TW: bad self care
Wilbur had sat at his desk the whole night, just trying to figure out something to make Phil proud.
I mean, he's always proud of Tommy when he plays his piano... If I wrote a song or an album on guitar.... Yeah, that could work. I'm doing it, he thought before walking over to his guitar. It was 4 am, so he could try to experiment with chords softly, then strumming later when everyone's awake. It was Sunday, so he could do this the whole day.
It was now 10 am and he had finally gotten some good chords to the chorus. Now, he should figure out a strumming pattern. (A/N I realised I'm going too much into this, bc I play a bit of guitar and I know this shit, but I find it fun to write, soo... deal with it :])
"Hey, Will", Tommy had opened the door a bit while Wilbur was figuring out a good strumming pattern.
"Hi, Tommy", Wilbur said, still focused on the strumming.
"I was just wondering if you could play something for me?" he said while sitting on the bed.
"I'm writing a song Tommy, I can't right now. Maybe later", Wilbur said, still focusing.
"Oh okay! See ya later, Will!" Tommy ran into his own room.
Okay, so Wilbur had figured out the strumming pattern, now for the vocals. He was thinking pluck? Yeah, pluck would sound good.
He had been experimenting with pluck for a couple hours when he heard a knock on his door.
"Wilbur? Can I come in?" It was Techno.
"Yeah, sure", Wilbur said back. The door opened to reveal the one and only Technoblade leaning on the doorway.
"So, I heard what happened yesterday", he said, staring at Wilbur. Wilbur sighed loudly.
"Look, if you're gonna lecture me, Dad's already got that covered, so you can leave", Wilbur looked away and focused on plucking again. Techno sighed.
"I'm not gonna lecture you, but I do want to know how long it's been going on?" he looked expectantly at his little brother. Wilbur sighed.
"I started not long after I started getting bullied by Oscar", he said, looking away.
"So six months then?"
"Yeah"
"That's.... that's a long time, Wilbur"
"I know", none of them said anything for a short while. Techno kinda just stood there, awkwardly, and Wilbur just sat on his bed with his guitar on his lap.
"Can you piss off now?" Wilbur said after a while. Techno nodded and left the room, closing the door after him.
It had been a couple of days. Wilbur had gotten like 3.5 hours of sleep since he decided to basically drop self care. He was sleep deprived, to say the least. His song was finished though. He named it Jubilee Line. This, this was his chance. He would show Phil, and Phil would smile, and Phil would say he's proud of him, and-
Wilbur heard something while he was going down the stairs.
"-and I got another piano solo because of it!"he heard his little brother's excited voice say.
"That's so great, Tommy! I'm so proud of you!"
Wilbur froze up in the stairs. He shouldn't ruin Tommy's moment. What kind of a shitty big brother would he be to do that? So he sighed,
and went up the stairs again.
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-Eri
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"I'm Proud Of You" | Wilbur Soot angst
FanfictionWilbur lived a pretty normal life with his brothers and dad. The only problem is, he always seems to fall into the shadows of his older and his younger brother. He wants his dad to be proud of him, and he's gonna do his best to make that happen. #2...
