Escape - Wilbur angst

Chapter 37 - Just a picture

I've been home the whole day, we had uhhhh studiedag??? Basically translates to studyday and it's where the teachers go on a further training thingy and the students stay home. I've been productive, but mostly been inside writing, listening to Crywank or working on a private project :)

TWs

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Techno entered the house around 17.45 and looked around the house. In front of him sat Phil on the sofa, and when he walked closer, he saw a sleeping Wilbur in his arms.

He let out a noise of awe and picked up his phone. Phil was awake and glared at his son when he stood before them, phone up and camera on.

Techno took a picture, adding it to favourites. "Blackmail." he stated with a grin. Phil rolled his eyes and scoffed, but the smile on his face said otherwise. Techno's face turned serious. "How is he?"

Phil sighed. "He's okay. I didn't tell you, but he relapsed yesterday. Haven't been sleeping properly for like- a week. We watched a movie and he fell asleep." he began. Techno frowned and furrowed his eyebrows; it was difficult seeing his brother like this.

A smile formed on Phil's face. "He uh, he called me dad before he passed out." he admitted. Techno's eyes lit up, this was good, really good.

"Really?" Phil nodded. Techno's heart healed a little, everything would be okay.

Phil grabbed a pillow and softly lifted Wilbur's head. He stood up and placed the pillow under him before slowly lowering his head onto it. He pulled the blanket over his son before grabbing the two cups and heading into the kitchen with Techno behind him.

Phil started preparing everything for dinner, they were having hamburgers, so it was mostly chopping stuff.

"How was it at Ranboo's?" he asked.

Techno shrugged. "It was good, we mostly just talked shit and drank Monster." he said. His father glanced at him. "You know how I feel about those drinks. There's better energy drinks than Monster."

Techno rolled his eyes. "Yeah, well I need that taurine." he joked. 

"Your body does that on its own." Phil said, it wasn't the first time they had this conversation, but since Phil didn't do anything to stop him it probably wasn't that bad. "Yeah yeah, not the worst I could be doing."

They continued chatting away, only stopping when a tired Wilbur walked in. He looked as though he was high, but if the two males had to guess the sleep probably had that effect. 

A grin formed on Techno's face, and he looked up at his father.

"So uh Wilbur..." he began. Phil glared at his oldest son. "Don't even..." he mumbled.

Wilbur looked confused and glanced between the two, though it was clear he avoided Phil's eyes. "What? What's wrong?" he whispered. Techno's grin grew even wider and he picked his phone up displaying the picture.

Whatever reaction they thought the boy would have it wasn't this. His cheeks tinted pink, but instead of attacking Techno he lowered his head. "I'm sorry..." he said. Phil looked at him with saddened eyes.

"I- I shouldn't have... I'm sorry..." it came out as a whisper. He was always scared of calling Phil 'dad' since when he did with his biological one it angered him. The adult approached him and he flinched away.

But Phil just pulled him into a careful hug, giving the other every opportunity to pull away. But when he melted into the hug Phil tightened the hug.

"Will, I'm happy about everything that happened. I'm so glad you're finally comfortable here." he explained, and Wilbur nodded softly. Though Phil could still feel the uncertainty in the other.

They pulled apart and Wilbur tried his best not to cry happy tears. But soon enough they started falling and he dried his eyes. But the soft smile on his face made the others hearts flutter.

Soon enough dinner was done and they all sat down, chatting happily about everything. It felt good for once, and everyone was happy.

I really don't know how to continue this man. If this ends up being only 650 words I'm sorry.

- Bread