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Tommy ran across building tops and jumped up a few times, his adrenaline not having run out yet. Though as his adrenaline started to leave his body, every jump got shorter and his running pace became slower. Tommy still felt so energetic though! He's never really had a power and as a kid he was specifically told he didn't have or was going to have one. Now that he looks back at it whenever he was about to get the shit beat out of him from the pathetic children at school, he seemed to be able to run faster / escape quite easily.. hm.
And now Tommy's body was aching, looking down below from the top of a building in the 17th district. He was close to work but knew he wouldn't go there. So I mean- this would be one of the best time and place to take a break and think about his power right? Definitely. Especially right after being threatened by Orpheus cuz' I mean. Technically, he should thank him for enabling his power but... no— wait. What was Tommy thinking? Orpheus sent Tommy into a fucking bucket of panic- why would he thank Orpheus for threatening him? Oh. Panic.. does it only happen when he panics? Like some sort of Panic Button(©)..? Hm. He'd have to tell Tubbo and Ranboo when he'd get home... oh. He can't really tell them can he.. I mean- Orpheus is very much a threat to many people- He may be a vigilante but he does as much good as he does bad.. it would most likely be best if he didn't tell Tubz and Boo. Yea.
Tommy slightly tensed up when he heard someone.. land behind him?... God damnit...
He turned his head just so he could view everything behind him that he couldn't see before, seeing Aeolus standing there with his wings sprawled out.
Tommy internally groaned as he slowly stood up, getting away from the edge of the building he was on.
"What do I owe to gain the pleasure of you being here Aeolus?" Tommy put on a slightly stronger British accent just to chuckle right after at his stupidity.
"Oh I was just wondering what happened to my Son?" Tommy went quiet for a moment, looking at him as if he grew two extra heads.
"What do you mean?.. are you—. . . Oh. I didn't do anything to the prick in a trench coat if you're talking about him." Tommy said, sounding a little annoyed.
"Hm.. is that so?" Aeolus slowly began to circle around Tommy, causing him to move away from him- and or try too until his wings spread out again, cutting him off.
"Then why did he walk out of the alley with a rather pissed expression hm?" Aeolus started, making Tommy begin to laugh.
"He pulled a fucking knife on me! And THEN gets pissed? Wow. Man needs therapy-"
Aeolus paused at Tommy's words, his steps faltering for a moment. "What do you mean he pulled a knife on you?"
"You heard me.. but— I think I should be going back to.. my uh. Roommates.." He muttered the end, walking to where he thought the stairs of the building were- before Aeolus grabbed his wrist, which may or may not have made Tommy's nerves begin to bubble in his stomach.
"Where ya headed mate?" Aeolus spoke gently with a painful familiarity, which made Tommy shake Aeolus' hand off of his wrist.
"That's none of your concern." Tommy knew his tone was quite sharp while he spoke but he just didn't want to be followed by the 2nd worst vigilante to exist.
Aeolus made a small hum, Tommy's action making him grin internally. "Well then... see'ya around mate." And then he went to the edge and jumped off before being seen flying away.
Those words set Tommy off, making him feel both sick to his stomach and like he was being watched. And closely. He had to get home.. and soon. If anything he'd just stay at work for the night I mean.. it's not like he hasn't done that before. He just didn't want to be walking in the dark while having this feeling boiling in his stomach. Maybe.. just maybe.. he then moved his backpack after going inside so he could go down the stairs, he just had to make sure everything was there.
Apartment keys? Check. Cafe Keys? Also check. He had his phone.. uh. Hoodie? Check. There seemed to also be a few snacks at the bottom that he couldn't remember putting there but- snacks are snacks.. but— wait... where's his bandana? Shit. Hopefully he didn't lose it while running. That would suck. He started walking down the stairs while making sure he had the rest of his things that may or may not have been less important.
After he made it all the way down the stairs without dying he made it to the doors and walked out of the building, not really caring where he was but- at this point he wouldn't care if he got stabbed in the back but, that may just be him. He glanced around for a small moment, before beginning to jog to where the cafe was. (or Atleast where he thought it was since he didn't check his phone)
After a few long moments, (it felt long to Tommy even though it was only nearing 15 minutes) he made it to the already locked up cafe..? Usually it didn't close until 8 because of the big man with a monologue problem— but.. wouldn't Foolish cover his shift?.. hm. He then grabbed his cafe keys after needing to dig through his bag once again and he walked in- seeing a completely dark room. Before he decided to turn on the light he moved and grabbed one of the knives hidden under the counter incase if someone decided to rob it while Tommy was there. Once the light was on and no longer flickering he searched the place, just to make sure because his gut was still screeching at him. Then again that was before he saw Flame laying on the floor- and covered in blood.
. . . .
Tommy went slightly pale, looking at the Number 3 hero before grabbing the Med-kit off of the wall. His mind went from having a song stuck in his head to just yelling at Tommy to help him. He then ran beside Flame and tore his shirt- (Tommy was gonna have to apologise to him for that.) then began looking at the wound, it looked like it was slowly turning... black? Could he have gotten in a fight with someone who had enchants on a weapon or some shit?.. Dam—
Tommy paused.
Tommy glanced at his hands once again, them shaking but being a bright red colour.
Okay what the actual fuck.
He felt like he was going to throw up, seeing the skin slowly sew it's-self together. What was happening!? First he found out he had a power which made him jump higher than most humans and now he was HEALING SOMEONE??
Tommy broke out of his daze when his hands began to both hurt and feel like they were on fire. That made him back away from the still blood covered individual and look at the wound, or.. what was the wound. All that was left was a slightly lighter scar and black slowly fading into the wound.
Tommy generally started to shake as the pain in his hands got worse, his breathing also quickening- he's never really felt pain other than getting childhood bruises, shots, and burns from the Coffee Maker. Which meant he didn't have much of a pain tolerance. Everything slowly seemed to blur, his head feeling fuzzy- what was happening? Oh. Once a drop of water landed on his burning hand he found out why everything was blurry. He started crying..
Tommy suddenly felt two hands on his face, a slightly panicked Flame trying to make eye contact with him and calm him down but Tommy couldn't hear really anything, it was just static. Flame pulled Tommy to his chest gently and a bit protectively, before trying to figure out what was going on.
"ᴷᶦᵈᵎˀ"
"Kɪᴅ!"
"Kid!" Tommy looked at him, Everything being a bit fuzzy for him but at least he could hear now.
Tommy slightly hummed to try and answer him, which the hum by itself made the Adult sigh slightly.
"Are you alright?.." He glanced down at Tommy's shaking hands then back at his tear-stained face.
"M-mmmmmm..." He again, didn't really answer the man but just leaned against him. Even though he didn't like physical contact from people he didn't know for some reason it was just comforting from the oddly warm man. And he knew that nothing would happen.. at the back of his mind it was just telling him he could trust the elder of the two.
..After a small moment the man gently placed a hand into Tommy's hair and gently un-did some curls, generally messing with his hair in a comforting manner.
Tommy breathing slowed down a bit, him slowly relaxing against the elder.
"Thank you.." Flame said quietly, which slightly surprised the exhausted younger. Most likely because Flame was always put as 'chaotic' and 'reckless', and usually whenever he is on the TV at Tommy's apartment Flame pretty much is reckless.
He hummed slightly back at Flame after that, his eyelids getting heavier by each movement of the olders hand. And before he could process it, he was asleep.