phil," he holds out his hand. i smile, taking it and shaking. beside him his wife smiles and introduces herself.
"(y/n), tommy's sibling." phil smiles before tommy tackles him in a hug. i turn to the taller one.
"wilbur," he holds out his hand flat. i put my hand in his, only for him to bring it up and kiss my knuckles. "pleasure meeting you."
"wilbur if you're flirting with my sibling we're leaving." tommy deadpans. i laugh, putting my head down as i feel my face get hot with a blush.
"(y/n). it's a bigger pleasure meeting you." wilbur just smiles from his spot. tommy audibly groans and fake gags from his spot. "tommy talks about you a lot, it's nice to finally meet you."
"i could say the same for you. tommy really looks up to you," wilbur says.
"i absolutely don't!" tommy calls back at us. i let out a breathless laugh as we set off down the shoreline. we walked down this way for a while until phil noted some arcade not too far from where we were.
in all honesty the question as to if we should go or not wasn't even a question with tommy instantly running in the direction of the town. wilbur shares a knowing look with me before taking off after my brother. i smile softly before speeding up after them.
