I'm Always Fine. - Tommyinnit angst

~Chapter 2~

~Tommy's POV~

The question was the only thing I could think about for hours. I didn't move from my chair, I didn't get up to eat, I didn't text Ranboo back, I didn't do anything. I just sat, staring at the wall and unable to answer the simple question.

Am I a bad person?

I hadn't realized how long I had been there until my phone began to ring. I picked it up, my hands shaking. 

Incoming call: Wilbur Soot

Why is Wilbur calling me? Did I do something wrong? Is he mad at me? 

I shook away the thoughts and pressed the answer button, bringing my phone to my ear. "Wil?" I spoke, my voice breaking. I cringed at how raspy my voice sounded. 

"Hey Toms," Wilbur said, obviously excited. "Could you get on Discord? Dream says he's got an announcement!" 

"Uh..." I glanced at my clock, reading the time. 1:46 AM. It's been 12 hours? How fucking useless am I that I can just sit and do nothing for 12 hours?

"Tommy?" Wilbur asks, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Are you alright?"

"Oh sorry, I zoned out." I mumbled, fumbling with the 'on' button to my PC.

"You don't sound so good, are you sick?" Wilbur spoke softly, relaxing my buzzing brain. His voice was enough to calm me down.

"Yeah, I'm fine Wil. I'll be on Discord in a minute." I said, hanging up and setting my phone down.

~Wilbur's POV~

"Yeah, I'm fine Wil. I'll be on Discord in a minute." He grunted, hanging up.

Call ended: 3:06

His unusually raspy voice concerned me. Was he sick? 

I sighed. I'm overthinking this, he said he was fine. Probably just a cold. He was Tommyinnit after all, he always bounces back.

I looked back up at my monitor and undeafened. 

"Rat say hellooo!" BadBoyHalo said, cooing at his dog. 

"Bad, please put your dog away," Sapnap said, clearly bored with BadBoyHalo's dog bit. 

"But Rat wanted to say hi!" Bad exclaimed, sighing and placing Rat down. "Oh, hey Wilbur!" He greeted me.

"Hello Bad." I smiled, adjusting my microphone and webcam. 

"Is Tommy joining?" Phil asked. I nodded my head and heard claps and whoops. 

Dream had asked us all to join VC-1 for an important announcement. He had intended on telling us an hour earlier, but everyone had insisted on waiting for Tommy. 

"Did you ask what was holding him up?" George asked, taking a sip of his drink. 

"No, I think he was sleeping though," I said, thinking back to the short phone call. "He sounded a little sick too." 

"Aw, I hope he feels better soon." Nihachu said. 

"He didn't sound sick earlier." Ranboo claimed, taking his crown off and placing it off to the side. 

"What do you mean?" I questioned. He certainly sounded sick to me, could there be something wrong with my phone speaker?

"He joined me and Tubbo's VC earlier today. I think it was about 7 or 8 AM for me, he seemed completely normal." He explained, fidgeting with his hair.