Witness [DSMP Reader Insert]

Chapter 10: Found

TW: Panic/anxiety attack (?), mentions of blood

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"Tommy, stop! Be careful!" [Y/n] yelped out of panic as Tommy was holding the pan filled with batter outstretched from him. He is attempting to air-flip a pancake.

"Calm down, [N/n], " his voice echoes throughout the kitchen, "I got this! They don't call me the flipping champion for nothing!" Oh, this is going to be so cool!

He went for it, lifting the pan at a brisk velocity and the hotcake batter was in the air, heading straight up towards the ceiling and then abruptly splat on it. It then plummets to the kitchen tiles with the uncooked batter spreading around along with some dripping down. Shit.

[Y/n] sighs, "Champion, huh?"

The blondette burst out laughing, placing himself onto his knees and hands on the tiled floor before collasping onto his side as he switches to huge amounts of concerning wheezing.

"That was an epic fail, " he coughs through his laughter as he brings himself back on his feet.

"Tommy, when I wanted your help in making breakfast, I didn't mean making a mess." they huffed.

"Im sorry, geez, " Tommy sticks his tongue out playfully, "It wasn't that bad anyways."

"This isn't your house, " [Y/n] groans as they finished up the rest of the batter into the pan before grabbing a towel and washing the mess.

"Ive done worst like burning down a house, " the tall blond rolls his eyes, "Its what gotten me exiled so this does nothing to me." he smirks.

-ring-

"Exactly, control yourself sometimes." they throw the dirty towel into the basket of dirty clothing.

"You got your arm twisted or what? You're such a mom/dad right now."

"I might as well since you obviously don't have any discipline." they flipped the pancake onto it's other side.

"I got some discipline, " he puffs his cheeks as he crossed his arms.

"Tommy, I understand that I told you you're free to vent about your whole situation since the ringing shouldn't bother you as much but that doesn't mean you should just swipe your faults under the rug."

"I don't have any faults, come on. What are you talking about? I'm funny, handsome, and discipline." he added as a slight joke. I know I can be annoying at first but I say I'm decent at the very least.

"Is attempting a pancake flip out of nowhere and then failing discipline? Is burning down a house that then got you where you are discipline?"

"I got to meet you." At least they're not denying the fact I'm funny and handsome.

"Tommy, " they towed his name as they place the last pancake onto the rest of the stack and grabs the plate. Their eyes were a deep blue now. Even the third, creepy eye seemed a little upset. "You were covered in mud and dirt while looking relatively malnourished and your clothes were all raggedy when I first saw you." Oh...

"Ok, when you put it that way, " Tommy clapped his hands, breathing in deeply through his teeth.

"Listen please?" they set the pancakes onto the table and took a seat, "You're a teenager and you're still learning about the world. Technically we all are but you only have over a decade of experience."

"Right, " Tommy joins them.

"And this is just so you don't get yourself in a horrible situation like this again, please control your impulses or at least take some responsibility, ok? It's for your sake."