A Nightmare Or A Dream? (DSMP Fanfiction)

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Soulmates?

POV: Tommy

When I wake up, everyone's just hanging out around the house and Michael is asleep on Ranboo's lap. Sam stayed in the same position for a long time to let me sleep, he's way nicer than he should be.

I remove my head from Sam's shoulder and stretch. I look out the window and see that the sun is close to setting, great I wasted most of the day asleep. It did feel good though, I don't usually get enough sleep.

"Good evening, sleepyhead!" Sam says in his usual cheerful voice. I look over at him, he's slightly shorter than me when we're sitting so he's just smiling up at me.

Sam's smile is different than everyone else's. It looks like he's been through things that still make him sad sometimes but he still smiles. It doesn't look forced but I can see some residual pain behind his eyes that's always been there.

"Good evening, clothing stealer," I reply, smiling as well.

"Hey, Phil gave me these. It's your fault that you're just slightly bigger than me so the clothes don't fit me," Sam replies with fake sass.

We both get up, and walk into the kitchen where Phil is making some food. "Good evening, boys," Phil says, not looking up from his cooking.

"We're big men!" I shout quietly.

"Yeah! Big and tough!" Sam says. He rolls up his sleeve and flexes non-existent muscles, "that kind of backfired."

I start to laugh at his humor and soon Sam joins me. Phil just smiles and shakes his head. Our laughing dies down after a little while and then Will comes into the kitchen.

He messes up my hair while walking by and I swat his arm away, "Don't mess with my hair, bitch!" I shout jokingly. Will just laughs and so does Sam.

Phil finishes the cooking and hands the three of us some food, walking the rest into the living room for Tubbo and Ranboo, maybe Michael if he's awake.

Sam finishes his food first and says, "I'm going to go fly for a bit. I've spent way too much time cooped up recently." We say bye and Sam walks out of the house.

I continue to look in the direction where he disappeared from my view.

"So...you and Sam?" Will asks me.

"What? No!" I shout, glaring at Will, "I don't like him like that, that's gross!"

"You don't need to date him to like him. You can be friends," Will says. He seems to be enjoying grossing me out. I would never want to date Sam, he's like the best friend I've ever had, no offense Tubbo.

"But I like him more than a friend..." I sigh, "I don't know, this is confusing."

"There is this thing, Toms, called a 'Platonic Soulmate'. It's where you're more than friends but not lovers. It's actually quite common," Will explains to me.

That makes sense. I like Sam more than a normal friend, he's kind of like my brother but different. I also don't like him in a romantic way like Tubbo and Ranboo like each other.

"I think that's right," I say, quietly. I don't love admitting that Will is right but he's a smart man...sometimes.

"Look at the little Tommy, finding his soulmate," Will says as if he's talking to a baby. He ruffles my hair again and mocks how I'm shorter than him. I just give Will a death glare. He just laughs and walks back out into the living room.

~Here you go, Tommy's side of the dynamic. I still need a name for their duo so if you have any good ideas, comment them plz! Anyways, I love you/p and don't forget to take care of yourself! <3~