Tommyinit Oneshots

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Something you should know about Tommy is that he didn't trust to easily. Ever since his exile he had tried his best to keep away from others in the fear that they would too hurt him.

Which is why he was sitting alone in the dark dark cave of a room. His body shaking and his breaths letting puffs of fog out as he breathed. Though the motions of breathing he had realized he couldn't properly breathe and for a moment he started to panic.

He was back there...

"This is what happens when you hide things from your friend Tommy!"

The feeling of ice cold water surrounding his head as he was pushed underwater, his silent screams never reaching anywhere even if he made noise.

"This is what happens when your selfish Tommy!"

The voice of dream slowly grew, Tommy's hands making their way to the bandages around his neck, quickly tearing them off in a panic.

It reminds him to much of his friend, Dream.

Dream.

Dream dream

Dream dream
Dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream Dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream dream-

"What the hell?"

Tommy sunk further into himself, hiding his face with his arms and legs. Not again.

"Wh- Tommy?" That voice- was it dream? Did he find him? No no nononononono

"Hey hey, Tommy snap out of it..." A rough hand slightly clasped his shoulder and he froze. His shaking never stopping, his breathing stopping as his heart raced.

The owner of the hand seemed to realized his panic and pulled it back.

"Tommy It's ok, I'm not gunna hurt you." That voice, it was too soft.

He didn't deserve soft. Dream said he didn't. Tubbo said he was too selfish. Dream said selfish people like him had to suffer.

This didn't sound like Dream though.

Tommy slowly peaked from behind his arms, seeing a dark figure. His heart rate increases tenfold not being able to see though blurred eyes oozing tears and the darkness of the cold cavern he called home.

"I-I'm sorry, I'm sorry for running I'm sorry I left you I'm sorry I'm sorry please don't hurt me- we're friends right, Dream?" He muttered out just loud enough to make the other person flinch at his words.

"No no, Tommy it's ok, I'm not dream. It's me, technoblade... you recognize me yeah?" Tommy hid back into himself shaking his head as he continued to mutter sorry over and over, begging for mercy from his torment- friend.

Dream was his friend.

Friend. Yeah.

He didn't leave Tommy, he visited almost every day. He saved him from jumping into lava he cared!

"Tommy, ima light this torch ok?" The voice of techno- dream. This was dream.

Dream lit a torch and the room became brighter, Tommy feeling his eyes hurt at the contrast of complete darkness.

"Tommy look at me. Do I look like Dream to you?"

Tommy didn't trust easily...

But maybe just this once it wasn't a lie... just this once...

He looked up...

"Dream?"

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