tubbo angst.

4am

"I have too many d*mn thoughts! I hate this! I hate myself!-"

"HEY! DONT THINK LIKE THAT!" Wilbur said, cutting him off.
"Tubbo why can't you sleep, what do you think about?"

Tommy joined the call.

"Hey Wil, hey Tubs! Why are you f*ckers up at 6am this early?" He said, sounding fully awake.

"Tubbo hasn't slept."

Tommy got up.

"What?" He said strictly.
"Tubbo?"

"I-I.."

"Tubbo." Tommy said angrily.

"I'm sorry! I'm s-sorry!"
"I- I just keep on thinking of s*it!"

"Like what.?" Tommy said still angry.

"L-like things."

"LIKE WHAT?!?" Wilbur said, sounding like Tommy.

Tubbo was scared.

"I- It's just about things! It's nothing b-bad.."

They knew it was something bad.
Obviously.

"IF YOU DONT TELL US ILL F*CKING MAKE Y-"

"FINE THEN! I THINK ABOUT EVERY SINGLE BAD THING ABOUT ME, HOW WAS THAT HUH?"

Tubbo yelled as he immediately regretted.

It was silent.

"W-what..?"

"Why would it matter anyways? It's nothing." Tubbo said, crying while he spoke.

"It's nothing?" Wilbur said strictly.
"ITS F*CKINF NOTHING?" He yelled louder.

"TUBBO YOU ARE A 17 YEAR OLD BOY THAT EVERYBODY THINKS IS HAPPY ALL THE TIME, OF COURSE ITS SOMETHING!" Wilbur shouted.

Tubbo sobbed.

"I'm sorry."

"Its not your fault!" Tommy yelled.

Wilbur left the call.
Tommy left the call.

Tubbo smiled as he left.

"Knew it." He cried and buried himself in his legs.

THE NEXT WEEK

He continued doing it,
Not sleeping.

There's a knock on the door.

"Who the f*ck would that be...?" Tubbo said tiredly.

He got up weakly as he walked to the door.
It was Wilbur and Tommy.

Wait..

"WILBUR AND TOMMY?!?"

Tubbo opened the door as he was shaking and had a nervous and scared face.

Tommy grabbed tubbos arm and without speaking took him outside as Wilbur closed the door.

Tommy hugged him and Wilbur went in front of him.

"You look so d*mn tired..." Wilbur said as Tommy let go and stood next to Wilbur.

Tubbo looked at the ground nervously.

Wilbur grabbed tubbos hand.

"W-what?" Tubbo said trying to sound angry. He was way to weak to.

"Tubbo your way too tired.."

Tubbo yawned.

"N-no.." he almost fell as his eyes got droopy.

He hated the feeling.

"TUBBO!" Tommy yelled as he rushed over.

Wilbur grabbed tubbos arm and led him to a bench.

They all sat down.

Tubbo was in the middle.

"You need to sleep." Wilbur said strictly as he moved tubbos head onto Wilburs shoulder. (NOT SHIPPING ITS JUST A WHOLESOME MOMENT!)

Tubbo yawned again.

"I-I'm-"

"Don't say your not tired, we know you are!" Tommy said upsetly.

Tubbo sobbed a little as he wiped his tears.

"Please, Tubbo! We care about you, please sleep! Please!" Wilbur said as Tommy nodded.

Tubbo sobbed as he looked at Wilbur and Tommy's teary eyes.

Tubbo closed his eyes and smiled.

"T-thank you..." he said as his voice faded.

Wilbur giggled as he sniffed due to his tears.
He pat tubbos head and looked at Tommy who was smiling.

Tommy held tubbos hand as he slept with Tubbo. (NOT A SHIP, ONCE AGAIN!)

Wilbur watched the two as they slept.

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pog..?

welp bye friends!

Why have I been feeling more and more hateful towards myself? 😀

Welp who cares-

ANYWAYS SEE YOU BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE LATER! <3