Little- cc!techno

Cgs- cc!phil cc!wilbur

This is all platonic!!

I know that techno does not like people using his real name so in this he will still be techno

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The sun was high in the sky when techo finally arrived in Brighton, England. Having been in the plane for eight hours, he was happy to finally be able to walk around and stretch his legs. Techno was especially excited to finally hang out with his friends phil and wilbur, also planning to see tommy, tubbo and of course jack and george, but that was a later plan. Grabbing the handle to his navy blue bag, techno walked around, attempting to figure out where phil and wil were at.

Whilst he walked, techno mentally went through all the things in his bag. Trying to remember if he brought everything, soon his memory reminded him of the small pencil pouch sized bag in his luggage case. The small pouch had a few things in it, those things would be labeled important to techno. Though no one knew he had it, not even wilbur despite the trust they formed. Shaking his head, techno thought of something else, not wanting to trigger his headspace too early into this trip.

Of course he was ripped from his thoughts once he heard an excited shout from beside him. Turning his head, techno could see wilbur jogging over to him, a noticable smile was plastered on the taller mans face. "Techno! Hey! Its good to see you" wilbur said enthusiastically, clapping a hand onto technos shoulder. Techno couldnt help but smile at wilburs energy. "Hey wil! Didn't notice ya there" he said, turning towards the taller man.

After a brief conversation, they both finally got to wilburs car. Getting inside, techno placed his bag in the back seat, before buckling himself in. "Im guessing phil is at the rental house?" Techo asked, turning his head towards wilbur, earning a nod in return "yup! He should have food ready by the time we show up. Its only a 45 minute drive" wilbur explained, starting up the car and beginning to drive down the road.

They shared many laughs and talked about a lot of topics before they finally arrived at the rental. It was a smaller house with a garage and swimming pool in the back.

Grabbing his luggage, techno and wilbur headed into the house. Immediately getting greeted by phil, who gave techno a friendly hug. "Hey mate! Good to see you, how was the flight" techno smiled at phil, hugging him back. His friendly and caring energy made technos mind go a bit fuzzy, but he couldn't tell just yet. "It was fine, lots of children though. Wish i could have punted them off the plane"

A chorus of laughter emitted from them all, phil took technos bag and took him to where he'd be sleeping for the week. The room was nicely sized, with a dresser pressed against the wall to the left of the door. The bed placed snugly in the center of the room, with way too many pillows on it. Techno placed his clothes away, phil leaving the room so he could check on the food.

Rubbing the bridge of his nose, techno felt the fuzz spread further. Making itself more apparent, so he closed the bedroom door. Taking out the small bag techno pulled out a pastel blue pacifier, placing it into his mouth. Kicking off his shoes techno sat down on the bed, swinging his legs back and forth. Soon getting bored, techno found the remote for the tv that sat on top of the dresser. Finding it had hulu on it techno turned on Mickey mouse clubhouse.

Techno sat there and watched, enjoying the show in the peace and quiet. Of course that was until Wilbur burst into the room to announce that lunch was ready. Barely able to react, techno turned off the tv and threw the soother behind him. Though it didnt work out as he hoped it would, wilbur noticed the soother immediately. Looking confused, wilbur tilted his head to the side "oh uh- is this a bad time?" Techno could say nothing, sitting there in shock he didnt know what to say. "I- i um- wilbur-" techno tried to stay, but it kept getting stuck in his throat. Tears began to swell up in his eyes, not meaning for him to find out so quickly.

Wilbur noticed the distressed look and quickly rushed over, trying to calm him down. "Hey hey its okay, techno theres no need to be upset im not gonna tell anyone." Techno wiped his eyes, running his fingers through his hair "p'omise" techno mumbled, his heart pounded in his chest, nervousness bubbled in his stomach. Wilbur nodded, his brown curls bouncing as he did "yeah, yeah i promise" wilbur rubbed technos back, smiling warmly at him. Which didn't help techno much, making him regress more "do you uh- wanna explain or just go eat"

Techno shook his head, slowly scooting himself off his bed "too 'mall" he said quietly, his stomach rumbling as the smell of food traveled into technos room. Wilbur nodded his head "okay tech, lets just go eat then"

Getting up, techno shakily followed, the smell of pizza lingered in the air. Phil placed the pizza in the center of the table, it was just plain cheese, but techno didn't mind. Reaching for a plate, he was surprised when will stopped him. Grabbing a plate for techno, wilbur put two slices onto it, handing it to him immediately afterwards. Smiling, techno took it, placing it down in front of him.

Phil glanced over at wilbur, an eyebrow cocked up in confusion. Wilbur leaned over to the older, whispering into this ear about the situation and his suspicions. Phil nodded in understanding, sitting down with his own plate. Techno happily ate his food, his legs swinging back and forth. "So tech, have you got everything unpacked?" Phil asked, breaking the silence.

"Mhm, i gots everyting all done" tech mumbled, suddenly feeling sleepy from his plane ride. Phil smiled softly at him "thats good, glad ya got everything done" techno just nodded, yawning once before laying his head on the table. Wilbur chuckled softly, reaching over to rub his back "come on dude, let's get you in bed" not taking note of the way wilbur was acting, techno mindlessly agreed. Getting up from his seat, he followed wilbur down the hall, childishly waving goodbye to phil, who waved back.

Entering technos room, he slowly crawled into bed, not wanting to take the time to change into pajamas. The blanket was slowly lifted over him, the sides tucked under the mattress so techno stayed nice and snug. Technos body was filled with warmth, burying his face into the blanket, wilbur carefully removed technos glasses. Placing them on the bedside table, by that time techno was out like a light, clutching a nearby stuffed animal he was able to snatch. Slowly, wilbur began to walk out of the room, closing the door behind him without much noise. That night technos worries were forgotten about.