Wilbur POV
It had been almost two weeks since Tommy's birthday and it still hadn't been fixed. In fact we hardly saw Tommy at all. It was only when he left and came home that I caught sight of him. And even then I often missed him.
It hurt more than anything. And it was all my fault. He distanced himself from everyone, even Tubbo. It was killing me. How could I lose my little brother like that?
Techno and I were watching a movie, but I was hardly paying attention. Before I knew it I found myself leaning into Techno. I froze, feeling his stiffen. I knew he was not a big fan of physical affection, except on very rare occasions.
Please don't push me off, I prayed. I could only hope this was one of those rare occasions. To my surprise Techno relaxed and swung his arm around me.
"You alright?" he asked softly.
I sighed, "No."
He gave me a small smile, "Me neither."
I just wished we could take it back. Why couldn't I have just remembered? I closed my eyes for a moment. "How are we going to get him back Techno?"
Techno's voice shook a little. "I don't know Wil." he paused. "We really messed up. To be honest I don't know if it can be fixed."
"Can't be fixed?" I whispered, tears came to my eyes just thinking about it. Was there really nothing they could do? Techno pulled me into a hug, sharing a few tears himself. "I-I don't want to lose him... I don't want him to hate me."
I could tell Techno was unsure what to say. He didn't want to give me false hope, but he didn't want me to lose hope either. Instead of saying anything, he simply hugged me tighter.
That night I pondered what I could do. There must be something. I knew I couldn't survive this much longer. I laid in my bed, crying quietly. Suddenly I heard a door slam and I heard loud footsteps coming down the hall. They opened a door and slid inside a room. Tommy's room.
I slowly crept out of my room, hanging near his door. I could swear I heard muffled sobs. Is he okay? I wanted nothing more than to run in there and tell him everything was alright. But I didn't. Instead I decided to take an indirect approach.
I carefully grabbed my guitar, tiptoeing just outside the door. If I couldn't talk to him, at least I could sing to him. I softly began to strum the guitar, singing the song I knew he loved the most. My first piece.
Saline Solution.
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Tommy POV
These last few days had sucked. Everything sucked. I barely spoke to anyone, hoping it would make myself feel better. Somehow it made me feel worse. No Tubbo. No Techno or Phil. But what killed me the most was no Wilbur.
Wilbur and I were close, we always had been. But now I couldn't bring myself to speak to him. When I arrived home I wanted nothing more than to sob in his arms, crying about the awful day I had been having. One thought always prevented me.
If he can't remember my birthday, does he even love me? Deep down I knew he did, but my brain didn't seem to agree.
Suddenly I heard something. Music. I turned towards the sound, a smile finding its way to my face. I immediately knew it was Wilbur. I slowly crawled towards the door, wishing to be closer. I leaned my head against the door, smiling. I closed my eyes, embodying the sweet sound. I wish it would last forever.
My eyes began to close, but right before sleep took over I swear I heard something. I thought I heard Wilbur whisper something, but it could have just been my imagination.
The next day went by as usual and to be honest I still didn't feel happy. I couldn't deny it, I missed them. I missed Wilbur. Schlatt picked me up, like he usual did and I sat in the passenger seat. Usually we would smile and joke, but I couldn't. Not today.
"You alright kid?" Schlatt glanced at me before looking back at the road ahead of him.
"Yeah, I'm okay." I shrug, trying to pass it off as nothing.
Sadly nothing gets by Schlatt. "You miss them, don't you?"
I knew I shouldn't. I had every right to still be angry with them. But I was more so afraid... I didn't think I could go through something like this again and still be okay. I bit my tongue, not really wanting to admit it.
"Look, I'm not going to stop you from forgiving them, but I wouldn't." Schlatt shook his head.
"Why not?" I perked up.
"Tommy they forgot you're birthday!"
"They apologized though, and they did try to make it better." I disagreed.
He sighed, "Fine forgive them. But the next time they do something like this again, I'm going to kill them."
I couldn't help but laugh. "I appreciate you for being so protective, but everyone makes mistakes."
He muttered something under his breath, but I couldn't catch it.
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Wilbur POV
I swung my chair around to the sound of my door creaking open. Blonde hair peeked out from it before Tommy walked into my room. I raised an eyebrow but waited until he spoke.
Tommy leaned on the wall, seeming unsure what to say. "Thanks." he muttered.
"For what?" I asked, confused at what he could possibly be thanking for.
"Singing last night." he met my eyes sadly.
"I wanted to comfort you... but I didn't want to overstep." I admitted. I study him for a moment, hoping we could be close again. "I'm so sorry we forgot Toms. It wasn't fair to you."
Before I could even blink Tommy ran in my arms. I stiffen, surprised by the sudden affection, but eventually relax again.
"Will you forgive us?"
"I already have." he gave me a small smile, hugging me tighter.
"Thank you Toms. I've missed you so much."
I never thought I could miss someone so much in my life. And now that he had forgiven us, I would never miss a birthday ever again.
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