TW's, neglect, panic attack, overthinking, (technically you could count it) SH.
Tommy woke up the next morning with a odd sense of hope fulfilling him. He got changed quickly and went down for breakfast, he preferred to eat alone so he was happy to see that no one was down yet, even the butlers and maids weren't awake.
He was even more grateful, he didn't like how the maids and butlers always looked at him with a certain sadness.
Over the years he had learned to cook for himself and was able to actually go and gather his own food as well, he had done it before. He made some simple eggs and ate them before heading upstairs to do his work.
As Tommy finished up signing what felt like his 100th paper he heard a knock on his door. His face fell but he did his best to cover up the sense of dread filling him. He put on a fake smile and opened his door.
There was a butler standing there,
"Hello Prince Tommy. King Philza has requested you downstairs in the living room."
The man said bowing, Tommy smiled at him and said,
"Oh thank you, I will be down in just a moment." The butler smiled and left. Tommy just sighed and ran his fingers through his hair, a habit that made him feel grounded whenever he was panicking.
Which was right now, his mind was reeling, '
Why does he want me? What did I do?'
He was slowly panicking.
He was a bit more aggressive with his hair, pulling it to keep himself together,
'It'll be fine, I'm real, be in the moment.'
He sighed again and finally left his room and made it downstairs.
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The Princes (dsmp royal au fanfic)
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