Wilbur's POV:
Still crying Tommy nodded and Ranboo stood up to let him out the booth. I stood there and held my hand out, knowing he would want any comfort he could get. He took my hand (a/n this is all platonic and Wilbur comforting Tommy AS A FRIEND, if I see anything of the sort -you all know the sort-, it will be deleted) and we walked out the restaurant, just standing outside and taking some deep breaths. It took less than a few seconds on standing there for Tommy walked into me again and I hugged him.
"I know man, I know. We'll sort it out, I promise. Just know you've got some great friends, we all support you Yea?"
"Mmmm."
"Hey, do you want to go on a little walk or go back into the restaurant and eat?"
He put one finger up and looked at me. Now Tommy was pretty good with eye contact with people he knew, but he wouldn't even give my direct contact, instead looking up at me sideways and reaching up his hand towards me. I watched his hand carefully move to my hair and gently touch a small part of it. It was a very 'I'm trying to chill myself out but also wow look at this' thing from Tommy. They happened often and if I was around, I'd either be subject to him gently touching my hair or playing my songs on my guitar. It was normal, and to be honest I enjoyed it.
"Sensory seeking huh? Why don't we go see if we can find somewhere quieter?"
"A walk."
"Yep, we'll go on a walk big man. But you've got to promise me one thing?"
"Hmmm?"
"When we go on the walk you've got to stick next to me okay. I won't hold your hand but I know sometimes you will walk off if everything gets too much. If things get too much just hold on to me, I'll get us out of there yea?"
"Thanks, I don't mean to but everything too much." He looked embarrassed and ashamed of himself.
"I know, but hey, we've fixed that problem okay, so don't worry about it."
"Happy."
"And I'm happy because you're happy. And when we get back from our walk we'll eat our pizzas and go home." We started walking, I again noticed him walking on his tip toes.
As we walked we passed by a park; I took us through it for a short part. Watching cyclists and joggers go past us, listening to kids laughing and playing. A large group of kids came down the path the opposite direction to us, and despite a few stares towards us, they didn't seem to care. Continuing to talk loudly as the got closer and closer. Tommy reached up one hand a covered his right ear, tapping me on my shoulder with his left. I turned to him and realised what he was trying to say. Giving him a small nod, I picked up my pace and took us out the park quickly.
"It's ok. Just a bit loud huh?"
"Why do kids talk to loudly man?!"
"You know, when you do your vlogs you sound just like them? If not worse! Haha. But it's alright, I think you're allowed to be your annoying little self." He looked at me questionably.
"Sarcasm?"
"Yes Tommy, just a bit of sarcasm. Anyway, you want to get back to the restaurant?"
"Sure."
We walked a little further, nothing really going wrong and neither of us really talking. Even if Tommy was loud on camera, in real life he was oddly quiet.
I broke the silence, "So, you don't have to say yes. But would you prefer it if I came on the train back with you? I can stay in a hotel nearby so don't worry about letting your parents know, but that way you don't have to stress about masking yea?"
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Mcyt -autistic- oneshots
FanfictionJust some oneshots of scenarios where I imagine mcyt's being autistic or helping an autistic individual. I don't know how this is going to go. Requests are welcome, however, I will not do them if I am uncomfortable, so please respect that. And yes...