This side of paradise || Bench trio au [Possibly Re-continuing?]

give me.

(I finished this chapter quicker to prevent a murder, And because looking through my notes and ideas, it looks like this is a Ranboo-cetric story haha. Art by inozuart)

Tubbo's pov

We already said goodbye to Ranboo, and now we are just sitting on the couch. Tommy is just looking through his phone, and chewing on his hoodie strings. Haha, He never changes. I told him to get chewlery like a year ago, but did he listen? No. What time is it anyway? I open my flip phone. 10:30, my dad was supposed to pick me up two hours ago. Maybe he just got caught up with a case? Who am I kidding, he's probably drunk off his ass... But I'll call him just in case.

Ring

Ring

Beep beep

Ignored.

I dont know what I expected.
Guess I'm staying here for the night, not that I mind. I wouldn't wanna be there when he's drunk anyway. I hope they have the guest bedroom, or maybe,,, no that's dumb. There's no way he still has it.

"Give." Huh? I look over to Tommy, who has his arms out, making grabbing motions in the air repeatedly. "Give me affection. Now." He demands. I mean, who could say no to hugs, especially from Tommy. I dive into his embrace,  snuggling into his chest. He rubs his thumb on my back in a circular pattern. He gives the best cuddles, truly.

It's kinda funny, I guess you'd never really expect this from Tommy. He always gets in fights with people at school, and he's always covered in scars and band-aids. You'd expect him to be a lone-wolf, but nope! In reality he's just a big softy. I think I even saw him getting touchy with Ranboo,, I think he's starting to warm up to him, though he'd never admit that. I guess now would be a good time to ask to stay.

"Hey Tommy?"

"Hm?"

"I- I don't think my dad is going to come tonight,, can I stay here for the night?" I feel bad asking, it's so last minute.

"Yeah, yea, I'll show you where you'll stay in a minute, I just want to. Stay here a bit longer" he hugs me tighter, but not in a bad way, like a reassuring way. I'd like to stay like this too. It makes me feel so safe, like everything is always going to be ok and I'll never be hurt again.

About an hour later

"Ok," Tommy says stretching his arms. "I don't want to, but we should head to bed now"

"Awe, okay." I pout. He brings me upstairs, to what I remember to be his room, 'do not enter' is written on the door. There is caution tape around it, but it still has a few drawings, him and I made as kids, near the bottom.

"Holy shit." He opens the door and I'm amazed. "It is still here!" The bunk. He kept it. Nostalgia hits me like fireworks.

Flashback (they are like seven)

"Come on Tubbo! You gotta see the surprise!" He says dragging me to his room. Just at our eye level it says on the door 'TOMMYS ROM, do not ender! (Unles u r tubbo)'. After a few moments of struggling, he reaches the doorknob and opens the door. "Tah-dah!" He reveal that in the place of his once normal bed, is now a bunk bed.

"MMMMMM, BEES!!" I say jumping on the bed. The quilt on the bottom bed is mostly plain green fabric of different shades, but some of the square are white with a big bee on them.  I look at tommy, who is still next to the door frame. "Wait, but I already have a bed at home? Why do I need one here?" I say puzzled.

"Well, dad said he felt bad that you had to sleep on the couch when your dad is too busy to pick you up,, so he made this for us!! And Techno made the blankie!" Tommy said triumphantly. I jump on my new bed, I'm so happy.

Bang.

"OUCH! OUCHY OW."

I hit my head on the top bunk.

End of flashback

Exactly how I remembered it. The quilt is the same, so is the pillows, and the fairy lights I was obsessed with at the time, draped over the board connecting the top and bottom bunk. I start to tear up a bit.

"Awe, Tommy! You really kept it all this time??" I pull him into a tight hug.

" I couldn't bare the thought of getting rid of it. So I didn't." he reciprocates the hug. He is so warm, a wave of tired hits me. I yawn quietly, and snuggle into his imprace. He picks me up an places me into my old bed, I expect it to be dusty, but it's not, just soft. He tucks me in, the quilt is as warm as I remember it too. Techno really knows his stuff. I feel something on my forehead, I'll assume it's a kiss, cause I'm too tired to open my eyes. "Good night, Tubzo" his words are laced with calmness and care, making me fall deeper into my already tired state.

"Mmhm, goodnight Tommy" I barely mumble, before I'm out cold.

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another one bites the dust. Also I answer questions I get in the comments, unless they spoil or make me uncomfortable, so ask away! And I'm gonna start writing some head cannons in the a/n paragraph comments, and you can request headcannons if you'd like! Have a good one, hope you enjoyed!