-ˏˋ♥̩͙♥̩̩̥͙♥̩̥̩ ⑅"Shhhhhhh." Tommy felt a few tears fall down his own face, his cheeks heating up from the blood rushing to his head despite the cold chilly night. He ran his fingers through Tubbo's hair, his hands briefly crossing his horns as he soothingly rubbed the other's head. "It's okay. I'm here. I'm alive. I don't blame you." Tubbo was hiccupping and stuttering, but it was more than just the wine. "You... you were- hic- you were s-s- sup- supposed to be the f- flower boy." ⑅ ♥̩̥̩♥̩̩̥͙♥̩͙ˊˎ I promise promise PROMISE this is Shroud and Tommyinnit fluff of Tommy adopting and being a father but I can't seem to not write angst no matter what I try omg and the title was from the angst soooooooooo -ˏ͛⑅ ‧̥̥͙‧̥̥ ̥ ̮ ̥ ⊹ ‧̫ Credit to the artist ‧ ⊹ ̥ ̮ ̥ ‧̥̥‧̥̥͙ ⑅ˏ͛- https://mobile.twitter.com/oliversonder/status/1356371133252120577?s=12All Rights Reserved