Technoblade Never Cries - Technoblade Angst

<Chapter Eleven> Maybe There Is Hope...?

⚠️ TW: mentions of suicide attempt ⚠️
This is the last chapter! Enjoy!

The walk with Wilbur back to Phil's house was pretty darn embarrassing.

Neither of them spoke, and Techno had that lingering feeling that one of the reasons Wilbur wasn't saying anything was because he was scared he would provoke him to want to do it again.

And to be honest, if it was true, it was totally understandable.

Despite being so quiet, Techno could have sworn the boy looked very relieved that he had gotten there and stopped him from jumping just in time.
He wasn't sure what he would do without his best friend.

The silence somehow felt like it was only getting louder, and Techno didn't like that.
He cleared his throat to speak, in an attempt to break the silence.

'So uh... you're gonna... tell... Phil...?' It was obvious that that was what he was most dreading about all of this, the last thing he wanted was for Phil to know.

'No.' Wilbur said calmly, deep in thought. But Techno didn't understand.

'W-wait. Really...?' Wilbur nodded.

'B-but I don't get it. Why not...?' Wilbur thought for a second, before answering.

'Not yet. I feel like it would be too risky to make you go through such a stressful thing after what just happened. Plus, he's worried sick anyways. He has been for the past 5 days. Barely does anything anymore. We'll tell him once we've all calmed down a bit.'
The tiniest of smiles crept onto Technoblade's lips at hearing this.

He wasn't too sure why, it was just really what he wanted to hear right now. So they really did care... he was wrong all of this time...

Thank god he didn't jump.

Technoblade would be the last person anybody would expect to be touched by this, yet here he was, holding back tears at a simple thing Wilbur had said, and all it was was him saying there was somebody who cared for him.

It really moved the boy, especially when you think of the reason he was so keen to just end it in the first place.

But now, he felt just slightly more safe than before...

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When they got back to Wil's house, they were greeted by a way too over-joyed Phil, who could not be any more relived to see Techno there and alive.

He wasn't sure what he expected to have happened to the boy, but it couldn't have been anything good.

'Techno! Oh my god I'm so happy to see you! Are you alright? I was just making Wil and I some dinner, you want something to eat mate? You look really hungry. I made lasagna.'
Ah yes, Dadza mode activated.

Techno felt very embarrassed, but he felt too bad to say no. Plus, he simply couldn't refuse lasagna, there was no way he was doing that.

'O-oh... hi Phil, okay... sure.'

Phil indicated the dining room, and Techno hesitated.

He looked at Wilbur, who raised an eyebrow, and looked back at him with a stern expression that clearly said "eat your damn food, or else."

Techno sighed, internally smiling at the boy's care.
He slowly turned back around, walking towards the direction of the dining table.

What would he do without these people...?
He wouldn't be alive right now, that's for sure.

But thanks to them, he was still here. Still fighting.

He was still far from recovery, but with the help of Wilbur and Phil by his side, he'd be okay again in no time.

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2021.11.12