Why care..? (Tommyinnit angst)

Chapter 5

Wilbur POV:

I was dumbfounded. Why did Tommy arrive early? And so late in the evening?

"Tommy, why are you here?" i asked him.

"O-oh, i thought be a problem if I...a-arrived a bit early?" He said, his voice shaking.

It was obviously a lie. I looked closer at the boy. He had no jacket on, just his iconic T-shirt, he was pale and shaking, he had bags under his eyes and his eyes we're glassy.  I decided not to question it, for now.

"ok. Come in.".

Tommy walked in to the house, visibly relaxing at the heat it brought with. I grew concerned.

"Why didn't you have a jacket on?" I asked him.

"w-well when i left it wasn't cold, a-and i didn't think much of it before it was too late." he said.

"I have a spare room upstairs you can use, until we can get to the hotel. Though it is kinda dirty, so we problably have to clean it up." I said.

"T-thank you...". This wasn't like Tommy. He was usually loud and 'annoying', i had never seen this side of him.

Tommy's POV:

I arrived at my room. I told Wilbur i just got here a little early, even though i think he doesn't believe me one bit. But he hasn't questioned it, and im going to keep it that way.

I was so lost in thought, that i didn't really get a good look at the room. There were cobwebs in the corners of the room, The desk was dusty and the bed looked old. Even though I was only staying one night, Wilbur helped me clean the room up.

*Time skip to when they're done*

When we were done, the room looked much better. Wilbur had a big smile plastered on his face. "i should've cleaned this place up ages ago!" he said. He raised his hand to give me a high- five, but i flinched and put my hands infront of my face, waiting to feel impact.

When i didn't feel a hit, i realised what i had done. I lowered my hands, and saw a concerned looking Wilbur, staring at me. It looked like he was about to say something, when i let out a big yawn. Was it intentional, yes and no, but it bought me time.

"go to bed Tommy, you need rest." Wilbur said, in a stern, but nice tone.

"ok." i said, going in the bed, and pulling the blanket over my body. Wilbur stroked my hair gently, as i drifted off into sleep.

A/N note:

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