Bakery |Ranboo x Reader|

35: My Mom's Losing The Bakery.

*Aha notices your mommy milkers.* ayooooooo it me again your favorite queer queen.

Anyway here is some angst I guess. It's kinda like sad to think about but it's not like changing my pfp to be an angsty anime boy sad.

Anyway enjoy.

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Ranboo?

I saw him sitting down with an açaí bowl. He looked up and was shocked to see my face as I stumbled on my words in the song.

I continued dining anyway trying my best to not make eye contact. People walked by giving money until Ranboo sat up and placed 20 bucks into my guitar case.

I was near the end of the song and once I finished Ranboo smiled and waved at me.

"Ranboo?" I mumbled, he nodded. He walked up to me, "What are you doing here?" He asked.

"Making some extra change. Do you have any requests?" I said, he hesitated for a little bit.

"Do you know lemon demon?" He said, I chuckled. "Of course I do, which song?" I said.

"Let's do a classic Eight Wonder?" He said, I decided to improvise it into being aucoustic.

"Are you going to sing with me?" I asked, Ranboo looked at me nervously.

"Come one don't be shy." I said, Ranboo sighed and chimed in when the first verse came up.

"Extra clever,
Earth felt spirit.
Ghost in the form,
Of a mongoose." I said looking at Ranboo, I had a goofy smile as we both sang along.

"And I have hands
And I have feet.
I'll never die,
I am a freak.

Hello, I'm here
I'm living in the wall.
I know,
I might be small, but
I am a freak." I said strumming the guitar. The people sitting around eating where tapping their foot to the beat and some who knew the song where humming along.

"Thou will never,
Know what I am.
I am the fifth dimension
And I'll split the atoms.

If you see me,
Your paralyzed.

The look of some,
Your mummified." After the song finished Ranboo laughed as I muted the mic to take a breath.

"So why are you here?" He said, i heisted on a response.

"I- I- nothing just making some change." I said, Ranboo looked at me unamused.

"Mhm, ok I don't buy that. I love you, tell me what's going on." He said, I blushed. I didn't know how to respond.

"My moms losing the bakery." I mumbled quickly. Ranboo looked at me.

"Wait really? I'm so sorry." He said, I tried to take a smile.

"It's ok, I'm just trying my best here." I said patting my guitar.

"I can help I have money. I can-" I cut him off.

"Don't worry Mr. Boo I can take care of myself. I'll figure this out I don't need you to break your back for me." I said, Ranboo looked at me concerned.

"Ok, I want to help you though. I saw your computer applications. That night I saw you filing something out and I noticed you were filling out a job application." Ranboo said, worried. I smiled.

"I'm ok." I said, Ranboo nodded and went to the seat.

I carried on singing until my lungs hurt bad my fingers practically were bleeding.

I decided to take a break and eat anything near around. I sat back down with Ranboo. (But not before taking down my equipment.)

(Fun fact, street performers make about 30 dollars and hour. Which is more than the average paying job so suck it you employed people. I know my facts!!)

I sat down slightly exhausted. Ranboo noticed I was distressed.

"Hey are you ok?" He said grabbing my hand and rubbing his thumb along the back of my hand. I sighed and gave a soft smile.

"Yeah, I'm good, just..... exhausted." I said, Ranboo squeezed my hand.

"Don't wear yourself out. Here count your earnings." He said, I nodded and picked up the guitar case. I had placed the guitar inside so I had to carefully take it out to reveal the cash.

I picked up the pennies and dollars carefully counting them. I had been singing for about 3-4 hours so far.

"Holy shit." I said, my eyes widened as i counted the last coin.

"How much was it?" He said curious, I couldn't believe it. "Fucking $97.42 for like just a couple of hours." I said I checked my phone which read 1:46 pm.

I had gotten here at 8:45 and finished setting up at 9:25 Which means I had only been singing for about 3 hours and 21 minutes.

"That's not bad that's about 32 dollars an hour holy shit I didn't think it would work." I said, Ranboo laughed.

"Now add that with how much you make at the cafe." He said, I added the 23 dollars and hour which equaled up to 55 dollars an hour.

"We can set a goal here. How much is the bakery rental cost?" He said, I hesitated.

"It's a 1,500 for monthly payments." I mumbled.

"I'm a lost cause I should give up." I said putting my hands over my face. Ranboo grabbed my hand and intertwined his fingers with mine.

"No your not. If it's what makes you happy. You can do this, here we'll set up a plan." Ranboo started, I picked up my head to listen.

"Alright I'm listening." I said, so me and Ranboo began to get to work.

"We can get you a months start. Your mom makes about $580 per week. Which gives you a gap." Ranboo said. I nodded.

"But we need to pay for the house and electricity bill. Plus other expenses. She makes about 4K a month but even then... my mom can set aside 400 for house expenses and car expenses weekly. As well as food, but I can mange with ramen for a while. Which leaves her with 180 for the bakery. If I can manage to work my usual 6 hour shift at the cafe and then come for another 4 hours in downtown LA, but I only have work on Thursday's through mondays which equals up to 5 days. I work in the afternoons so school won't get in the way. But that leaves that leaves only 4 days that I am free to come out and sing. I can lay back on using my cellphone for a while and to shorten how much I spend on food and sadly dates." I said, I hadn't realized I had gone on a rant.

"Don't worry I'll worry about the dates." Ranboo said, I nodded reluctantly.

"Thank you Ranboo." I said, he nodded.

"Don't worry. Now carry on I want to hear this plan it could work and get your moms bakery back up in business."

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AYOOOOOOOOO sorry for the long paragraphs I went all geeky on this one. I had fun making a plan though.

Anyway I'm off to swoon for big boob and thic asses, adios!!

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