real boy

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Lil!Tommy (2-5) CG!Wilbur

Relationship: basically brothers

Trigger warnings: dysphoria, unsafe binding, small breakdown, sad/crying little

Trans Tommy my beloved

Plot: Tommy has been feeling dysphoria lately, so he decides to bind for a while, knowing the effects it could have on his safety. Wilbur visits and notices his off behavior. He lectures Tommy but Tommy gets scared and regresses to little space.

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Tommy hasn't took off his binder in 16 hours. His chest hurt so bad, but he wanted a flat chest so his dysphoria would go away. News flash, it didn't.

He laid on his bed, his chest hurting. Wilbur was coming over, and he had to tell him about how long he's been wearing it.

There was a knock at his door. It was probably Wilbur. He got up, but it hurt his back so bad. His ribs and his lungs felt so contained. But he fought through the pain and opened the door.

"Tommy?! I know you've been binding for over 8 hours. Please explain right this second!"

*time skip to when he's lecturing him bc I don't feel like writing much*

"And I hope you know how unsafe that was! You could have broke your ribs! Or even worse, lost your breath and fainted!"

Wilbur had been screaming at Tommy for about 30 minutes, and all Tommy could feel was fuzzy. He wanted to regress, Wilbur yelling at him really made him sad and scared.

"Do you understand?!"

Tommy hummed a short yes, and fell to the floor willingly. He was gonna cry at any moment. Wilbur noticed what he had done and was quick to try and apologize.

"I'm sorry Toms for yelling at you." He whispered, and Tommy regressed at that moment. He started crying hard. Wilbur brought him into a hug, and Tommy grabbed onto Wilbur.

" Wilby?" He asked, his voice shaking. "What is it Toms?" Wilbur felt so bad. He wished he didn't yell in the first place. " 'm sowwy." He mumbled into Wilbur's shirt.

His heart broke. "Why're you sorry? There's no need."

"B'cause me not weal boy. Me jus' a girl. Das why chu got mad mad a' Toms fow want fwat ches'. Toms still sowwy."

"Nonononno Toms, you're a boy. A boy to me, to your parents, and your friends. Your a boy to everyone. Now, why don't we go have a quiet day while your chest rests?"

Tommy nodded yes and made grabby hands towards Wilbur. He picked him up and looked for any little gear in sight. All he could find were a paci and a stuffed cow, but that was good enough. Tommy's eyes lit up when he saw the cow.

"Henwy! Henwy Henwy look it's Henwy!" He cheered. Wilbur was in awe and gave him Henry.

"Okay, let's get this binder off. Now, are you old enough to take it off?" Wilbur asked.

"Mhm! I tree! Which mean I do it me self!" He held up three fingers. Wilbur put Tommy down turned around while Tommy took off his binder, then put his shirt back on.

"Done!" Tommy said, and Wilbur turned around.

"Now Toms, let's go to the living room and have a nice relaxing day before nap time." Tommy grabbed Henry and let Wilbur take him to the living room.

:D

Didn't feel like writing much rn bc I'm tired. I might make my parents get me McDonald's again, but it'll take a lot of convincing.

Im on my bed and I heard something click. I think there's a monster under there.

Have a good day!

Word count: 600

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