or, the reparation process of a once broken body, heart, and mind.
Five hours.
Five hours Tommy was under.
Five hours Wilbur worked tirelessly to fix his brother.
Five hours Techno sat by the door, awaiting some sort of news.
Five hours of complete silence, aside from the occasional cough that let Wilbur know Techno was still outside the door.
When Wilbur had completed the process, he was five hours, three minutes, and twenty six seconds into surgery.
He'd reset two ribs and successfully stitched up his younger brother.
When he opened the door, his hands were covered in blood, and Techno looked at him with worry.
Wilbur smiled and gave him a thumbs up- although he was exhausted, he was proud.
He motioned toward the door, letting Techno know he could enter, but before allowing him to do so, Wilbur grabbed his shoulder.
"Is there running water?" the brunette asked, and Techno shrugged.
"Maybe."
Techno walked into the dimly lit bedroom to see his baby brother laid comfortably on the bed, the blanket tucked under his arms.
He looked so peaceful as he slept, and Techno envied that.
Of course, he envied anyone who looked content when they slept- with or without medication.
He took a seat in the chair next to the bed and watched Tommy's chest rise and fall in a rhythmic pattern.
Everything about the kid was rhythmic- his walking, his speaking, hell, even his breathing.
He always seemed to be on beat with a song inside his head, and that was another reason Techno envied him.
He seemed so... upbeat.
No matter the situation.
Quiet, yes, but upbeat.
As he watched his brother, he heard noise down in the kitchen. He assumed Wilbur had got the water working, so that was a good sign.
Maybe he could take a bath later.
Gods knew he needed one.
He took his hair out of the knot at the base of his neck and ran his fingers through it.
'I remember when you used to beg me to braid my hair, kid.'
Tommy had always asked to play with his hair for hours on end, and when Techno would finally cave, he never regretted it.
It was always calming, which was something he needed.
Calm.
He looked to the door to see Wilbur standing there with now clean hands.
"Water's running." He said with a sense of pride. Techno nodded.
"Good. How long will he be out?"
He hooked a thumb toward the blonde.
Wilbur sniffed and walked closer.
"About thirty minutes. He'll be in a lot of pain when he wakes up." Wilbur stated, and Techno mentally grimaced.
"What did you have to do? Incision wise, I mean."
Without a word, Wilbur walked to the bedside and slowly pulled the blanket back.
There was a slightly bloody bandage wrapped around Tommy's chest, and Techno shivered. Wilbur pointed to halfway down his ribcage.
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silence falls || ✔️
Fanfiction// apocalypse au// three brothers. one ex-agent. one bright strategist. the last, an ambitious fighter. all three, thrown together in one dangerously infectious apocalypse. they're on the search for a safe civilization- but will they reach it? {-tec...
