Mcyt Oneshots

It's Gonna Be Okay (Tommy)

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Sensory overload

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"Helloooo chat! How are we today?" Tommy said turning from side to side in his chair while popping open a fresh can of coke(not the drug). 

The chat was filled with 'Good, Awesome!, Okay, How are you?, wby?' Tommy smiled at this though not commenting 

"Today we're gonna be playing some Among Us with the gaaaaang, the squad! My broooooos!" He smiled at the chat's reactions, asking who, and spamming impasta and pog. Tommy undefended just to hear everyone in the call yelling at each other. He flinched slightly at all the noise, it was a bit overwhelming. But he could handle it for now- if it got too much he could always say he was going to the bathroom.

"Everyone shut up!" a voice rose above the rest, of course, it was Wilbur "We're gonna be starting. Tommy and Sapnap, JOIN THE DAMN LOBBY!" Everyone else chuckled at this while an angry 'Language' came from Bad. Tommy inserted the code appearing in the lobby with everyone else. Sapnap joined soon after. 

The first round began with Tommy being a crewmate. Walking around the ship he fixed wires in the cafeteria before heading for electrical. There was George standing over Philza's dead character. He tried to report but George did before him. 

"IT WAS TOMMY I SAW HIM KILL PHILZA IN ELECTRICAL!" George immediately shouted to which Tommy clutched his head slightly his ears ringing. He heard others discussing this and asking for his input but he ignored it still clutching his head. 

The meeting ended and Tommy looked up to see that George had been voted off.

"I- I wasn't voted off?" Tommy stuttered slightly blinking confusedly.

"Nope, I saw that you had just walked into electrical so you didn't have time to kill," Someone responded, that was Dream. 

"Oh... thanks," Tommy looked back at the stream for a moment seeing that the chat was worried for him "I'm gonna go to the bathroom- so just- don't kill me," he said before muting up and exiting the room. He instead of going to the bathroom proceeded to sit down against the door. He hadn't grabbed his phone but he heard it going off even from the other side of the door. 

This was fine.

He was fine.

He just needed to go back in there.

Tommy just needed to keep pretending.

Walking back into the room he smiled greeting his stream before beginning to move again in-game acting as nothing had happened before. They played a few more games of Among Us before everyone kind of ended their stream at the same time.

Bad, George, Sapnap, Niki, and Phil said their goodnights, leaving Dream, Wilbur, Tommy, and Tubbo in the call. They just chatted for a bit before Tubbo and Dream said goodnight as well.

Wilbur and Tommy sat silently in the call for a bit before Wilbur began speaking again.

"Toms, what happened in the first round?" The older boy asked, Tommy, tensed up at the question "You were like clutching your head- I'm worried..."

"Stream sniping ey Wilbur? Not very pog big man," Tommy laughed but stopped before realizing that Wilbur wasn't laughing "It's nothing, George was just a bit loud."

"Tommy..." Wilbur's voice seemed sad "You can tell me anything you know that?" Tommy sighed at this before speaking.

"Fine... but- I want to be on a separate call," Tommy said opening his phone. Wilbur hummed in agreement and a call notification popped up on his phone. Answering, Tommy left the discord call.

"Now can you tell me?" Wilbur's voice was quiet and comforting. It was a nice contrast to the rest of the night.

"I just... everything has been so fucking loud today..." Tommy said tears for some reason streaming down his cheeks "I-I just wanted t-to pretend everything was normal- b-but these stupid kids at s-school were teasing me for being a t-twitch streaming..." Tommy hated that he was stuttering but he couldn't stop the words and tears that now spilled out of his mouth and poured down his cheeks "It's just all too much right now..." he whispered that part. So far Wilbur had been quiet on the other line, just letting him talk.

"It gets better, alright?" Wilbur's voice echoed from the other side "It gets better, you just have to wait- and be patient." His voice was soothing, and Tommy believed his words. They talked for a little longer, Wilbur assuring him that it was gonna be okay- and for once, Tommy believed him.

It was gonna be okay