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Summary:

Tommy hadn’t been meaning to ignore Wilbur, really, he had just been really busy.

So busy in fact, that for the past two weeks Tommy had just barely been able to chat to Wilbur for mostly five minutes.

His schedule was just so packed with vlogs, editing, streaming, traveling and people visiting Britain, that he just didn’t have time to think about anything else!

OR: Tommy gets busy and accidently distances from Wilbur for two weeks and the man doesn't like that.

Notes:

AND ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST!

I have finished another fic that has been planned for quite a while but one that I haven't had time to do because of all the other fics and everything!

But I do have a couple more to come, and by the time that the current last one will come out, i will probably have another five or so fics in my waiting room again.

(See the end of the work for more notes.)

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Tommy hadn’t been meaning to ignore Wilbur, really, he had just been really busy.

So busy in fact, that for the past two weeks Tommy had just barely been able to chat to Wilbur for mostly five minutes.

His schedule was just so packed with vlogs, editing, streaming, traveling and people visiting Britain, that he just didn’t have time to think about anything else!

There was once a single time where Tommy managed to talk to Wilbur for over an hour but that was on a stream, where all the Sleepy Bois had been.

And Tommy was so excited to finally have Techno on his stream that he completely missed the dark and tired look Wilbur wore.

Listen, You might get the impression that Tommy is an asshole, but seriously, the poor boy barely had time to take care of himself with basic necessities such as eating and sleeping, he just didn’t have time!

So when Tommy’s schedule was finally free, he collapsed into bed and slept for 25 hours straight, what a legend.

But when he woke up, his phone was bombarded with questions from multiple people on where he was.

Tommy quickly answered all of them, telling people that he was just tired and insanting fell into a slumber without realising.

Wilbur was the one who asked the most questions, of course he did, Tommy was his little brother for a reason, and going unheard for an entire day was concerning.

Tommy quickly erased any worry from the older male, and told him that he’s sorry for not being able to talk for quite a while since he was busy.

Wilbur didn’t answer for the longest time and Tommy was starting to worry that he had somehow upset the man.

But that thought was quickly washed away when Wilbur sent a message.

Wilbur Soot Today at 18:35
Why don’t you come over for a couple of days for my acceptance?

Obviously Tommy agreed, he wasn’t an idiot to deny a hangout session, so he quickly replied and started to pack a bag for staying over.

When packing, Tommy added a couple of gifts that he got from a couple different places in Europe for Wilbur.

He hoped the man would like them since Tommy loved them and would’ve kept for himself if the brunette didn’t exist.

So he finished packing and quickly made his way over to Wilburs apartment that was ten minutes away from where he lived.

When Tommy arrived, he didn’t even need to knock because the door flew wide open and Wilbur scooped Tommy up into a giant hug.

“Hey man.. Wanna take this to the sofa?” Tommy breathed out quietly into Wilburs soft grey sweater, he only shrugged and shuffled over- not letting Tommy go- and closed the door.

Then he let Tommy go for a little so the boy could take off his shoes and hang his bag onto one of the hooks.

And quickly, Wilbur went back to locking Tommy between his arms while placing both of them down onto the sofa.

Nobody said anything, gods know that both of them hadn’t had much affection these weeks.

But after about fifteen minutes of cuddling, Tommy’s phone interrupted them both.

When checking, Tommy realised it was Tubbo who wanted to stream together, but before Tommy could write back a reply, Wilbur yanked the phone out of his hands.

“Hey-” Tommy was going to protest but was shut down by the look Wilbur gave him.

So instead Tommy sat quietly while Wilbur typed something out and then powered off his phone, then he grabbed Tommy and pulled him onto his lap, enveloping him in a tight hug.

“I am never going to let go of you ever again..” He whispered, tightening his grip more and more, “you will never need to worry about anything ever again, you would like that, wouldn’t you, sunshine?”

He began pressing kisses into the golden curls that belonged to the younger.

“I- but Wil-” Tommy was shut down by Wilbur shushing him, “You were so nice and quiet, let's keep it that way for now.”

Tommy was starting to get slightly creeped out by the way Wilbur was acting, did something bad happen while Tommy was away?

“Are you feeling okay Wilbs?” Tommy mumbled, sinking backwards more into the brunette's chest, Wilbur only hummed, not actually giving an answer.

Tommy frowned and bit his cheek, he knew he messed up slightly but maybe Wilbur was just feeling tired and wasn’t really comprehending what was happening.

“Maybe we should go to bed, it seems like both of us need some rest.” Tommy joked, hoping to get some kind of positive response.

And he did! Kind of..

Wilbur just huffed and got up, shifting his arms so he could be carrying Tommy bridal style, this caught the boy off guard and he quickly wrapped his arms around Wilbur to make sure he didn't fall.

He missed the small dark smile that crossed Wilburs face.

Eventually Wilbur let Tommy fall onto his bed and started rummaging through his closet, throwing things to Tommy like a yellow sweater and black sweatpants.

Then nodding his head over to the bathroom, letting Tommy to change in peace and then sitting back down on the bed, waiting for Tommy.

And when the boy did come out, Wilbur smiled and motioned him to lay beside Wilbur.

It was dark, the lights were off and the curtains were closed, Tommy lay beside Wilbur in the bed and the devil on the elders shoulder was finally calm.

Something in Wilburs stomach grew, a tiny, possessive feeling, a feeling that Wilbur will truly never let go of his darling boy, never let him be so tired.

It wasn’t too big since Tommy was beside him, Tommy was sleeping right there, pressed against his chest, Tommy was in Wilburs oversized clothes that made him look oh so small.

And maybe the moral thing was to talk to Tommy about being more sensible, maybe he shouldn’t keep Tommy all to himself since both of them were streamers.

But Wilbur was a selfish man.

Notes:

I have been reading through some of my old stories and have decided that I wanted to rewrite one of my favourites.

I'm not sure when I want to do it but I know that it will be one of these weeks, maybe next week.

Idk, still thinking, we'll get there when we get there. :D