𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐫 - 𝐂𝐫𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬

†on the run♪

"well dont fucking answer it! i- did you turn your location off?? turn it off!" wilbur panics and almost drops tommys phone. Tommy grabs it in one hand and stumbles with it before he can get a good grip on it.

"should i just let it ring??"

Wil moves his hair out of his eyes and coughs into his fist. "i guess"

A few rings later it stops and tommy rushes to turn his location off. "I thought you were smarter than this," wilbur jokes light heartedly.

"ok, its off" tommy informs after a few minutes.

"she prolly already knows we're here" the brunette groans into his hands, his accent showing. "pft- 'prolly" tommy mocks, attempting wilbur's accent. "shut up prick" wil chuckles.

as tommy starts another sentence his phone starts ringing again, and its, of course, his mum.

"im gonna kill myself"

"tommy!" wilbur snaps. "dont joke about that"

"its not gonna be a joke if she keeps calling meee!" tommy whines. wilbur lets out a sigh, shutting his eyes.

"anyway, what if shes dead or something? and thats why shes calling?"

"if she was dead she wouldn't-" wilbur stops himself. "good night" he finishes, laying back down and turning his back to tommy. he'd had enough.

Tommy turned the ringer off and let his phone buzz until it hung up. His phone dinged with a new text from her. Tommy went onto her contacts and blocked her, along with making sure she, and his dad, had no way to find him.

"wilbur wake up" tommy said, laying on the bed staring at the ceiling.

"no"

Tommy groaned, and went onto his phone. After a few moments he brung it up to his ear. "hey, phil?"

"are you calling phil? seriously?"

"shut up wil. anyway, yeah, hi phil."

wilbur got up and walked to tommy's bed to see if Tommy was lying. he was. Wilbur hit him lightly.

"hey! your abusing me!"

Wilbur chuckled and started tickling Tommy's side. Tommy yet out a surprised yelp and laughed.

"stoppp!" he managed.

Tommy's phone fell to the floor. he tried to push wilbur off him but his attempts were futile.

Their laughter filled the room, and the atmosphere lit up.

Tom hit wilbur's forearm arm in attempt of escape, but wilbur ended up losing his balance, almost landing on the blonde.

"shit!" he wheezed. he grabbed Tommy's phone and tossed it on the other bed. Tommy rolled away from wilbur and sat up. "dickhead" he giggled. Wilbur returned a small chuckle. Wilbur quickly grabbed a pillow and threw it at Tommy.

"oh, its on"

Tommy grabbed the pillow wilbur threw at him and got off the bed. Wilbur grabbed another pillow and hit tommy with it whenever he got close enough. Tommy hit him back in the chest.

They swore at each other though their laughter, forgetting that there's other rooms beside them and that people could probably hear them.

Even if they did remember, they wouldn't care. Wilbur hit tommys head, making him fall onto the bed. "No!"

Wilbur playfully hits tommy with the pillow. "okay! okay! i surrender!" tommy pleads, his hands covering his face.

wilbur accepts his plead and gives him mercy. Wilbur throws the pillow onto his bed and flips him off.