SBI oneshots (Discarded)

sickfic!

This was requested by Fanta321123

>character: Wilbur:D

>fluff and maybe angst hehehhe

>sbi house:)

>4/4 sbi

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Wimbleburs pov heheheheh

Beep! Beep! Beep!

I rolled over and squinted my eyes, glaring daggers at the brightly glowing numbers. I had a pounding headache and a sore throat. I couldnt be sick today, Phil would kill me. I began to cry, my headache getting worse. I tried standing up but black and white dots poured into my vision. My body began to feel heavy as my legs gave way. The last thing I remember was feeling my cheek on the ground before my vision went black.

Orphan killer pov

Thump

My ears perked up at the noise. I assumed it was Tommy stomping down the stairs so i didnt bother to check. The sound of a door being kicked open was heard. "HELP!" It was Tommy. A million thoughts swarmed my head as i sprinted up the stairs. I ran straight into Phil who seemed worried out of his mind. I glanced at him and ran, Phil following behind me, hot on my tail. We arrived to Wilburs room to fidn his lying on the floor unconscious. I turned my gaze towards Tommy who was sat with his head in his hands. The onky noise heard was Wilburs raspy breaths and Tommys soft sobs. I walked over snd picked him up. He was unusually light. I placed him back into his bed and placed a hand of his forehead. (Please i was so tempted to write fivehead😭) He was really cold. A bit too cold for my liking. I placed his blanket on him and turned back to phil and Tommy. They gazed at me, worry being prominent on their faces. I placed my finger on my lips to sign that we should be quiet and let him rest. We exited his room without a word and went to our desired spots. Tommy and I moved to the lounge and truned the tv on, hoping it would distract us from our worry.

"Do you think he will be okay?" His voice was barely a whisper yet it was thick with emotions.

"Im sure he will. Dont worry." I wasnt very hopeful but it seemed to of made his relax from his tensed position. We heard a door open and soft footsteps truding down the stairs. I turned around and noticed Wilbur standing at the bottom of the stairs, slightly swaying. TW// BL00D/MENTIONS

After a closer inspection, i noticed blood dripping from nose and mouth.
I quickly stood up and ran to him, barely catching him before he fell. I carried him bridal style and laid him down on the couch. I wiped the blood off his face and sat him up. TW OVER

He smailed a sickly smile before coughing roughly. I quickly pulled out my phone and searched up his symptons. My heart dropped at the results. I yelled at Tommy to put his shoes on and get Phil. I grabbed Wilbur and dragged him out the door, into my car. I turned the car on and started driving to the hospital. It gave me chills just think about the sickly white walls. We quickly arrived thanks to my speeding. Phil ran to get some doctors and nurses while me and Tommy waited with Will. He began to stir, startling me from my thoughts. I stared at him for a while, studying his face for any more blood.
I noticed a small trickle of blood running from his mouth so I quickly lifted his head up and cleaned the blood. Phil soon returned and the doctors took Will away on a stretcher. We followed then until we were forced to wait outside on one of the chairs outside his room. An odd sensation made its way into my body, making me more nervous than before. My hands began to shake as minutes passed like hours. A doctor soon came out snd said we could see Will. I stood up and followed him. When we arrived, the first thing i noticed was that he was connected to multiple machines. I began to worry more at the sight of him lying there in the bed, hooked up to so many machines. He was staring at the wall infront of him, tears slipping down his face. I walked over and carefully wiped the tears of his face. He gazed up at me with glassy, doe eyes. More tears began to well up in his eyes as he said some thing that will always shake me.

"Ive got 2 days left. If im lucky." I felt tears pricking at the corner of my eyes as i began to turn and run away. Once i made it as far as possible, i began to weep. I couldnt loose my twin. Not after what we had gone through. I felt someone tap my shoulder. It was Tommy. I didn't look at him nor acknowledge him. I couldnt. He grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me back so I could stay with Will till he died. I could feel more tears pricking at my eyes. This time, i let them drop freely down my face. I looked at Will to see his eyes closed. He looked sickly pale. And his chest wasnt rising and falling. He had died. It was over. I thought baout his dying wish. Hello, to whoever finds this. If i die young, bury me in saturn and lay me down on a bed of roses. Sink me in the river at dawn and send me away with the words of a love song. -sincerely, Wilbur {:

God i missed him already. We wereushed out of the room and forced into the waiting area. A few minutes later, a nurse came out and shook her head, indicating he had passed.

~time skip becuase im lazy xx~

We were watching his casket slowly float down the river, the sunlight reflecting his casket into the pristine waters below him. We began to sing his favorite song. A song about love. A song wewoukd never forget. I smiled and walked away. I will see you soon, little bro.

WOW THIS IS LONG AF- IM SORRY IF ITS NOT WHAT YOU WANTED BUT EH- I TRIED LMAO