Wilbur Soot Angst

Insomnia

Wilbur hasn't slept in awhile, His brothers notice.
This is trying to throw Wilbur into a bed for 800 words.
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Techno and Tommy sat in the kitchen eating breakfast. They were quietly doing their own things, Techno reading a book while Tommy was focused on his phone. Their dad was at work for the day.

For awhile the only sound in the house was a guitar being played from the basement. Wilbur had been trying to write his new song for a couple days, and seemed to be increasingly frustrated in it. It caused him to stay up late working on it.

Every night his family could hear him down there on his guitar. Sometimes it would last into the early hours of the morning but none of them said anything  yet, knowing this was important to him. They just remained supporting. Though, that was getting a little hard to keep up.

There was a loud thud from the basement and then heavy footsteps coming up the stairs. Wilbur emerged from the darkness down there and squinted at the bright light of the morning. The brothers watched as the musician silently, and quite clumsily, made his way to the kitchen.

Wilbur's eyes looked dark and tired. His entire demeanor was unkept, and his hair was a rats nest. Tommy and Techno exchanged a glance as Wilbur got the milk from the fridge and chugged it. He then came over and sat at the table with them.

"Hey Wilbur. How's the song going?" Tommy asked. Normally he would be a lot more energized, but for now he remained softer. Wilbur looked at him slowly, for a moment seemingly confused by the question.

"Good." Wilbur responded in a heavy slurred voice before returning to his drink. The other brothers exchanged yet another glance, neither of them knowing how to continue this. There was a long pause of uncomfortable silence before Wilbur got up once again. He made his way to the basement door and was about to return to his cave before Techno spoke up.

"Ay Wilbur? Maybe you should to sleep." The oldest brother said. Wilbur turned and stared at him for a moment, then returned to heading down to the basement.

"Nah i'm fine Techno!" The middle child called out as he descended. They heard a thud of the door closing. Techno huffed and stood up.

"Where are you going?" Tommy asked as the older boy walked over to the basement.

"I'm gonna go get that man into bed. I don't know whens the last time he's even been to his room was." Techno started going down the stairs, Tommy close on his heels. They opened the door to see Wilbur leaned over dozens of papers on the ground. He was shuffling through them and humming.

"Wilbur." Techno said in a stern voice.

"What guys? I'm working." Wilbur sounded annoyed with them. Tommy made his way over to the tired man and rested a hand on his back.

"Wilbur, man, you need to do something else for a bit. Its been days." He said.

"I just did something else. I'm working again now." Wilbur responded. He was so stubborn when it came to this.

"I meant sleep, Will. You haven't been to your room in awhile." Tommy pushed him a bit.

"I'll sleep when this is done, Tommy." The brunette was starting to get mad. Thats when Techno butted back in. He walked over and grabbed Wilbur around the waist, picking the tall man up.

"Techno- What the hell are you doing?" Wilbur snapped, trying to push away from his brother.

"You're going to bed Wilbur, whether i have to drag you there myself or not." Techno adjusted so he was carrying Wilbur over his shoulder, who struggled to get away. Tommy awkwardly followed them as the musician was dragged up the stairs, all the way threatening them to let him go. God he hated sleep deprived Wilbur.

Wilbur was carried into his room, that had been untouched for around two weeks, and thrown onto his bed. He struggled to right himself and sat up, going to move off of the bed when he was shoved back down by his older brother.

"Wilbur. Sleep." Techno ordered, trying to keep his determined younger brother in bed.

"Or you'll what?" Wilbur made another escape attempt, fighting off his brother's hands and standing up. Tommy shoved him onto the bed this time, trying to help out.

"One, I will tell Phil. Two, I will pin you onto this bed until you pass out because i know you are exhausted." Techno states. His monotone voice was somehow intimidating.

Wilbur huffed and sat on the bed, "Fine. I rather you not do that."

"Now please go to bed Wilbur. You can work on your song more when you get back up." Tommy pleaded.

Techno and Tommy watched Wilbur begrudgingly get into bed and almost immediately relax. They walked out to let their brother sleep. Phil came home  many hours later and checked on the boy, who was still dead asleep.