Tommyinnit Oneshots (With SBI)

A Better Life (SBI) (3/3)

Tommy POV

As soon as Tommy entered the house he felt a wave of safety wash over him. Was this what it felt like to be normal? He looked around in awe, having never been in someplace so nice before.

"Come on kid." Wilbur smiled, bringing him towards another room.

A man appeared, a first aid kit in his hand. "Let's see those injuries of yours." he smiled warmly.

"This is Phil, our dad." Techno added at the look of fear on Tommy's face.

Phil nodded, "Do you mind if we take off your shirt? You seem to have some nasty cuts there."

"Do I have to?" Tommy murmured, not really wanting to reveal his chest.

"I can treat it otherwise."

"It'll be quick." Wilbur reassured him.

"Okay." Tommy sighed in defeat. Carefully he slipped off his shirt, shivering as the open air hit his skin.

The three froze at the sight of all the scars and bruises that covered the boy's skin. Immediately Phil got to work, gently washing away the dried blood.

Wilbur went to go get ice while Techno looked on in pure anger. "That wasn't the first time they've gone after you, is it?"

Tommy shook his head.

"Those bastards."

"Hey, language." Phil warned.

"What are you Bad now?" Techno muttered, shaking his head. "How can they go after such a young kid?"

"It's not like they care. They go after everyone." Tommy shrugged.

Wilbur returned with ice and began gently pressing it to the black spots that painted the boy's skin. Tommy hissed a little at the touch before relaxing.

"Doesn't make it right." Techno said.

"You're never going to get hurt again." Wilbur smiled at the blonde, who looked up at him in surprise.

"What do you mean? Who's going to stop them?"

"We are nerd." Techno chuckled.

Immediately Tommy tried to jump off the table, not wanting to be a bother to this people. No one ever this nice without a price and he did not want to be the one to pay it.

Wilbur grabbed his arm gently, preventing him from getting down. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"What do you want with me? People are never this nice." Tommy looked him straight in the eye, searching for something that would suggest what his intentions were.

"We want to help you, that's all." Wilbur promised.

"You're too young to live on the streets kid, it's just not right. Especially with someone with your talent." Techno explained.

"I've lived this long, I'm managing." Tommy looked away as his stomach growled.

"Yeah managing." Techno rolled his eyes. "I don't even want to know how long it's been since you've eaten."

"I'll make you some soup." Phil announced, handing back Tommy's shirt and heading to the kitchen. 

Tommy quickly slipped into the shirt, trying to ignore how cold he felt. His shirt was just too thin, but it's not like he had the money to replace it.

Wilbur smiled as an idea seemed to pop into his head. "I'll be right back!" he exclaimed, rushing out of the room.

Tommy sighed, fidgeting with his fingers. "Thank you... you know for helping me earlier."

"Don't mention it kid." Techno smirked, ruffling his hair. Tommy pretended to glare at him, only ending up grinning.

Wilbur reentered the room, a large sweater in his hand. "Here!" he said, throwing it at Tommy.

"What's this for?" Tommy asked, genuinely confused.

"For you to wear!" Wilbur said proudly.

"But this is yours." Tommy began, looking at Wilbur strangely.

The brunette nodded, "Yup and you're freezing. Put it on."

Tommy gave in, slipping the oversized sweater over his head. Immediately he felt warmer. "Thanks." he muttered, giving a small smile towards the older.

"Anytime." Wilbur beamed.

Phil walked into the kitchen at that moment, a steaming bowl of hot soup in his hands. "Eat up!" he smiled, setting it down in front of the blonde.

Tommy had never tasted something so good in his life. He eat every drop of it, enjoying it more and more with every spoonful. Was this what it felt like to have a family? Could he actually trust them?

That's when Tommy decided that he was going to try this life. A life with two brothers and a dad. A life where he had a family to keep him safe and loved.

"So what's your name? Since you're obviously not leaving." Wilbur asked, watching as the blonde smiled.

"Tommy." he grinned. "My name is Tommy."

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