TW for this chapter: General sickness, past self harm mention, past suicidal ideation mention, past death, past violence mention, past overdose attempt mention, past dissociation mention, death
Wilbur opened up the front door, looking out at his father. He had been sitting out there since Puffy had called saying Tommy was coming home.
Phil sat with his hands clammed together, putting his hands against them as he tried to keep himself shaking in the cold.
"You can go back inside, I can't wait for him out here." Wilbur said, glancing over to the area where the roof stop covering the patio. The rain was coming down in sheets at this point, like buckets of water being thrown out one after another.
"No, I told Puffy I would be out here for when he got here, I told her that." Phil said, his body still trying to shake.
"Phil, I got it. I promise Tommy will be alright and they can come straight inside." Wilbur tried to reason but again Phil shook his head.
"I told Tommy I would be here, so I'm going to be right here." Phil said firmly and Wilbur frowned at his very much cold and ill father who had woken up this morning feeling horrible. Even now his voice sounded scratchy.
"Why does it matter so much?" Wilbur asked and Phil looked over at him, his body giving into shaking.
"Do you remember when you first told me you wanted to kill yourself?" Phil asked suddenly and Wilbur paused.
"Yeah, it was the day after you found out about my self harm. I had gone into your office the previous night and I took off my flannel, showing you my self harm for the first time. You hugged me and then Techno joined in. I cried until I fell asleep in your arms standing up, so when I woke up the next morning I knew we had to talk about it." Wilbur recalled and Phil nodded through his shaking, hands still clammed together.
"And we did talk about it, and you looked me dead in the eyes and told me it was because you wanted to kill yourself. And I told you that it was going to be okay and we were gonna figure it out, but that I would be there for you." Phil reminded him and Wilbur paused.
"And you were there for me, you're still here for me." Wilbur said, staring down at the porch below his feet. Phil nodded again.
"Exactly, so when I told Tommy I would be here for him it's the same way I told you I would be here for you. I'm here for you both you, and Techno, and Tubbo and Ranboo. I'm here for Niki, Eret, Fundy, Yogurt, Karl, Quackity, Sapnap, Dream, George, Drista, Bad, Skeepy, and anyone else you guys believe are good enough to come through our front door." Phil says, jabbing towards the door with his thumb.
"Anyone else we believe are good enough to come through the front door?" Wilbur asked and Phil gave a short nod while he sniffed, using his sweater sleeve to rub at his nose.
"You guys have been through enough to know what people you believe are good for you, who you decide to be friends with because they're good people to be friends with. Tommy found Ranboo and Tubbo and we already knew that they were good people. You became friends with Niki and Eret and they're good people. Techno found Fundy and Dream and they're good people. Then they chose a few more who are good people and time after time this family has only grew with more good people. And I will never leave my family behind, so I am here for all of them just as much as I am for you."
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After pizza Tommy was ready to go back to the Watsons, not without a lot of reassurance from Puffy.
"He's not gonna kick you out or hate you. Like I said you need to have a conversation and work on your relationship instead of trying to push everyone away." Puffy reminded him as they drove down the street to Tommy's house.
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Fanfiction"Liam!" Tommy yelled, running forward out into the rain. He felt sick to his stomach and he felt like maybe he was dreaming, but Wilbur had just woken him up so he knew he wasn't dreaming. Techno stepped aside as Tommy ran up and hugged Liam tightly...
