Value and Change || TOMMYINNIT

twenty six

"You wanna be a hero, Tommy? Then DIE LIKE ONE!"

...

All around you, was loss and despair.

L'manburg had blown into pieces.. Wilbur was announced dead, by his own father Phil.. Technoblade had ran off, after setting off two Withers..

You walked, looking at all of the destruction, tears in your eyes.. It was all too much to handle.

Right next to you, holding your hand, was a distraught Tommy. He looked beaten up, but wore the same expression on your face. Only with more hints of confusion and anger..

You turn to him, and slide your hand away from his, to cup his cheek. He turns to you at this, letting you see the tears in his own eyes.

He couldn't say a word, holding your hand on his cheek as he began to sob. You immediately pulled him close to you, holding him tightly and securely.

Tommy clung onto you, sobbing into your shoulder. You could only wrap your arms around him, not saying a word as you rested your head on top of his.

Tommy tried to speak his mind, exclaim his panicked and confused thoughts, but you shushed him before he could finish.

".. Just let it out, Tommy.. Don't try to form it into words yet.."

His sobs halted at your words, but soon continued, taking your advice. His arms wrapped around your chest, clutching your shirt tightly.

You didn't care, though. You didn't care that your shirt was getting wet. You didn't care if Tommy's grip was slightly painful. All you cared about, was comforting the poor boy.

The sounds of wings flapping nearby you both made you pause, looking up. Your eyes widen, seeing an unfamiliar man with wings fly down to where you and Tommy stood.

He looked at you, then to Tommy, in concern.

"Tommy..?"

Tommy stops sobbing at the voice, and he turns around, still holding onto you.

His eyes go wide at the sight of the person.

".. Phil..?"

Phil put his arms out for a hug, and Tommy didn't hesitate to rush to him. Crying even more, Phil looked sympathetic as he held Tommy.

"Aw, mate.. Don't cry, Tommy, I gotcha.."

Phil raises his head to look at you, standing there in slight confusion.

".. Are you (Y/N)?"

"Huh?- I-.. Yes, that's me.."

Phil smiles warmly.

"Wilbur wrote to me about you a lot. I'm Phil.. Wilbur and Tommy's father."

Your eyes widen at this. Father? Wait, but that means-

"Wilbur and Tommy are brothers?!"