All week, Tommy tried to get in contact with George to no avail. It was hopeless. He wasn't answering anyone's calls. Whatever the guys were arguing about really broke them apart. It seemed as if they were all on edge and shaken up. They had never known George to not answer a call, much fewer hundreds of them, but here we sat with no contact with him.
Soon you were getting restless. Every night you stayed over to comfort Tommy from George's selfishness. He didn't seem to understand just how much he was hurting Tommy. Either that or just didn't seem to care. So you decided to take matters into your own hands and let the chips fall where they may.
Later that day you decide to get dressed. He could decline calls, but he couldn't decline someone knocking on his door. Well, technically, he could, but he wouldn't because you wouldn't let him. He was going to listen to what you had to say. Even if it pissed him off, he was going to listen.
He owes Tommy that much. He honestly owed him a lot more. Tommy didn't deserve any of this. You knew you guys were doing the vlog early tomorrow so you had to be quick so that you could come back and get at least some sleep before then. As you made your way to the front door, you checked to make sure everyone was asleep.
First, you make sure Tommy is still sleeping soundly. When you come to the conclusion he is, you move on to Ranboo and Tubbo's room. It was very quiet, but you had to be sure. You knew from experience that sometimes Ranboo had trouble sleeping because he was still getting used to the time change. You walked into the room, refusing to turn on the light for fear that they would wake up. You walk up to Ranboo's bed slowly, so as not to trip on anything.
You slowly listened to his breathing. It was slow and calm. His eyes were closed as far as you could tell, so you left the room. You moved on to the hardest room of all, Wilbur's room. He most likely was still awake, but it didn't hurt to check. Wilbur was still on edge because of the event with Tommy, so he hasn't been sleeping to make sure that Tommy was okay every now and then. He comes to check on Tommy every hour and a half. He had just made his last check about five minutes ago, so you had about an hour and twenty-five to get there and back.
You put your ear up to Wilbur's door. It was quiet, but you knew he wasn't asleep. You didn't want to peek in because you knew he would spot you, but it seems you had no choice. So you slowly cracked the door open. It was quiet and the lights were off except for the bedside lamp. Wilbur was sitting up in bed. He was writing in a small notebook. He seemed focused on what he was writing. You quickly tried to close the door, but before it was completely closed Wilbur looked up.
"Y/N," he says.
"Damn it," I whisper to myself. He had spotted me. Now it is going to be even harder to get out on time. You open the door again and put on your tired act. It used to work all the time with your mom, but then again you were younger. It might not work as well now, but it was worth a shot.
"Are you just gonna stand there?" he asks. You shake your head and walk towards the bed. He pats the end of it and scoots over so that you could sit. You sit down and look over at him. He looks exhausted. His eyes have dark circles around them and his hair is disheveled. He looked miserable.
"Will, you should get some sleep," you say quietly. "You really need it. You look sickly."
"It's fine," he says. "It's all for a good cause. What's a little bit of restlessness if it's for a good....cause."
He yawns at the end of his sentence. He was obviously tired, but he didn't want to let up, "I think you should sleep. You really need it. You could get sick."
"I'll be fine," he says. "I'm pretty sure it won't be that bad."
"Have you seen your face, Wilbur?" you ask. "Have you actually looked in a mirror and seen your face? You are tired. You need to sleep. It's not healthy. I know you want to help Tommy and make sure that he is okay, but you also need to take care of yourself too."
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My Sunshine (Tommy x Y/N)
FanfictionThis is a Tommyinnit x Reader. Only fluff, no NSFW. Cause he is still a minor.