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The day had been like any other. Tommy, a junior in high school, and Wilbur, his senior best friend. Still, it was an ordinary day of school work, lunch, then more school work until the clock hit 4 pm. Then, he would head home and play Minecraft until the late hours of the day.
Nothing had changed, except that it did.
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Lunch had been uneventful, except that when he was chatting with his mates, they brought up Wilbur.
“He hasn't gotten with another chick yet, eh?” Eryn said. Tommy shrugged. He never tried to meddle in people’s love lives much. Gossip was never something he took part in unless it was about him.
“Well, that’s his business, innit?” Tommy replied. Tubbo snickered, then spoke.
“You
are
his best friend. Other than Techno, though.” Tommy scoffed. Wilbur had so many other friends; Tommy couldn’t be his only best friend.
“Of course, I’m his best friend. I know everything about him! His favorite food, drink, activities, games; his
hobbies
, I know everything.”
“Yeah, sure. What about his
type
?” Questioned Freddie. Ranboo just took a sip from his water bottle, butting out entirely. The man had never been one for gossip or drama.
What Tommy knew about Wilbur was that he had a thing for blonde hair. The only girl he had ever dated since he knew him was Nihachu, or Niki. She had bleached her hair once, and Wilbur had immediately asked her out days after. They went on for around 3 months before Niki cut it off, telling people that Wilbur had begun to grow distant from her. Her hair was also dyed pink when they broke up.
“Will most likely likes blondes. He likes them outgoing and confident, someone who knows their worth. He liked someone independent. Niki fit that description quite well until she dyed her hair,
again
.” Tommy explained. It was an unstable theory, but plausible.
Eryn and Freddie nodded while Tubbo just sat eating chips absentmindedly from his bag.
“Actually, that sounds just like you,” Tubbo said. Tommy flushed a slight pink, and waved his hand in the air. “No way, you’re talking stupid.”
Ranboo looked slightly amused, as well as the other two, so Tommy changed the topic to something more fun, like his Minecraft world and getting equipment to start streaming. They moved on quickly as well, and they just chatted away until the bell rang.
Tommy loved his friends.
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Tommy and Wilbur were walking to his house one day to help Tommy study for his midterms and have a sleepover afterward. Their shoulders brushed against each other occasionally and Tommy didn’t pay any kind to it, but he could feel Wilbur become fidgety.
Tommy brushed it off as excitement to hang out.
Once they got inside, he asked his mum to whip something up for them, and in return he’d do the dishes for the week. She happily agreed.
Tommy shut the door behind him when they got to the bedroom, Wilbur had become a bit frantic in his motions, but Tommy didn’t mind. Maybe he’s been aching to unwind and relax, you never know with Wilbur. He always kept his feelings under wraps.
Tommy pulled out his notebook as Wilbur got up to rummage through Tommy’s closet, finding his spare pajamas he made Tommy take home. He slept over sometimes.
Wilbur put them back where they were then walked over to where Tommy was sitting on the floor, leaning forward and legs crossed.
It was pretty funny to see Wilbur thinking hard when they began studying. He kind of stuck his tongue out when focusing, but Tommy sometimes did the same. They spent hours at Tommy’s desk, Wilbur hunched over his shoulder. Tommy just couldn’t help but stare at Wilbur, realizing that the man was actually quite handsome. His jaw was nicely sculpted, and his shoulders were broad, but not too prominent.
Y’know, it seemed weird. Wilbur was always do touchy with Tommy. He was so affectionate through simple touches and strokes along his arms. It always made Tommy shudder, and Wilbur just laughed. And, if you really thought about it, if you
squinted
, Tommy fitted perfectly with Wilbur’s type of girl-
Tommy shook his head, making Wilbur raise
an eyebrow, but Tommy just brushed it off. Wilbur shrugged, going back to his bag, and grabbing a pack of cigarettes.
“You want one, Toms?” Wilbur asked. Tommy shook his head. “Suit yourself,” and Wilbur opened his window, a cigarette in his mouth, bringing a lighter to his smoke and lighting it. He just puffed it out, and some.of the smell resided in his room. He just hoped his mum wouldn’t barge in.
“Actually, Will, move aside.” Wilbur was about to ask what Tommy was doing as he moved aside, but then Tommy put his feet on his windowsill.
Tommy climbed from his window to the roof of his house, leaning down to offer a hand to Wilbur. Wilbur hesitantly took it, getting startled when he was hoisted up roughly. He landed softly though. Better to not make much noise when his mum was asleep.
They settled down on the roof’s shingled surface, Wilbur taking another drag from his cig. Tommy thought that now was a good time to test his theory.
Knowing what he knew about Wilbur’s relationship with Niki was that he liked blondes. So, Tommy was sure of his theory. He just didn’t know how he felt towards Wilbur.
Sure, he and Wilbur had known each other since they were little, but he had never seen him as more than a brother. Now, he wasn’t so sure of it as they were on this rooftop, the only thing filling the air was the other’s soft breaths. As Tommy stared into the sky, watching the stars sparkle. Tommy took a deep breath as Wilbur blew out smoke.
“So, what about that girl that asked you out the other day?” Tommy questioned.
Wilbur pondered briefly before stating, “Nah, she wasn’t it.”
“Well, when are you going back to dating?” Tommy knew he couldn’t make it seem as if he was prying too much. He had to be vague if he wanted to test his theory.
“Well, Techno was asking if I was ever going to date another girl. I told him no, seeing as I was together with Niki for a while-”
“Is it me that you like, Wilbur?”
He could hear a hitched breath and turned to face Wilbur, wanting to see the older’s face. He didn’t expect what he had turned to face.
Wilbur’s cheeks were flushed a bright shade of red, and all Tommy could think of was,
what a beautiful expression
. He reached out to Wilbur in the heat of the moment, caressing his cheek as his gaze softened on him. He pulled the older down towards him, connecting their lips. The room was filled with silence as they parted, the quickness of it making it seem as if it never happened. It was Tommy’s turn to blush as Wilbur’s eyes shot open, watching as the younger covered his lower face with his hand. His ears were also flushed, and he looked away from Wilbur.
Wilbur then gripped Tommy’s shoulders, going in for another kiss. All Tommy could do was lean into it as they closed off the outside world; the only thing in their little bubble was them. Tommy ran his hands across Wilbur’s waist and hips, earning little shivers from the older. Tommy could feel Wilbur’s hands begin to explore his hair, his fingers curling around his locks. The cold night air whispered against their bodies, and the only heat fighting against the wind was their lips and hands running along each others bodies, when all of a sudden:
“DID YOU DICKHEADS JUST START MAKING OUT?” questioned a voice. Tommy and Wilbur pulled back, their hands still against each other. When they turned towards the voice, they found Jack Manifold, another senior and a friend of theirs, leaning out of his window from his room on the second floor of a neighboring house. They both blushed and scrambled to remove themselves from each other, but Jack yelled back, “Nah, dont even try to hide it. I knew you lot were gay! Wilbur didn’t even seem that interested in Niki anyways. AND YOU KEEP BRINGING UP WILBUR EVERY FUCKIN’ TIME WE SPEAK, TOMMY!”
Getting called out from across Tommy’s backyard was even more awkward than Jack confronting them during school. It was like he was announcing it to the whole neighborhood. Tommy then saw another window open, and Phil, their homeroom teacher, opened his window. It seemed to be his office as he pushed the curtains aside.
“Can you little shits be quiet? Trying to grade your homework over here!” The man hollered. Jack made an “oh shit” expression and dipped back into his room, shutting his window. Phil then turned to Tommy and Wilbur, smirking.
“Was wondering when you both would get together. It was actually really obvious. Just, don't make too much noise when you’re together. I know I was up to some shit when I was younger.” And he then went back into his office, closing his window and shutting his curtains. Tommy was just sitting there flushed until Wilbur merged their hands.
“You wanna go back inside, Tom?” Wilbur asked. Tommy nodded, swinging down to his window, holding Wilbur’s hand as the boy clumsily climbed down. He stumbled as he dropped inside, landing against Tommy. They laughed, and Tommy wrapped his hands around Wilbur, a soft smile on his face.
Tommy loved Wilbur.