Mcyt Oneshots (Abandoned, New Book On My Page ♥︎)

💔Loss☁️

That image is fucking cute :)

Tommy Techno healthy relationship pog

Takes place during Tommy's exile.

TW: Mild gore, crying, Dream being a piece of shit. (Tell me if I missed any.)

This has not been proofread :(

THIS IS PLATONIC

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"N-no, Dream..Please.."

"You need to learn your lesson Tommy, now hold still."

"W-wait, N-no!-" Tommy screamed, it hurt. It hurt so fucking bad. He wailed and cried, begging for him to stop.

He didn't.

His back was on fire, the pain being absolutely horrifying.

Dream finished a few minutes later, dropping Tommy to the ground and going to get some bandages

After crudely patching him up, Dream roughly picked Tommy up and dropped him in the makeshift bed. "I hope this will help you remember to follow the rules, Tommy." That was the last thing the boy heard before passing out.

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That incident had been a little over a week ago, and Tommy still had dreams about the excruciating pain and horrific sounds. He had ran away and built an area under Techno's base, occasionally stealing things from him. He was wrapped in Wilbur's old trench coat, crudely wrapped in bloody bandages to stop the bleeding. Hus back and neck constantly felt on fire, and he was cold and alone in a dark, dirty hole. He was currently asleep, reliving the traumatic experience in his dreams.

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Techno went into his storage room, sighing as he saw that once again, someone had taken a few of his things. He was about to go back out, when he heard what sounded like someone speaking. This obvious was worrying, so he spun around and scanned the room, finding nothing. The man took out his sword, going towards the sound. It lead to a cracked piece of the floor. It looked like it could be lifted up. He used his sword to lift the tile, his concern rising when he saw a ladder leading to a pitch black hole. Techno swallowed his fear, climbing down and looking around.

There were many chests, a log with a bell, some yellow concrete, and a bed with-oh. The pinkette carefully walked over to the bed, looking at the shaking, bloody boy. Even though Techno should have killed him, he couldn't help but feel bad. The poor boys wings must be-

That's when he noticed.

What

The

Fuck.

Techno gasped quietly, the blonde immediately stirring, looking up at the older with a horrified stare. Techno stared back. The pinkette took a breath, extending a hand to the boy. "You've gotta get that back patched up, it's gonna get infected." The man mumbled, looking to the side. The blonde looked between the hand and Techno's face, before shakily grabbing the other's hand. He tried to stand, only to fall forward until he reached the older's chest, grabbing onto the man's shirt for support. Techno just chuckled, effortlessly picking the boy up, walking to the ladder and climbing up.

He reached the top, walking over to the other ladder and climbing into the main room. Techno sat the boy down on the couch, going over to his chest to get healing supplies. "So, Theseus..." Techno began, taking out a potion and putting it on the table next to him. "Why exactly are you here?" Tommy just gulped, looking down. "M-me and Dream had a fight, and-and I decided Logstedshire wasn't safe a-anymore." Tommy silently cursed his stutter, raising his head when Techno sat down next to him. "Take off the jacket and turn so your back faces me." The pinkette commanded, strangely getting no resistance, Tommy shrugging off the coat and turning.

Techno removed the bloody bandages, wincing at the horrifying sight. Tommy's back was covered in blood, multiple large cuts going down the boy's back. A bit below his shoulder blades, there were two small, feathery, blood covered wings that had huge gashes, chunks missing near the end. It looked like someone was trying to cut them off. Techno gagged slightly. He had seen gore like this, but seeing it on someone he thought of as a brother was extremely horrific. The man took a deep breath. "This is going to hurt, but I'm going to have to preen you slightly to prevent infection." Tommy nodded, grabbing the sleeve of Wil's coat and biting down. Techno carefully started removing the damages feather, Tommy's muffled wails of pain filling the room. "I know, just a few more.." Techno removed a feather close to a gash, hearing the boy sob and drop the sleeve. "Alright, I'm gonna start with the antibiotic cream, drink this." Techno handed Tommy a bottle full of pink liquid, the boy pulling the cork out and starting to take small sips. The blonde hissed as Techno dabbed on the cream, leaning away from it. "Hold still, Tommy." Techno wrapped his legs around the boy, pulling him closer and continuing. Tommy winced loudly, immediately covering his mouth and looking down. "It's fine to express pain, Tommy. I know it hurts." The pinkette continued, Tommy quietly wincing at every touch. "I know, Tommy. It's okay, I'm almost done with this part. Just drink." The boy took another sip, sighing quietly at the numbing effect.

"Alright, I'm gonna wrap you up and then we're done. Fold your wings to your back." Tommy nodded, wincing as he moved the sensitive limbs into place. Techno started wrapping them, the bandages holding the wings to Tommy's back. "Alright, your all done." Tommy nodded, putting back on the coat and sighing in relief as the regen slowly numbed his back. Techno grabbed him, pulling the boy so he leaned against the pinkette before wrapping an arm around the blonde, closing his eyes. "Go to sleep, Tommy." The boy's eyes slowly closed, his body going limp as he fell into a dream. Techno sighed, pulling our his communicator as the blonde cuddled into his chest.

"Hey, Phil."

"We've got an issue."