Be the Boo to my Ran?: Ranboo

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I walked in and it was cold. I held my windbreaker closed and he turned to me.

"I'm streaming with my cam on," he said.

"Uh-Huh," I went over and took his gray jacket from the side that he had just taken off. I put it on and sat on the floor. "I used your toothbrush."

"I don't care," he said. I was bored so I went through my discord. Karl wanted me to be a part of the Tales so I said sure. "Ooh. Hit the sub goal to stand up. He did and then read chat. "Compare height with Rainbow. It's up to her."

"Sure," I said and got up. We stood next to each other and he was so much taller than me. We sat and Ranboo read comments.

"They're asking how tall you are."

"I'm 5'11. So he's, like, 7 inches taller than me," I went over.

"Yeah," Ranboo got up and stood in the back.

"He can crush you," I read and laughed. "He's gentle with me." Ranboo grabbed me and immediately shoved me into a wall with a laugh. "Why am I tall? Okay, there was this ballet lady on TikTok who looked at my Instagram pics and said I did ballet. I do. The only reason I'm tall is because ballet elongated your limbs. That's what I do in college." Ranboo sat back down and I kept looking over his shoulder. He pet my head and laughed. I fixed his hair and he read the chat.

"They wanna know what your eye color is," Ranboo said.

"If you get Ranboo's next subgoal, I'll post a pic of my eye on twitter," I said.

"Seriously?"

"Yeah."

Describe what my hair feels like. They like that."

"I mean, it's soft. Like what my hair feels like. There's not much to explain. Can I tell them your eye color?"

"They know what it is."

"People are asking still." I hugged him around the neck and rested my chin on his shoulder.

"You can tell them."

"His eyes are really cool and pretty. They're grey." Ranboo looked for his phone and realized it was dead.

"Can I get your phone?" He asked and I gave it to him.

"Password is my birthday." Ranboo typed it in and got it right.

"Haha. I know your birthday." He searched something up and then gave it back to me. He streamed all day and I was hungry.

"I'm asking your mom for food."

"She'll make you a whole buffet if you ask her," Ranboo said. I went down and took my mask and accessories off.

"Hey, honey," his mom said.

"Hi, mamaboo," I said. "Do you have some snacks?"

"Oh, you poor thing. You haven't had breakfast yet or lunch. I'll get you some food." She got me a grilled cheese sandwich, some chips, and a Monster Energy.

"Thanks, mamaboo," I smiled and went back up with my stuff. "Ranboo! Turn off your camera."

"It's off," he said and let me in. I sat to the side and he turned the camera back on. I started eating and told him to turn the camera off. I sat on his lap with my food and whispered into the mic.

"Everyone shh. Don't say anything," I opened the monster and it made a hissing sound. "Here's more ASMR with a chip." I chewed it multiple times and stopped.
"Describe me more."

"Someone asked what color your underwear is." He laughed and I stayed serious. "He's not wearing one right now."

"How would you know that?" He asked.

"I just sat on your lap and felt stuff I really shouldn't have." He laughed hard and I sat back down. I finished my food and gave Ranboo the rest of my chips and monster drink. I put my mask back on and he turned the camera on. "His jawline? He has a sharp jawline. Like, not weirdly, but in a way you people would think is really hot." (Not sexualising)

"Are you calling me hot?" Ranboo asked.

"No. I'm just saying people with sharp jawlines are hot. 'Stare into each other's eyes.' Weird." I looked at Ranboo and we stared at each other.

"Ew," we both laughed and looked back at stream.

"Piercings? He doesn't have any. Can I pierce your ears?"

"No!" Ranboo said. "That's painful."

"Nail polish? He doesn't have any on right now. 'Rings.' He wears rings sometimes," I said. Ranboo got up and put the headphones on me for a sec. He got a second chair and made me sit after taking the headphones off of me. "'Does he always wear a suit?' Here's your answer," I looked Ranboo up and down and he laughed.

"Do you always wear a dress?" Ranboo asked me and I blinked. "After you reveal your eye, will you still wear sunglasses?"

"Yeah. I'm gonna grow up and be just like you."

"We're the same age."

"You're still older than me."

"Ooh. 'I'm an artist. Can you two pose so I can get a pic to draw you two?' Yes." Ranboo and I posed and we stopped. "Describe me more."

"He has weird hands," I said. "Like... The size is weird. Okay, here. My finger ends here. His hands are literally twice the size of mine." I put our hands together and Ranboo bent his fingers to hold my hand. I let go of his hand and hugged his arm as he kept playing. "Do I love him? Yes. I love my best friend."

"Stop it!" He whined and I knew he was smiling. "You're being too nice to me."

"Do you love me, Ranboo?" I asked.

"No!" He said and we were quiet. "Of course I do," he said a bit later. He ended stream soon and we hit the subgoal. I took a zoom in of my left eye and posted it on twitter. Ranboo retweeted it after his phone charged and I stayed for a bit.
"Okay. I'm gonna go home," I told Ranboo.

"Why?" He asked.

"I haven't taken a shower all day," I said and put on one of his hoodies before throwing his jacket to him.

"Fine. I'll see you at school tomorrow then."

"Yeah, wait. Spray me with your cologne," I said and he gave me a little spray. He laughed and I left.