꧁𝙵𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝙱𝚊𝚍 𝙼𝚊𝚗꧂ A Tommyinnit One-shots book

Do you need a hug? 🌥

TW: crying, panic attack, self-harm.

Summary: purpled and Tommy friendship supremacy 😫✋ so yeah- Tommy be crying, it's only purpled and Tommy at home, because Purpled didn't wanna go where the other were going and they didn't ask Tommy- so when Purpled goes into Tommy's room to find something, he instead finds the blonde cuddled in a corner panicking and crying (p a n i k - c r y )

I still haven't gotten any questions for the q&a, so I mightn't do it lmao-

Anyway- enjoy?

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Tommy heard the chattering of multiple people talking, until the house went silent, after the noise of the door clicking closed came.

There normally wasn't a problem with this, he was used to it by now, but today his emotions were spiked, and he was brought into a state of panic, at the fact that he hadn't gone anywhere with them, besides purpled and for blogs, in ages now, which brought the thought that they, plainly, didn't care about him unless he was giving them some sort of clout.

He quickly scrambled into the corner, as the panicky feeling became over whelming, as his hands dig into his scalp, ripping out bits of his messy blonde hair in the process.

His breaths became shallow and quick.

Tears were streaming down his face, and his eyes were puffy and blood-shot.

When he had moved in with everyone else, he was forced to throw out any sharp objects that could be used for harming himself, and he was no longer aloud to buy any, because of past habits, but he missed it.

Due to the lack of attention they had been giving them, he had been able to sneak a pack of razors into his shopping bag, and got away with getting them.

His eyes darted to under the bed, where he kept a smaller box, and reached for it, his arms still shaky

He pulled a razor out of the box, and slid the cold metal across his upper-leg.
He continued this motion, watching the thick, crimson liquid flow out of the cuts, until he heard the sound of humming approaching his door.

Although he thought nothing of it, due to the fact that the bathroom was next to his room.

His gaze went back to his bloody legs.

He grabbed a cloth that was on his bedside table, whipping the blood off to see how many cuts he had done, before his door was opened, and his head jolted up to see another blonde teen, wearing a purple hoodie.

Panic settled over him, as he threw the razor into the box, and pushed it back under his bed, and attempted to cover the cut parts of his legs, but he did it to late.

Purpled looked over to see Tommy, or, more specifically, the state of him.

His eyes were red and puffy, his legs were bloody, tears were streaming down his face, and he was still shaking.

Purpled quickly rushed over to him, pulling him in for a tight hug.

In that moment, He didn't care if he got blood in himself, his friend was much more important then his clothes.

'Tommy, tommy, tommy, I need you to try and calm down okay?" He said, stroking the boys hair with one hand, while the other made circles on his back.

Tommy began to cry harder I to his friends shoulder, letting his emotions loose.

They continued to cuddle into eachother (not a ship, idiot).

Tommy had calmed down, and told Purpled why, where the razors were, and how he had gotten them.

Now they were both crying, not loudly, but still crying as purpled worked on bandaging Tommy's upper legs up (after whipping the blood of course)

After he had finished, they just continued to cuddle into each other, although this time it was on the bed, with Purpled's back leaned up against the headboard, and Tommy's head placed comfortably in the crook of his neck. (Again, not a ship, I do this with my friends)

They had fallen asleep in that position, Knowing full well they would wake up in pain, but that didn't matter, as their eyes grew heavy, and sleep took over them.

Although they did leave the door open.

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The others had gotten home, happy and laughing.

But when they walked up to go to their rooms, they did not expect to see Tommy's open wide open, and the sound of two people's soft snoring coming from inside.

And they definitely didn't expect to see two boys, cuddling in their sleep, with their eyes red and puffy from crying, and bandages, that were slightly red in some spots. Covering one of the people's legs.

But they still took several pictures, until Phil moved them into a more comfortable position.

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The two woke up, still cuddled into eachother, but in a much more comfortable position.

At first, they were both confused, then remembered last night, and had no idea if they should smile or cry once again.

But they couldn't decide, because they were interrupted by Tubbo bursting into the room, shouting breakfast.

The two groaned but got up none the less, only to be bombarded with questions the second they got down.

Mostly about why we were cuddling, which we answer with
'I went through something and Purpled just comforted me"

Though they were glad the bandages never came up through all it.

'Wilbur, you good? You are literally the only one not asking questions, which is surprising, not that I want you to, and you are just staring at your phone" Tommy asked after the questions died down

'Tommy, what was with the bandages last night?" Wilbur asked after a while.

Purpled and Tommy froze, and everyone went silent.

'Is it what I think it is?"

They both just nodded.

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Lmao- the ending was rushed, but-

No part two-

I didn't really have fun writing this one, it got kinda boring, and I also don't know how to continue it.

Also- 3 days clean, I know it's not much, but yeah, just thought I would update everyone on the situation :]

Anyways-

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- Aphid/Wren/daddy 😫✋-