𝓐𝓷𝔂𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓷𝓰, 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮..

SIX

-Thank you for helping-

You wake up, sad. You look around the room to see your phone with your friend texted you and open the text.

BlueJay-
Hey y/n i rlly need to talk.

Y/n-
r u ok?

BlueJay-
its a bad day, and
no ones listening

You sit up, worried. A bad day for them is were they're gender dysphoria, they feel like no one likes them, and having bad thoughts. You or some other friends would comfort them, but everyone was on vacation, even you.

Y/n-
ok, tell me how bad it is

BlueJay-
i'm at the school

Y/n-
Jay, please don't, what
about your girlfriend?

BlueJay-
we broke up

Y/n-
No, please, listen to me,
you have to go back home.

BlueJay-
Why? whats good?
give me one reason

Y/n-
Me and all your friends.
Think of the memories,
think of last summer.

BlueJay-
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BlueJay-
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BlueJay-
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BlueJay-
I'm walking home.

You sigh in relief, still shaking. You don't know what to do, so you called Tommy. He picks up on the first ring. "Hello?" He says. "Tommy.." You didn't even know you were crying till you spoke. "Y/n? Why are you crying? Are you ok?" His voice is soft and comforting. "My friend, they're we're having a bad day and they were really depressed and they almost got really hurt and I keep on thinking, what if I wasn't there? What would happened? Would it be my fault?" You rant, shaking more. "Everything's going to be ok, ok? Do you need or want anything?" 'He's so polite off camera.' "Can I come over?" You ask "Sure, you can come over anytime." You wipe the loose tears, and end the call while saying your byes.

_ _ _

You arrive at his door and knocked. You hear walking to the door and when it opens your surprised to person who opened it. Mark stands in the doorway. "Hello." Mark says, a confused look in his eyes. "Y/n!" Tommy says, smiling with bright blue eyes, you smile as soon as you see him. "Am I third wheeling here?" Mark says, now side to side with Tommy, whom he's towering. "Come in, come in." Tommy says, leading you by your hand. You enter the apartment and get pulled into a hug by Tommy. "Are you ok?" His voice is very sweet and gentle. "I, I don't know, maybe? I'm still a little tense." You squeeze him, and he gently rubs your back.

You feel safer then you ever have before, he always had a way to do that. You pull away to look at Tommy and smile softly, making him smile to. You admire his features, his blue ocean eyes that complement his sandy blonde hair, his beautiful smile and his laugh that you've grown to love. Everything about him was perfect, he was perfect. You snap out of it to realize he's doing the same thing. He slightly leans in, but stops. "Is it ok if, I." You nod, smiling more because you loved when people ask for consent. He continues to lean in, putting his hands on the sides of your face, when. "Tommy do you- Tom- Oh, AHH!" you hear someone scream. You turn to see Toby, screaming for someone named Phil.

"Shit, I forgot they were here." Tommy says, letting go and head for the place where Toby ran off to. You see Toby frantically talking to Ranboo and a man, who looks in his 30s, who is trying not to laugh. "WHAT WERE YOU TWO DOING?! AND WITH COMPANY AROUND?! AT LEAST DO THAT WHEN I'M NOT HERE!" Toby yells, you try not to laugh while Tommy is failing to explain what he saw. The man catches your eye, 'He kinda looks like Tommy.. Oh shit, is he Toms dad?" You tense up at the thought of Tommy's dad meeting you while hearing the story. "Oh, uh, Phil, this is Y/n, Y/n, Phil." 'He calls his dad by his first name?'

"Hi nice to meet you Y/n." He says holding his hand out "N-nice to meet you." You shake his hand, at this point everyone knew you're nervous. "Tom, can we get something to eat? I'm starving." Phil says "It's almost ten." Tommy looks horribly confused. "So? Your saying you never made microwave popcorn at 3 AM?" You ask him. "You have?" He says, more confused. "Lets just go." You say, he sighs and Phil gets the car keys. "Why are you so nervous?" Toms asks. "I just met your dad, in that situation." Tommy laughs. "Phil's not my dad, he's my friend." He says, smiling wide.

You sigh, relieved, and feel a hand grazing yours. You look down to see Tommy's hand rubbing yours, and hold his hand, interlocking your fingers. His hand is warm, his thumb gently rubbing the back of your hand. You look up to see Tommy cheeks slightly red, and you smile at the sight. You lean next to Tommy's ear and whisper. "Thank you for helping."

A/n- HAIII, sorry it took so long, I had negative motivation to do this, but i powered though! YEAH!!! PLEASE EAT, SLEEP, AND DRINK SOME WATER!! BAIIII!!