Tommyinnit Oneshots (With SBI)

I'm Sorry For Everything (Tommy and Wilbur angst)

This another part of You Can Always Come to me. Someone requested it!

Wilbur POV

Wilbur sighed, closing his eyes for a moment. "Dad I'm not trying to make you mad. I just... I just want to make my teenage years count. Can't you just trust me a little?"

Phil let out a tired sigh. "I do trust you Wil... but teenagers make dumb decisions. I'm trying to save you from that."

"I know." Wilbur nodded, standing up. He looked towards the hallway that lead to their rooms. He knew Tommy hated yelling. He should probably go make sure he was okay. "I'm going to go check on Toms."

Wilbur left the room, walking towards his door. He stopped, knocking on it slowly. "Tommy?" he called, hoping the younger was okay. He grew more concerned when he didn't hear a response. "I'm coming in." he said, opening the door and entering the room.

The brunette froze when he saw Tommy wasn't in the room. Immediately he checked the bed, the closet, but found nothing. Then he turned to the window, his eyes widening. 

Tommy was gone.

Wilbur gasped, grabbing his phone out of his pocket. Maybe Tommy went to Tubbo's or Ranboo's. Wilbur could only pray he was okay.

He clicked on a contact and the phone began ringing.

"Hello? Wil?"

"Schlatt I need your help!" he exclaimed, unable to hide the panic he felt.

"What's happened?" Schlatt asked, seemingly calm.

"Tommy's gone!" 

Schlatt sighed, "I know."

"You know? Is he with you? Is he okay?" Wilbur demanded, ignoring the relief that washed over him.

"He's alright, just shaken up." he replied. He paused, "You really scared him Wil."

Wilbur ran a hand through his hair. "I know... I didn't mean to get into an argument." He knew he had screwed up. After all, he knew Tommy was very sensitive to any yelling. It made him think of his old homes.

"Why don't you come and apologize? He's still a bit on edge." 

"Alright, I'll be right over."

Wilbur ended the call, quickly grabbing his jacket and rushing downstairs. He was about to run out the door when Phil stopped him.

"Where are you headed?"

Wilbur stopped, turning towards him. "I'm going to go get Tommy."

"He wasn't in his room?" Phil's eyes widened. "Is he okay?"

"Yeah, he just ran to Schlatt's." 

Phil let out a breath, nodding. "Make sure he's okay."

"I will."

Wilbur ran out the door, jumping in his car. He couldn't drive fast enough, wanting to get to his little brother as soon as possible.

Once he reached the house he sprinted to the door, knocking loudly. Schlatt quickly opened it, leading him inside without a word. Wilbur walked into the living room, spotting Tommy curled up on the couch. Guilt pooled in his chest. He hated hurting Tommy like this. 

He sat beside the blonde, gently bringing the younger's head into his lap. He began running his fingers through his hair, humming softly.

Tommy slowly woke up, blinking his tired blue eyes at him. "Wil?"

"I'm here Toms."

Tommy bit his lip, as if he expected Wilbur to yell at him. That only made him sadder. "I'm sorry Tommy. I'm so sorry you had to listen to that argument."

Tommy sighed, looking down. "You argue all the time. It's not like it's new."

"Doesn't make it right." 

Tommy closed his eyes, letting out a sigh. "Are you going to bring me home?"

"If you want to come." Wilbur spoke softly, making it clear that it was his choice. "Or you can stay here for the night, whatever you're comfortable with."

Tommy nodded, a slight smile on his lips. "Can I stay?"

"Of course." 

Schlatt leaned on the wall, looking at them with fondness sparking in his eyes. "You can stay too Wil, just make sure you tell Phil." At Wilbur's strange look, he added, "I don't feel like getting murdered by Philza Minecraft."

The brothers chuckled. Tommy nuzzled into Wilbur, seemingly enjoying his warmth. Wilbur held him closer, pressing a gentle kiss to his temple.

"I'm so sorry for everything little brother."

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-Snowy