Tommyinnit Oneshots (With SBI) (Book 2)

I Miss You (Tommy and Tubbo)(4/5)

This is a part four to a story I wrote in the last book.

Tubbo POV

"What do you mean he was drunk?!" Tubbo jumped at the voice, holding his phone away from his ear. Groaning, he knew he should have expected how angry Wilbur would be. He hadn't wanted to contact the older, but he didn't know what else to do.

Tubbo sighed, "Yeah, it was a nightmare trying to get the bottle away from him." He ran a hand through his hair, knowing this was all his fault. "I really... I didn't think this could happen."

"You couldn't have known Tubs. I doubt any of us could have expected something like this." Wilbur's voice was reassuring. 

"This is all my fault Wil..."

"Tubbo-"

"It is! If I would have just texted him! All of this could have been avoided! He wouldn't have gotten so low... I could have helped him..." His voice trailed off, full of regret. "Wilbur, what do I do? I don't even think he wants to talk to me..."

Wilbur paused, "Where is Tommy right now?"

Tubbo's eyes drifted towards the door of his bedroom. He could only assume the teen was sleeping on the couch, still attempting to sleep off his major headache. "Sleeping probably."

"Alright, I'm on my way-"

"NO!" Tubbo shouted. That was the worst case scenario, one that he didn't want to live through. "Tommy will literally kill me if he finds out I told you... And if the others found out... He'll hate me Wilbur."

"You guys need me." Wilbur argued, clearly wanting to fulfill the protective brother role. He had always tried to look out for them, even when he wasn't there. And Tubbo appreciated that, truly he did. But there were some things that even Wilbur couldn't fix.

"I can look after both of us, Wil." Tubbo replied, beginning to pace. "Maybe you can come by soon but-" He took a deep breath, "Not now."

"You cannot expect me to just sit here and worry!" Wilbur exclaimed. Tubbo could hear the sound of keys and footsteps echoing from his side. 

Desperation caught wind, as he pleaded, "Please Wilbur."

The brunette came to a halt at the emotion in his voice. He seemed to be thinking, going through every option he had. But the silence was cut short by another voice. "Who are you talking to, Wil?" 

Tubbo froze at Phil's voice. If Phil found out, he was dead. The boy held his breath as he waited for Wilbur's response.

"Tubbo."

There was a shift in noise, as the sounds of the room could he heard. "Hey mate!" the blonde greeted warmly. He was on speaker, Tubbo quickly concluded.

"H-hey Phil." Tubbo stammered, cursing under his breath. He knew Phil would be able to sense something was off. Curse him and his dad sense, he thought. 

"Everything alright Tubs?" Phil questioned, probably exchanging a concerning look with Wilbur.

"Of course! Wh-why wouldn't it be?"

"Wil, what-"

But Wilbur cut him off, "Tubbo was actually saying he wanted to hangout soon." Tubbo could tell from his tone that it was taking all of his willpower to lie. "He offered his house, but I figured it might be better if he stays with us."

Phil grinned, "Of course! I would love that! Can't remember the last time the four of us hung out together."

"Five of us." Tubbo piped out. He couldn't forget Tommy, not again.

"Oh, is Tommy there with you?" he asked.

"He... uh, he's sleeping. He had a long night." the brunette was about ready to smack his head into a wall. Could he be even more obvious? He could have said anything. Why on earth would he say he had a long night! Now Phil was going to ask!

But thankfully, Phil didn't share his thoughts. "Too much Minecraft I imagine." the man laughed with a knowing smile. "I told Wilbur and Techno to go to bed early last night! I figured you two would get the memo."

Tubbo's heart pounded, he had never wanted to end a call so badly in his life. "Yeah, we played super late last night! I thought Wilbur was going to kill us for not going to bed," he laughed half heartily. One more lie, he prayed. Just one more.

"Yeah, those two don't listen at all." Tubbo could practically see him rolling his eyes. He knew how much Wilbur hated lying. He needed to end the call before he had to lie again.

"Anyways I should probably go wake Tommy up! To eat food, because food is very important!" Tubbo mentally smacked himself in the face.

"Text me Tubs." Wilbur threatened. "Or I'll be on my way."

"Bye!" Tubbo shouted, ending the call. He sat down, immediately leaning back. That was too close... He could only hope that Wilbur would keep Phil from knowing. Tubbo trusted him, but he couldn't help but worry.

A groan took him out of his trance. Shakily getting his feet, he bottled his worry up. He needed to make sure Tommy was okay. He slowly opened the door and stepped into the hallway. Peeking around the wall, he immediately met eyes with Tommy.

He had never seen so much anger in those blue eyes before.

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This was done by request!

I'll probably do at least one more part!

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-Snowy