《Tw's:》breakdown, meltdown, fighting, blood, mention on ambulance, crying, yelling, similar themes
[Clay's pov:]
I quickly brought techno into a hug, knowing how much physical touch was meant to him. Everyone else got out of the car, understanding the situation. I slowly hummed a tune while playing with his hair. (Platonic they are brothers guys, no incest😍). I slowly saw him breathe normally as his grip on my shirt lossened.
"Hey, techno, im so proud of you, okay? Can you tell me what got you so worked up?" I ask, still playing with his abnormally long pink hair.
"I-i dont know, i think it was the meltdown a-and then when dad called us boys... it's annoyed me for some reason.." He said, shakiness in his voice.
"Hm, well tech, would you like me to call you techno?" He nodded.
"I like that name a lot." I nodded and smiled.
"So if you are uncomfortable with being my brother...is it sister? Or just sibling?" I ask, and he thinks for a minute.
"Just sibling... I think.. and call me t-they if that's okay." I nodded and hugged them tightly.
"Thank you for telling me, Tech. cmon, everyone's setting up the tents." I smiled as we both got out of the car.
"Oh, tech?" They made a "hm" noise, "Can i tell dad?" They nodded as they walked off, and i grabbed dads arm. He looked confused and then smiled at me.
"Whats up?" He asks, curious.
"So, yknow tech?" He nods, and i continue, "h-they dont like being called a boy. They much prefer to be called your child and my sibling." I smiled as dad immediately grinned."Lemme go talk to them." He smiled, walking over to tech. Tech had a grin on their face by the end, so i guessed it went well.
(A/N SORRY IF I SAY HE/HIS WHEN TALKING ABOUT TECHNO, ITLL JUST BE OUT OF HABBIT YKNOW, TELL ME AND ILL CORRECT IT THO)
The tents looked really sick, and Mine and georges were connected to the trunk, so the trunk of the car was the beds as such. They had sheets and pillows covering it, and it looked awesome.
George was led down playing on his phone, and he looked tired, and i was so confused about how someone could still be tired.
"NO." I heard someone, presumably Tom yell from outside the tents. I sighed and slowly walked over to the scene and saw Will trying to talk to Tom, but Tom, not listening. He looked frustrated, and another feeling i couldn't understand. He flapped his hands by his side as he bit on his bottom lip as a way of concentration.
"What's happening, boys?" I ask the pair as Will looks tired and annoyed.
"Toms being a prick, he keeps making stupid fucking noises and i just want him to shut the fuck up." Will says as he kicks tom slightly before he walks off.
I sigh and crouch down slightly so i could be at toms level.
"What happened, bud?" I ask him, and he sniffles. He leans into my chest, clinging onto my top as i slowly pick him up, rocking him gently.
"It's okay, wanna go see george?" He nods as i slowly walk back to mine nad george tent. The tents were shared, Tom and Will shared, tubbo, phill, and kriten shared the largest tent, nick and techno had their own smaller ones.
I sat up on the trunk where george looked over, concerned.
I placed Tom down next to george as Tom immediately clung to him. I gave him a quick look, saying 'two seconds'. I quickly rushed off to dad.
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