𝐷𝑎𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑀𝑒 | Ranboo X Reader

10

"Just for the week Wilbur." Tommy said trying to persuade his older brother to take a break from work. This argument has been going on for almost 20 minutes. They had listed the good parts and how it would help them all, not only Wilbur.

"Alright fine." Wilbur said sternly being done hearing the same reasons over and over again. Y/n, Tommy, and Tubbo exchanging smiles after hearing those words. "You guys can go now. Except Tommy. I need to tell you about the things you need to do." Wilbur said flatly before you and Tubbo quickly got up and walked to the door.

You knocked on the door to make sure Mark wasn't on the other side of it, leading up to Mark opening it for you both.

"We made such good progress." Tubbo exclaimed as the heavy door went to close.

"I'm going to go to the bathroom okay?" Mark asked as Tubbo smiled and waved to you both happy to go home.

"Yea that's fine. You don't need to ask." You said with a small chuckle as you leaned against the smooth quartz walls. Watching Mark walk away you realized the door wasn't closed all the way, but as you went to close the door you heard Wilbur and Tommy discussing something about a masquerade. Smiling at the cool idea your smile soon faded into a frown after hearing your older brother's cold words.

"We can blow it up."

How could he be thinking this. Why? Your blood runs cold as your body slowly slides down the polished quartz.

"Y/n-" you hear before quickly putting your finger over your mouth urging Mark to stay quiet. He could tell that something wasn't right based off of your demeanor, but he was so focused on wanting to go home and eat.

"We need to go right now before they see us." You whispered before you taking Mark's hand and started walking quickly down the hall. As you both finally were able to get further down the hall, you just started sprinting dragging Mark with you. Finally he was able to stop you as you both rounded the corner.

"Y/n what happened?" He asked worridly reading your glassy eyes for an answer.

"I- I- I'll tell-" you stuttered out when you soon felt the pressure on your hand getting more and more intense. His hand was squeezing yours causing you to stop mid sentence to look down.

"Oh my- I'm so sorry." Mark said letting go of your hand. "Let's just go home. You can tell me then." Mark said as he guided and steadied you with his hand on your shoulder.