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Skirts Are Cool (OatF Pt. 2)

CW: dysphoria mentions, slight panic attack?

Tubbo woke the next morning still nestled in between Tommy's arms. He barely stirred, only moving to readjust his head as Tubbo stretched his limbs. He let out a long sigh, adjusting to his more cave-like surroundings compared to his usual white walls and carpeted flooring.

"Heya Tubbo" Tommy grumbled as he rubbed his eyelids. Faint light from the main area poured into the bedroom, illuminating the red and white tee he'd fallen asleep in.

"Morning, Tommy" Tubbo smiled lovingly as he got up and noticed a tall, lanky figure blocking out some light in the doorway.

"Morning boys, I'm glad to see you're awake in time for the muffins Niki's making, but I'll leave you to it. Oh! And Fundy left two or three of his binders over the chair there." Wilbur pointed to the brown armchair in the corner where, sure enough, a couple of beige shirts sat slung over the back of the old leather.

"Thanks, I really appreciate it man."

As Wilbur left the room, Tubbo sifted through the gifts from Fundy, and noticed that most of them wouldn't do. One had an almost-hole, where the fabric was stretched so far it was about to break. Another was much too small. The third, however seemed to fit, so Tubbo undid his shirt and took off his bra, feeling comfortable enough around Tommy to do so, and stretched his head and his arms through the tight fitting fabric.

After slightly readjusting the binder, Tubbo looked down at his chest for the first time since putting it on. His chest was flat.

Holy shit.

He could have cried right then and there, standing next to the armchair while his best friend slept a few metres away. Fuck it, he did cry, and tears flowed down his freckled cheeks, turning his skin porcelain.

"You okay over there Tubbo?" Tommy had properly woken up now, and he'd seen Tubbo crying. He offered a small smile.

"Oh this is so good Tommy. You have no idea..."

"I'm glad you're happy mate. That's important." The blonde boy was being more heartfelt than usual, but maybe it was just seeing his best friend in such a vulnerable state that had brought out his more compassionate side.

"I- yeah... Thanks for being there"

"At the festival or in general?"

Tubbo pondered what he had meant by his thanks before settling on the most truthful answer.

"Both".

Tubbo buttoned his classic green shirt on, and Tommy smoothed out his t-shirt. They both made their way to where Niki called them over for breakfast, at the furnace next to the entrance to Techno's farm. Eret leaned against the wall and helped Niki when she struggled a little, and the young boys sat on the steps together.

"Hello Tubbo, hello Tommy" Niki greeted them as she pulled another batch of berry muffins from the stone compartment in front of her, and handed them to Eret.

"Mornin' Niki" Tommy replied.

The lack of two other significant parties confused Tubbo.

"Where's Fundy and Wilbur? Aren't they going to have breakfast with us?"

"Oh right, Fundy left early to run some errands, he'll be back later though and Wil-"

"Wilbur is sorting some things out with Schlatt." a visible look of confusion crossed Niki's face when Eret interrupted her, but they exchanged a quick look and everything seemed to make sense for Niki instantly. Both of the boys knew better than to ask, though it bugged them.