Rᴇʟɪᴀɴᴄᴇ | Dʀᴇᴀᴍ Sᴍᴘ Oɴᴇsʜᴏᴛs (ᴀɴɢsᴛ)

Beach Day - Crimeboys

Tommy's adopted by Phil in this oneshot, so they live together.

Characters: Tommy, Wilbur, Phil, Jack, Scott, Vik.

[Tommy, Jack and Wilbur hang out by a beach in Brighton.]

TW// slight blood, rash.

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Tommy's pov

Wilbur came back from America two days ago. I haven't hung out with him in forever, but he's finally free today. Since I live in Brighton near all of my friends, Phil would always let me hang out with them. I walked to Jack's house five minutes away.

"JACK!" I yelled, pressing the doorbell a shit ton before Scott Smajor opened the door.

"Hi, Tommy," he welcomed.

"Hey, Scott!" I greeted. "Whereabouts are Jack?"

"I think he's streaming," Scott answered. "Come inside, it's hot out."

"Thanks," I smiled, entering their house.

After a few minutes of conversing with Scott, I decided to interrupt Jack's stream.

"Jack," I called, dragging the 'a' in his name while I opened the room door.

"Hey!" Jack welcomed excitedly. "What's up, big man? I'm streaming by the way."

"Well, can you not?" I joked, walking in frame.

He laughed. "What are you doing in my house in the first place?"

"I wanted you to follow me," I told, taking the hat from his head and put it on my head.

"Where?"

"Wilbur's place to annoy him," I smiled.

"He's back from America?"

"Yes, so end your stream and let's go!"

"I was about to end soon anyway," he said, then told me to go outside while he says bye to his chat and ends stream.

After Jack and I went over to Wilbur's, I ask him if we could hang and he obviously accepts. I suggested that we go to the beach, and so he drove us there.

There were very few people at the beach today, understandable since it's a weekday. We were having fun, I stayed in the water most of the time because the sand was very hot. Wilbur was out the water for majority of the time we spent there but when he came in he'd go to the deeper end of the water where Jack and I couldn't because we were shorter than him.

I felt my back start itching suddenly and decided to get out the water. I didn't think it was anything worth worrying about, but fucking hell, the itch was so irritating. We were all out the water at this point.

"What's up with you and scratching your back, man?" Jack asked me, sounding annoyed.

I sighed, switching my glance from Wilbur's phone to Jack. "Dunno, it's just really itchy and annoying."

Jack pushed me around and looked at my back. "It's getting red, tell Wilbur-"

"Tell me what?" Wilbur asked, looking back at us.

"My back is just really fucking itchy," I repeated, putting a frown on my face.

"Well, do you want to go home and take a shower or do you think you'll be fine?"

As I said, I didn't think it was anything worth worrying about so I told him I'd be fine. Jack and I went back in the water a little while later, until I started feeling really weak and sick to my stomach. It was like I had a headache, I felt tired but also as if I was about to throw up. Not to mention the itch on my back making me want to yell my heart out. I sat on the sand, right by the shoreline.