Bakery |Ranboo x Reader|

15: You Up For Boba Later

Hello. You ready for ✨trauma✨ anyway enjoy.

TW//
Mentions of abuse
Childhood trauma
Violence
Drug addiction

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"My dad wasn't always awful. He was great at first. But it was once he.." I stopped myself, my throat grew hoarse. And I felt tears form in my eyes.

"Hey you don't have to talk about it." Said Ranboo, I shook my head and wiped my eyes.

I took a deep breath in and out."my dad left me when I was eight. We moved from Mexico to the U.S after we gathered enough money. My dad was abusive and I've never talked to him after he left." I said more calmly.

"And he taught me how to play volleyball. I always loved the game. But forgot why I was so good at the game." I said. I lifted my head to face Ranboo.

"Are you okay?" Asked Ranboo softly. I hung my head, there was no correct answer to that question.

Ranboo wiped the tears from my face with his hand. He then pulled me into an hug, his embraced warmed me. The tears began slowly pouring out. I tried to not sob too hard.

Ranboo rubbed his hand up and done my back to comfort me. I slowly calmed down over time. Thanks to Ranboo.

He pulled me out of the hug to wipe the tears that poured down my face. My nose was red and runny, as well as my eyes were slightly puffed. My skin felt cold because of the air that stung where the tears ran down.

Ranboo wiped the last tear as it slowly fell down my cheek. I wiped my nose with the back of my hand and rubbed my tired eyes.

"Thank you Ranboo." I said trying to shine a fake smile. I didn't realize we were still holding hands, but that was beyond my concern.

"I'm sorry I should go, I don't want to be much of a bother." I said, slowly getting up. Ranboo grabbed my hand.

"No it's alright, you can stay here. Don't worry about it." Ranboo said softly smiling, I wasn't used to being comforted. I usually cried and moved on with my life.

"I-" I cut myself from protesting. "Thank you." I said, I cleared my throat.

"Here I'll get you some water and a tissue." Said Ranboo softly. I nodded. He smiled and walked out the room.

I wasn't used to being comforted, usually I cried about it and moved on. It felt nice, but at the same time I felt helpless. And weak.

I shouldn't push my problems onto Ranboo like that. Next time keep it to yourself goddamn it. I thought to myself as I tried to clean up my face. And luckily it didn't take long for Ranboo to come back over with the water and tissues.

"Here." Said Ranboo handing me the water bottle. I unscrewed the bottle cap, and slowly drank from it. Letting the cold water spill down my throat.

A part of me hoped I would I drown.

"Thanks Ranboo." I said smiling softly at Ranboo. He smiled back. I grabbed the tissues and wiped my hands and face quickly.

"Don't worry about it." Said Ranboo. I nodded.

"Thanks boo boy." I joked lightening the mood. It was the way I coped. Which got a chuckle out of Ranboo. I grabbed the plushie I had given Ranboo and hugged onto it tightly.

"You up for boba later?" Asked Ranboo, I nodded happily. Ranboo laughed.

"Alright, we'll live in a bit." He said throwing on a jacket. I realized I was still in my school clothes. I was not comfortable in a skirt.