wilbur ran away from home and the sleepy boys are scared, upset that they can't find his brother. nobody knows where he went but they never stop trying to find him. phil knows what wilbur has been going through and he's terrified they might never see him again... until the door creaks open one night.

random plot i came up with aha- didn't proofread and it's like 2am so enjoy. *sits down.*

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the wind blew harsh that night, tommy was sitting with techno on the couch, hugging his arm tightly. phil was in the kitchen on the phone with police again, getting angry that they couldn't find his son after days of searching. phil angrily hung up and grabbed his keys, "let's go, we're looking for wilbur again." phil said to his two boys on the couch, everyone was terrified of what might've happened.

tommy had been doing the most crying, techno would often cry with him but mostly he tried to stay strong for his little brother. phil rarely cried in front of his kids, he wasn't going to put more weight on their shoulders.

tommy and techno got up and started heading for the door, that's when they saw the front door creek open. phil was the first to hurry over and open the door more, and outside stood a cold, beat up wilbur.

the brunet had red eyes and heavy eyebags, he needed a shower and a lot of bandages seeing the state this 16 year old boy was in. tears immediately came to phil's eyes as he saw wilbur, a heavy weight was lifted off his chest when he knew his boy was alive.

phil knelt down and held his arms out for a hug, and wilbur came limping to him quickly. phil hugged him tightly, putting a hand on the back of his head as worried words came flowing out of his mouth. but he was happy, so fucking happy that wil was okay.

tommy and techno both rushed over, one of them closing the door before they both joined the hug, everyone was crying by this point. wilbur grabbed at phil's shirt, clinging to him tighter, but he was thin, so thin from not eating.

"i'm so sorry-" was all that wilbur could say, and he repeated it breathlessly over and over. phil pulled out of the hug a bit and looked up at the broken brunet in front of him, he placed a gentle fatherly hand on his cheek and wiped away his tears, smiling ah him. "it's okay... you'll be okay, everything's gonna be alright." phil whispered, hugging wilbur again.

after all the hugging and such wilbur showered and changed into clean clothes before phil had to bandage all of wilbur's wounds, luckily they weren't too bad.

once that was done it was around midnight now, techno and tommy had fallen asleep on the couch. none of them had been sleeping much due to the stress and worry of one missing.

phil made food for wilbur, and little by little he was able to eat it, making sure to pace his eating so it wouldn't be too much from the lack there of.

that night phil and wilbur stood in the kitchen in an embrace, phil leaving fatherly kisses on the boy's head before wil buried his face in his fathers chest. they swayed for a while before phil carried tommy and techno up to techno's room, letting tommy stay with him as that's what had been happening for a couple weeks now. wil slept in his father's room, snuggled up at his side, feeling safe and secure once again.