Bby Tommy.
I looked over at the three year old who was determined to play with his blocks in my room, after he brought them in three at a time. I watched as he stacked them up then would knock them down giggling before rebuilding the tower I just went back to reading my book, I just got it. And so far I was enjoying it, I felt a small tug on the knee of my pants I glanced over watching as the small blonde tried getting onto my bed he looked up at me whining softly "nope use your words I know you can talk" I said and went back to reading ignoring his attempts and whines "someone is being mean" "shut up..I've heard him call for Wil..trust me I know he can talk." "Sounds like someone I'd jealous that they've never been called out by your precious baby brother" "don't mock me" I whispered.
I heard more little grunts as the grip on my knee tightened, I looked watching him with a small grin figuring I was going to win and he would talk in front of someone where he knew someone could hear him, he looked up at me and furrowed his brows pouting knowing what I wanted, I smirked a little he let go of my knee and looked forwards after adjusting himself and proceeded to with every small muscle in his small body attempt to yank himself up "you do that and I'm going to sit here and wait until you give up" I said adjusting my sitting position so I was actually on my bed my back leaning against the headboard as I stayed close to the wall. I. Closed my eyes as I rested my head back on my headboard.
I don't know if I fell asleep or zoned out but when I opened my eyes I jumped at the feeling of being cuddled, I looked seeing blonde hair on my chest as a small body laid on my lower abdomen, I gently pulled him up more so his face was against my shoulder as his legs weakly wrapped around my waist "you are one stubborn kid you know Theseus? Could've gone the easy route ya know" I said he just made a quiet noise a sound telling me he was asleep. Asleep but victories.
I just shrugged closing my eyes before slowly starting to fall asleep I wonder what our relationship would've been like in a past life or in the future, will he actually ask for my help or will he despise the idea till the day one of us dies? Doss he even love me, did I do something wrong to make him hate me?
Oh well there's only way to find out...I guess
"Do yous, do you hate me?" I looked over to my right seeing a blonde haired teen standing next to me potato in one hand peeler in the other "what? Why do you ask" I looked back at the other two potatoes in the sink and in my hands that I was assumingly washing "because you never tell me that I can rely on you or you never want to rely on me if anything you either watch me struggle when I need your help or you ignore me. Like that one time I was three and I was calling out for you to come help me because I had gotten stuck in the bars of the stairs and I had been stuck for 30 minutes with any signs of Wilbur or Phil.."
I looked at him confused "I'm inspired you remember that far then again it wasn't that long ago and I would've remembered something like that if you called for me, you didn't talk much" I said going back to my task at hand "you looked right at me when I did it though, you looked at me then ignored me to go back to reading your dumb book." He said bitterly "or that time when I was 6 and before me and Wilbur left for here I asked you to help train me on starting a fire and catching, skinning and cooking my meals because Wilbur said you were a expert. Because you knew better then him and Phil wasn't around." He said sounding more angry or upset.
"Or that time after Wilbur was going through a bad break down during pogtopia and I screamed for you to come and save me from him because I was scared shitless thinking he was going to fucking break down my room door and hurt me. Or the time Tubbo's wounds starting bleeding so much we were scared that he was going to bleed out and die! Or the time where I told you about I thought I was hearing things, or the time when I said every part of my body ached and it had for days or the times I would ask for help with work, reading, math, or or or-ow!" I looked over seeing the blonde holding one of his hands potato or what was left of the potato and a bunch of peeled pieces and peeler on the counter.
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