Crimeboys [dsmp au]

chapter six

As Wilbur headed upstairs, Phil approached Tommy with concern etched in his face.

"Tommy, something seems off. Did you notice anything unusual about Wilbur?"

Tommy then hesitated before saying,

"I have a whole list." Tommy then explained the strange encounter and the unexpected encounter earlier. Phil's expression grew more serious. 

"I'm going to go check on him." Phil said before climbing to stairs to Wilbur's room. Phil gently knocked on Wilbur's door, Wilbur answered with a forced smile.

"Hey what's up?" Wilbur answered.

Phil cut straight to the point, 

"What happened with you and that other boy?"

Wilbur sighed his demeanor shifted,

"Look it's nothing, just some stupid stuff between me and Tommy. Did he put you up to this?"

Wilbur motioned to Tommy who was standing near the door of his own room.

"Look Will, I wanna know what really happened. You can barely stand right now." Phil already had an idea about what had happened with the boy after school but his Wilbur would never do that right?

"Please Phil, it's been a long day-" Wilbur began to close the door. Phil was about to give up. 

"Good night Will, I love you." Phil said to the boy. Phil said this as a last resort. He needed Wilbur to talk to him more, to have him be like he was when he was a child and share every last detail. But yet, Wilbur bit his lip before closing the door fully. 

Guilt clenched his stomach. Wilbur felt like crying but oh how sleep called out to him. He was damn tired. Wilbur fell to the ground after sliding down the door. Wilbur now sat with his back against the door. Phil stood almost directly behind him. They were separated by the door. 

"What the hell." Phil cursed. Phil and Tommy locked eyes. Tommy gave him a look of dismay and Phil responded with a frown. Confusion painted both of the two's face. 

Little did he know Wilbur could hear him say that. Wilbur curled up in a ball trying to forget everything that had happen. Wilbur's eyes became heavy and he eventually fell asleep, his back still against the door.

Tommy followed Phil. 

"Where are you going?" Tommy asked.

"To bed." Phil replied. 

"What!? You're not gonna punish him?" Tommy said shocked. 

"Tommy please- give him a break. He's probably just stressed." Phil didn't believe his own words but he needed to calm Tommy down or he would have two sons acting out. 

Tommy curled his hand into a fist before exhaling slowly.

"Okay, sorry Phil. Good night." Tommy smiled. 

"Goodnight Tom."