Mcyt / Dsmp LGBTQ+ Oneshots (Request Open)

Nonbinary Tommy + Wilbur

Request by httpsIuca

Tommy was hardly awake when he already felt like something is off. He couldn't quit tell what it is, but surely he's just sick right? It's not like he has a very good immune system and he also isn't very sporty either.

After having a good breakfast he decided it would be time to call Wilbur because why not right? They're best friends after all and basically call everyday. Without second thought he called Wilbur over phone, it rang two time before a slightly panicked Wilbur picked up. "Tommy is everything okay? " "uhh yes big man, just didn't felt like going back to my PC" "Jesus toms, you always scare me when you call me on my phone"

They joked and talked for a while before Wilbur excused himself to get some work done and edit some videos and soon Tommy was once again alone with his thoughts and the uncomfy wrong feeling.

And something still feels off. But he's not sick isn't he? His nose isn't runy and he just had breakfast without feeling nauseous either. Slowly he made his way to his bedroom, not bothering to close the door as he's home alone all day anyway.

His gaze wandered to the mirror standing by his wall, and while he looked like always with his blond hair, blue eyes and skinny frame something looked wrong. He turned to the side. Flat. Skinny arms, short hair. He looked like a boy, but that's what he is isn't he?

He sat down crossed legs, now he felt something. Like a dull pain but he couldn't quit tell where it came from, maybe he's just being over dramatic. Everybody has a bad day sometimes right?

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He felt of for weeks now and he's sure, it's not just a bad day anymore. With the time he started to ignore the messages and calls from the dream smp and after that even Wilbur's. At first he still called everyday multiple times but after days of ignorance even those stopped. He didn't even knew why he ignored everyone.

The last days he has spend in bed only, he still his room left for water, food and the bathroom sometimes. His parents think he's working.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Must be the mailman, he can't remember purchasing anything, maybe his parents did? He threw over a hoodie, put on some pants and made his way to the front door.

As soon as he opened it he was picked up and pulled in a hug by a certain someone. "Thank god you're alive, I was so worried Tommy" thight arms pulling him even closer to the warm body "I'm sorry Wilby" the tears came fast. Soon Wilbur felt a wet spot forming on his favourite sweater.

Carefully without dropping Tommy he closed the door, before carrying Tommy up to his room. After asking he sat him down, taking place right next to him. "Do you want to tell me what's wrong?" "That's the problem Wil, I don't know what's wrong"

"Well I'm sure we can figure it out, I'll help you with it. Does it has to do with yourself?" Immediately Tommy felt sorry for making Wilbur worry so much. "Yeah it is about me, I just feel so wrong." Wilbur seemed to think for a second before he spoke again. "Well, maybe you are a girl if you say it like that?"

"What? No, I'm not a girl Wilbur!" Or is he? He thought for a second. "Tommy there's nothing wrong with being trans, I'd fully support you-" "-but that does feel just as wrong Wilby"

Softly Wilbur pulled him in a hug "well maybe non binary is the term you're looking for kid" he pressed a kiss to their forehead. "It's okay to be Trans, I am too and by the look you just gave me I can tell how good that feels right now Toms."

Once again the tears came. "Can I use they/them pronouns then?" Wilbur nodded before hugging them tight. "Everything will be okay now. You'll be okay, you're my best friend after all, my sinbling." They hugged back Wilbur even more tight. "I support you too big dubs."