♡ Bench Trio Oneshots ♡

♡ Bad Habits ♡

(This is like angst with a hint of fluff. Tommy's had a bit of a bad habit for a while now, and Tubbo and Ranboo notice it.)

(Probably time skips, so I'll tell you how long! E.x.: -an hour later- )

(Yes, Ranboo is alive in most of these oneshots. I'll tell you if he's alive or not!)

(For this oneshot, in exile, did you ever notice how Tommy wasn't eating correctly? How bad did it go in the long run?)

(CW/TW:
- Eating Disorder
-Talk of throwing up
- Not too graphic details of throwing up but they're still there
- Panic attack
If any of these make you feel uncomfortable, I'd skip this chapter!)
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"Tommyy!" Tubbo said, tackling Tommy into a hug.

"Tubboo! What's up, Big T?" Tommy said, hugging Tubbo back.

Tubbo let go of the hug, Tommy letting go as well.

"Would you like to come over for dinner?" Tubbo asked, Tommy having an uneasy look on his face but quickly covering it up.

Tommy felt uneasy, thinking about eating a plate of food. It just made disc feel like being sick.

Though no one has ever noticed, Tommy has something called an eating disorder. Disc's had it since exile, because of Dream.

Dream had made Tommy suffer so much, even using food against the teenager. Dream wouldn't let Tommy eat correctly, so it made Tommy slowly develop an eating disorder.

"Tommy?" Tubbo asked, gently shaking the blonde.

"Hm?" Tommy asked, looking down at them.

"You zoned out, big man. You alright?" Tubbo asked, worried.

"Im fine, man!" Tommy assured Tubbo, but they could tell Tommy was lying. Ram let it slide, though.

"Would you like to come over for dinner? If not, it's fine!" Tubbo asked again.

"Sure! Yeah, I'll come over for dinner!" Tommy said, throwing on a fake smile and cheery voice.

Tubbo knew something was off, but they didn't want to push Tommy.

"Okay, Toms! I'm going to go, cya!" Tubbo said, walking off.

"Cya, Big T!" Tommy called after ram.

'Sh!t, sh!t, sh!t, what do I do?' Tommy thought to discself.

'I can't tell them I have a disorder, they'd freak!' Tommy thought.

What do you do when someone invites you to dinner but they don't know you have an ED? (NOT THAT DEFINITION-)

'Just.. suck it up, Tommy. It'll be fine.. I hope.' Tommy thought to himself, walking off in the opposite direction Tubbo went.

"Hey Boo!" Tubbo called out, walking through the door.

"What's up, Bee?" Ranboo called back.

Tubbo walked into the kitchen, finding Ranboo cooking.

"Keep an eye on Tommy during dinner, please. I feel something's up, but I don't wanna push him." Tubbo said, coming up and standing beside Ranboo.

"Okay! Go check up on Michael, please. Last I saw him, he was coloring. Maybe you could join them?" Ranboo said, focusing on making dinner.

"Sure!" Tubbo said, walking out of the kitchen to go play with Michael.