DSMP trans oneshots

Meet up pt3

What if I just... made this into its own book?
Haha jk... unless-

Tommy's pov:
I choked on my eggs, "w-what?!" I stuttered.
"The beach? We thought it would be fun to go to the beach today?" Sapnap repeated.

"Oh o-oh yeah yeah okay" I muttered, "um. Why so soon? I mean why not leave it a few days?" I shrugged.

"Hmm that is true.." Bad hummed, "they did only just fly in."

"Yeah maybe we are getting a little too exited..." Dream chuckled.

Wilbur perked up a bit, "but I want to go to th-" I slapped a hand over his mouth.
"You are absolutely right, Bad. We can wait a few days to relax a bit, get used to the time zone change and stuff, ya know?" I interrupted.

Wilbur glared at me, and I gave him a warning look before he licked my hand, "EW WILBUR THATS DISGUSTING!"
"THEN DONT TOUCH MY FACE!" He retaliated.

"God where's Phil when you need him..." I heard Ranboo mutter under his breath before eating another piece of food.

George's pov:
Thank you thank you thank you THANK YOU TOMMY OH MY GOD YOU SAVED ME-

Sure I wouldn't have been forced to go swimming, it could've been easily avoided. But sitting in the sand alone has gotten old over the years. Plus it's hot, so I would probably get interrogated about why I want to keep a shirt on or something.
I'm not sure.

But one things for sure, whatever bad things could've happened was prevented by Tommy.
I wonder why he did it?

I shrugged it off, happy that I didn't have to face that anxiety filled activity, and just ate my breakfast while Tommy and Wilbur squabbled.

Wilbur pov:
"THEN DONT TOUCH MY FACE!" I retaliated.
"SHUT UP WILBY!" He yelled, wiping his hand on me.
"EW TOMMY I REALLY LIKE THIS JACKET!" I gagged.
"ITS YOUR SPIT!" He protested, pointing at me.
"AND WHAT MADE YOU THINK THAT I WANTED IT ON MY JACKET??" I questioned.
"WHADDA YA MEAANN???"
I just looked at him dumbfounded, how the fuck do I actually even respond to that? He got me there.
I just sighed and patted his shoulder, "Tommy Tommy Tommy Tommy" I repeated, "DONT wipe spit on my jacket please." I ordered.

He gave me a thumbs up, "anything for a fellow big man" he joked, though he looked entirely serious. Until he laughed.

Whether it was because of my hand on his shoulder mixed with his own movements, or maybe I just didn't notice it, the fabrics of the hoodie he was wearing moved.

My eyes widened and I rearranged it back to cover it. A strap. Probably private, probably something I wasn't supposed to see, it's none of my business-

I noticed that Tommy had noticed what I had done almost immediately. Shoot. He stared at me and covered where my hand was.
Shit, what have I done?

He quickly turned back to Dream, I'm guessing he noticed my equally as shocked and confused expression because he seemed a little uncomfortable.
"Thanks for breakfast!" He thanked before immediately leaving the room.

I was just confused. What was it that made him so upset?

Tommy's pov:
Shit shit shit shit-
Wilbur saw.
What the fuck??!!
ITS ONLY DAY ONE!
I HAVENT EVEN BEEN HERE 12 HOURS YET-
No scratch that, I HAVE ONLY BEEN AWAKE HERE FOR LESS THAN 2 HOURS! HOW THE FUCK DID I MESS UP ALREADY.

I remembered Wilburs face.

Oh god. He probably knows, right?
I mean, he looked shocked, and just didn't say anything. Maybe he isn't sure what it is? Or he does, maybe he already knows, WHAT IF HES TELLING THE OTHERS RIGHT NOW BEHIND MY BACK??!!

No. No this is Wilbur he wouldn't... but he doesn't know? Ahh!

I contemplated going back to check, but I also wanted to just hide in my temporary room.
I ended up just standing in the hallway.
Bruh wtf do I do now?

"Hey, Tommy" I heard coming from the end of the hallway, I turned to see Wilbur, "I'm sorry I swear I didn't mean to see or make you uncomfortable-"
"Do you know what it is?" I blurted.
"Huh?"
"The-the thing you saw? Do you know w-what it is?" I stuttered.

Wilbur thought for a moment, "yes, Tommy. I think I do." He stated, I felt my heart speed up. This is it. This is the moment I find out wether or not my best friend and basically brother actually accepts me. "A-and that's okay!" Wilbur added quickly, immediately noticing how scared I was, "I completely accept you and am here for you"

I held back tears as I sighed, weakly laughing at the tallers nervousness, "god Wilbur, you had me scared for a moment there" I nervously laughed.
"Tommy I'm here if you ever want to like... talk about it?" He smiled.

I blinked at him, I wasn't expecting this much support, but to be honest I was so focused on hiding it from him that I never thought about what would happen if he found out.
I smiled at him, "thanks Wilby, that would actually be very poggers of you."

"No problem, TomToms" he walked over and patted my shoulder, "come, we need to resurrect Tubbo." He ordered.
"Nooooooo" I joked.
"Oh shut up" he joked back, "oh and if you need any more excuses like to not go to the beach, I'll help, just say the word." He mentioned.
I faked a sob, "Wilbur that is the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me" I exaggerated, "thank you, really, it means a lot." I meant.

He smiled and ruffled my hair before going up the stairs first, "happy to help, toms."