a series of sbi oneshots

nightmares terrify me it's less terrifying with you

"Techno." The voice startled him. It was the early hours of the morning and Techno could see the soft morning light from the peak of his curtains. He was laying in his bed book open, trying to finish the pages before morning. He had gotten to the falling action where the main character, Betty, confessed her love to a stable boy.

"Techno." The voice was louder now, so he wasn't imagining things.

"Yes?" He called out uncertainly voice hoarse from hours of no use.

Was it Tommy? Wilbur? Phil?

Then he saw a flash of brown hair. "Neve-"

"Come in Wilbur."

After a moment his door opened. Wilbur looked disheveled, his brown curls were messy, and his eyes seemed swollen.

"Hi," he whispered, crossing one arm in front of his chest.

"Hi Wil," There was a beat of silence, uncomfortable silence, and Wilbur was still standing in the middle of the doorway. "You want to come and sit?" Techno questioned hesitantly, pointing to his bed.

It was getting a bit weird that Wilbur was just standing there. "Wil? You can come sit." Seeming to snap out of something, he nodded and sat on the edge of Techno's bed.

"I didn't mean sit literally, you can lay down you know." Techno huffed, making room for his little brother.

"Okay," he whispered in reply, tucking himself into Techno's undone covers.

"Are you okay?" Techno placed his bookmark into his book and turned his attention to Wilbur. Then to the clock, which read '3 am' in bright red letters. Wilbur's back was to him but Techno could still see the tense posture he had. Wilbur didn't answer.

"Wil-"

"Can you read to me?"

Techno paused, taken off guard by his brothers' question. He swallowed with furrowed brows then spoke, "Of course Wil. Do you want me to start over?"

Wilbur turned around to face Techno, "No, you can continue from where you left."

Had he been crying?

His voice cracked as he spoke and his eyes were red-rimmed. Techno flipped his book open again but paused before he began to read, "Are you alright?"

Brown eyes locked with his red ones, he nodded.

"Okay," Techno whispered, and he read. He read through the book, figuring out the stable boy was using Betty for greed, and that Carl, Betty's husband, cheated on her as well.

Throughout the story, Wilbur seems to scoot closer to Techno until his head was rested on his shoulder, his brown hair tickling his neck.

Only when Techno finished the book did he look at Wilbur again. His eyes were half lids as he made an effort to try and not fall asleep.

Techno placed his book on his dresser and switched the lamp off. "Go to sleep Wil, I'm here."

He looped his arm around Wilbur's shoulder and rested his head on his pillow. That was all the confirmation Wilbur needed, he was out like a light.

So was Techno.

When TechnoBlade woke up the first thing he realized was that he was cold. The second thing he realized was Wilbur was gone. Techno sprang up from his bed, and almost yelled when he saw Wilbur on the ground.

The fuck? He thought, staring at his brother's weird sleeping state. Techno's eyes widened, he was having a nightmare. Wilbur's brows were wrinkled and he was frowning. Every few seconds he would whisper a hoarse 'no' or flinch.

"Wilbur," Techno whispered shaking him.

Wilbur twitched.

"Come on Wil, wake up." Techno was shaking him roughly now, panic evident in his tone.

Wilbur gasped and his eyes flung open. "Tech?" He whispered blinking rapidly.

"Yes, Wil it's me."

"Tell me something you know about me." Wilbur seemed panicked, his eyes kept glazing over, and he was trembling.

Tech I was confused, what was he doing? "Wil, you had a-"

"Just do it Techno!"

Techno's eyes brows furrowed as he thought, "You never flush the toilet at night because you don't wanna wake up dad."

Wilbur squeezed his eyes closed, "Thank god."

"What happened Wil?"

"Please Tech," Techno looked at his brother, he was soaked with sweat and tears were pooling in his eyes. "Tell me memories of us."

"Wil-"

"Just please!" He begged, voice raw and desperate. Techno hummed, "Alright I will, but let's get you back in the bed first."

"Am I on the floor?"

Techno laughed, grabbing his brother by the shoulders and dragging him up on the bed. "Yes, I have no clue how you got there."

Techno pulled the covers over his brother before he slid back into bed. He turned to face Wilbur who was already staring at him, brown eyes filled with hints of uncertainty. His eyes had dark circles, it's clear neither slept much.

"I remember when we were five, you smacked dad in the balls with a stick."

Techno was startled by Wilbur's laugh, it was loud and breathy, making him grin. "I had a 'Thomas The Train' shirt on."

Techno huffed, "That's like my first core memory."

"What about when you accidentally punched dad at 3 in the morning." Wilbur snorted, a smile pulling at his lips.

"Wilbur, I thought someone was breaking into our house." Techno was cut off by a snort from his brother, "He scared the shit outta me."

"Yeah, you scared him to Tech."

"I imagine," he grunted, "I broke his nose."

Wilbur gasped, "You fucking did?"

"Dad never told you?"

"No, he never fucking told me. How the hell did he manage to hide that?"

Techno yawned, "He probably didn't tell you because it was the month you first came here. He didn't wanna scare you."

"Oh," Wilbur muttered, "that was probably a good thing."

"Yeah."

The room was filled with comfortable silence.

"Goodnight Tech,"

"Night Wil,"

The two went to bed in the early hours of the morning, minds fuzzy from the reminder of childhood.