Tommy woke up with a yawn, blinking at the faint sunlight that poured through the window. He scrunched his face as he sat up, needing a moment from the sudden rush of movement. The bottom halves of his legs now felt numb because he somehow ended up sleeping crisscrossed, still, he stood up with a small yawn as he stretched.
The blanket fell onto the floor, making him huff to pick it up and slowly drag his things back to his room. Wilbur was still asleep, his hair even messier than normal since he slept with his face stuffed into a pillow. And Tommy decided to leave him as so, let the poor man get some rest.
They had work today, in an hour or two. But Tommy honestly would be alright with Wilbur not showing up for today, just having a day to himself. Tommy would actually suggest doing so to him, but Wilbur would most likely refuse. Still, Tommy would ask him to take a break once he was awake.
Wilbur looked like he needed one, that's for sure. Tommy still didn't have the bruise on his face out of his mind, it was still something he was curious- and concerned about. The more he thought about it the more tempting it was to straight-up wake Wilbur from his sleep and ask him more questions. Or, even more so, give him something he needs to hear. Like a deserved break.
Tommy wasn't blind, and Wilbur tends to think otherwise at moments. Tommy could see how Quackity seemed to affect Wilbur's mood much more than one person should. How Wilbur would excuse the things Quackity would say- and now do- to Wilbur simply because Wilbur wants Quackity to... How would Tommy put it... because Wilbur wants Quackity to think positively of him? To just be around him? Both worked. And Wilbur wanted both so badly that Tommy was genuinely concerned about what Wilbur would excuse Quackity from next.
Because it was frustrating even for Tommy, heck even Ranboo too. It hasn't been a while since Wilbur and Quackity had interacted, and one of the first things that happen is Wilbur comes home with a fucking bruise on his face. So yea, Tommy was mad about that. But not just that.
Two weeks ago, when the two would constantly talk and bicker during work hours. Some of the insults Quackity tossed toward Wilbur seemed to make everyone in the van but Wilbur upset. Ranboo and Tina would glance over to Tommy, who would mumble something about how rude Quackity was being before they all got back to work. Tommy knows Ranboo has tried mentioning it to Wilbur, telling him to stop excusing the shit Quackity's saying. But the bruise on Wilbur's face is proof that he hasn't been great at taking advice.
So with time to spare and the returning feeling of greatly opposing Quackity's actions rising in his chest, Tommy was quick to get ready and head out the door. Straight to Quackity's cocky hotel room.
It's not terribly early in the morning, so Quackity answered the first time Tommy knocked. Which admittedly, made Tommy hesitate for a moment. He hadn't prepared any sort of speech or odd lecture for Quackity, he simply walked over without any planning. But that's fine.
That was what Tommy repeated in his head as Quackity let him inside, offering breakfast.
"Uhm, no. I actually came here to address some things." Tommy declined, making Quackity nod before looking only the tiniest bit confused on what topics Tommy deemed so important to talk about at this time of day when he could be doing better things. Like sleeping, Tommy liked that.
But Quackity didn't question it, only gesturing a hand outwards as he took a seat at the table. "Well, go on then Tommy. Address them."
"You're a bitch." Tommy slipped out, giving a perfect representation of not preparing as that was all he could form in his mind. Quackity seemed a bit taken aback, only confused more than anything.
"Is this some bit I'm supposed to role with? You came here just to roleplay?"
"No. I'm serious."
Quackity's face dropped a bit, but he leaned back in the seat as if getting comfortable. "Oh. Well, that's not the newest thing coming from you-"
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Don't Know How to Feel.
FanfictionWhy are people still reading this. Adopt a hatred for doors with this fanfic! Read over two fools making bad choices! Foster your stability into insanity! This was my first fanfic, oh wow, this was back in 2021 Includes: strong language, manipulatio...