chapter 9

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"Tubs, can you help me move into your bedroom?" You ask him...

"Yeah, sure," he says as he helps you get up. You run upstairs and start packing your things into your suitcase.

You take them all to the bedroom opposite your old one and you place your things in the corner of the room.

"Here, now they can move into your old one and we can unpack everything later," he says.

You sit on the edge of his bed.

"Tubs?" you ask.

"Yeah?" He asks.

"Are you sure you're ok with me being here?" You ask him.

He sits next to you and he holds you hand. You look up into his eyes and a smile lands on both of your faces.

"Of course i am, why wouldnt I be?" He asks you.

"I can be a bit too much sometimes, i can be really annoying as well," you shrug.

He moves a piece of your hair and tucks it behind your ear.

"Dont ever lie about yourself again," he whispers to you.

You smile and gaze into his eyes.

"Hey-" bad stands in the doorway and both yours and tubbos gaze snaps straight onto him.

"Oh... sorry," he says.

"Whats up?" You ask him.

"I just wanted to say that they want you downstairs," he says before walking out of the room.

"We should go down," tubbo says.

"Yeah," you say and kiss his cheek gently.

The two of you get up and go downstairs.

"Hey guys," you say as you run back down.

"Um... y/n?" George says, you turn to him.

"Whats up gogs?" You ask him.

"Wheres my hug?" He asks you. You quickly run over to him and he lifts you up.

You wrap your arms around his neck and he spins you around a little bit.

You laugh.

"Hey gogy," you laugh.

"How come he can touch her but i cant," tubbo asks fundy.

"Because i know he doesnt like her like that and he's known her longer than you have" your brother says.

George puts you back on the floor.

"These dorks cant cook," george whispers to you. You laugh.

"How about we show them how its done?" You suggest.

"But i cant cook either," he replies.

"Then i'll help you," you say dragging him to the kitchen.

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