I was awakened by a sudden shaking.
Quickly shooting out of bed I realized Wilbur was hovering over me. Weird, I don't even remember falling asleep.
"Tommy Niki and the others just got here, come say hi!" Wilbur explained, as he pulled me out of bed and downstairs to the living room.
I sighed as I reluctantly followed him into the entryway where a tired group of familiar faces dropped their luggage.
"Tommy!" Niki yelled, as she ran over immediately pulling me into a hug.
"Hi Woman!" I smiled, putting on my persona.
I scanned the room. Ponk was by the door talking to George while Sapnap pulled Punz into the kitchen and Dream hulled a bunch of luggage in the door, Phil following him with a stack of pizza boxes.
I sighed knowing George wouldn't let me get away with skipping dinner again.
My thoughts were rudely interrupted as Wilbur started pushing me into the kitchen. "Come on child."
You know what they can't make me do shit. I mean what can they do? Ground me for not eating?
I simply flipped him off and ran to my room, locking the door.
Okay so step one done. Now what?
Fuck that was stupid. Willbur probably hates me now. Dream's probably going to kick me out and then I'll get canceled on twitter. Oh god, the Dream stans, they'll hate me. Most of my followers are Dream stans. I'll have nothing, I'll have to get a real job, at subway. I'll have to deal with Karen's and their compensation. I'll-
I was once again rudely interrupted as I felt someone wrap their arms around me. That's when I realized I couldn't see anything.
Fuck not again.
I tried to match my breathing to the person pressed against me. After what felt like hours I could finally hear their voice.
"It's ok." I tried to put a name to the voice but I couldn't think of any.
"Keep trying to match my breathing."
I did as told.
God why can't I just get ran over by a bus or something.
"Good. Can you tell me what color my shirt is?"
My vision was starting to clear up and I could just make out the white cloth.
I nodded my head. "White." I choked out.
It sounded like I was crying or something.
"George?" My vision finally cleared enough for me to make out the person. Of course it was George. He's probably the only one who would gives a shit. The rest would never do that.
"I'm right here." He pulled me closer.
Time skip again:
I woke up in my bed. I checked the time, realizing it was 4:00am. Dumb American time.
The events from only 8 hours earlier came rushing back to me. Maybe it was just a bad dream?
I looked down at my arms. Not only were the bandages there but they were wrapped a lot better then I had done them.
George wouldn't invade my privacy like that right?
Tubbo knew maybe he checked on it? Or he could have snitched. He wouldn't tho, right?
Yeah there's no way I'm going back to sleep.
I decided to go downstairs and get some water.
Of course the light had to be on.
As I got closer I could hear a few voices.
Maybe I should go back to my room. I don't really feel like engaging in any social interaction.
That's when I had a genius idea. What if I pretend to sleepwalk!
I quickly put on a dazed look and stumbled into the kitchen.
As I stumbled into the room I noticed there was a large group seated at the kitchen table centered around one of Wilbur's empty vodka bottles. The group consisting of Dream, Wilbur, Karl, Punz, Sapnap and George.
I slowly walked over to the sink and grabbed a cup.
Luckily the group was too caught up in whatever they were doing to notice.
It sounded like they were having fun so I decided to watch them a bit while sipping my water.
It's not as creepy as it sounds, I promise!
"Truth" George stated confidentiality.
"How many times have you secretly kissed Dream, since you got here?" Sapnap asked, smirking.
George turned a bright shade of pink and tried to bury his face in his hoodie while Dream weezed uncontrollably. "You're an idiot." He grumbled, kicking Sapnap's leg under the table.
"You didn't answer the question Georgie." Sapnap grinned.
"Four times." George grumbled, hiding even further in his hoodie.
What the fuck.
I jumped as I heard glass shatter and everyone's heads snapped in my direction.
It took me a few seconds to realize I dropped my cup.
"Oh my god. Tommy, are you ok?" George asked, jumping out of his chair, completely forgetting about the previous conversation.
"Um yeah sorry. I'll clean it up." I quickly answered, embarrassed I interrupted their game.
"Don't worry about it. Try to go back to sleep. We're going to the mall tomorrow so you'll want to be well rested." George said as he pushed me out of the kitchen.
I complied, going back upstairs and slipping into bed.
I sighed as I opened twitter, knowing I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep.
Looking through my timeline I noticed the stans were starting to get worried about my lack of posting despite my previous tweet about taking a break.
To be fair I had pretty much ghosted the fan base since I got grounded so I decided to give them a bit of a break.
I quickly typed out what I wanted to say, reading over it as I hit post.
'Hey guys epic stream today, get ready because this is going to be a fucking banger! B)'
I smiled as I watched the likes quickly go up.
Fucking simps.
And with that I found my eyes slowly closing, despite my previous claims.
A/N: I promise I'm not dead, I've just been reading alot of dnf!
Hi everyone! I had no motivation to write this for so long and it's finally coming back. Although while I will keep the main themes, I do want to make it less serious and more of a crack fic, so the writing style will change a bit.
I'm going to be completely honest with everyone, when I started writing this I mained Tommy and now I'm starting to drift over to Punz and dteam, wich is one of the factors to my loss of motivation.
so while Tommy will remain the main character, this change will also probably be apparent in my writing style.
Also dnf will be officially shipped in this now!
Anyways if your reading this, I love you! Please take care of your self, and I'll see you in the next update!
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