"Just... can we go somewhere else? I don't want Tubbo or Ranboo to hear." "Tommy, it's only a hair cut. Are you alright?" "Please," the words barely came out as a whisper, his eyes darting around in fear, "I don't want them to worry." OR Tommy hadn't had his hair cut in years, anyone could tell that. He would walk around L'Manberg with multiple hair ties and clips in his hair to keep it out of his face. It was getting to the point that it annoyed him constantly, and Sam could tell. But why was Tommy so hesitant to accept the offer of getting it cut off? (Based off of the head canons that Wilbur used to cut Tommy's hair but slowly started caring less and less, to the point of it injuring Tommy) Originally posted on my ao3: SpidersUmbrella