This is an old fic from my Ao3 haha, ENJOY!! :) He wrapped his arms around his torso staying under the coat for warmth. After he registers that he's being hugged, Wilbur grabs on just as tightly if not tighter. "We really are brothers huh?" Wilbur cleared his throat, not expecting the sudden conversation, "Fuck Tommy of course we are, but I never wanted you to relate to me in this way ever. I don't want to lose you ever." "I know Wil, I don't want to lose you either..." or Wilbur finally learns what happened in exile, while Tommy spirals and angst occurs. also comfort ig