mcyt one shots that i write at 3am

The Wedding

[ship: beeduo]

sequal to 'traditions'.

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Tubbo waited by the entrance to the mansion, where they would have the most room. Ranboo would be joining him shortly for their "Enderian wedding", and honestly, Tubbo was nervous. It was pretty ridiculous that the two had even gotten married in the first place (not that either of them regretted it one bit), but to get married again? With more reason this time than just taxes? The pressure was higher to make the day just perfect for the two of them.

Soon enough, Ranboo appeared at the top of the staircase. They wore a white puff-sleeved shirt with a corseted black skirt that just brushed their ankles, pairing nicely with Tubbo's simple 3-piece suit. Their black and white hair was done up in a half-braid, with loose curls tumbling down their shoulders. Tubbo felt his cheeks flush as Ranboo caught his eye and they descended down the staircase. Every move they did was elegant, planned as if there was a script to follow. But Tubbo hadn't read the script, he just stood dumbfounded and hoped Ranboo would take the lead.

Ranboo approached Tubbo and the smaller boy looked up them, both with dumb smiles on their faces.

"You- You look good in a skirt," Tubbo eventually blurted out. Ranboo chirped happily as their tail curled to either side.

"Thank you," they grinned, "You- Uh, you look nice too!"

The two continued to just stare at eachother awkwardly until Tubbo cleared his throat and shakily took Ranboo's hands.

"Sooo uhh, do we dance now?" he asked.

"Have you ever danced before?"

Tubbo shook his head, "Never properly."

Ranboo vwooped softly and gently placed Tubbo's right hand on their own waist, holding it there as they linked their other hands together. They then took their left hand off of Tubbo's and rested it on the other's shoulder. Tubbo just stared up at them, completely lost before they'd even started.

"Is this okay?" Ranboo asked.

Tubbo nodded quickly.

"Okay, now just follow my lead."

They started slow. Ranboo's movements were smooth and graceful, in great contrast to Tubbo's stumbling over his own hooves with his already terrible balance. Still, they kept trying, Ranboo patiently walking his partner through the steps until they were almost in sync. It wasn't completely perfect, hooves sometimes clipping against claws, but at least they were dancing.

"You're really good at this," Tubbo muttered, not daring to take his eyes away from his hooves. Ranboo hummed.

"I guess it's muscle memory," they replied, "those things I don't forget."

There was no music playing, yet the couple held eachother close as they danced through the hallway, the only sounds being the clipping of claws and hooves on the hardwood floor. After a while, however, the silence was filled with a low humming. Their voice was deep, and Tubbo could feel it vibrating in their chest like a purr. Ranboo appeared to be singing in Ender, though Tubbo wasn't 100% sure that they were even aware they were doing it. Still, despite not knowing what the hell Ranboo was saying, Tubbo thought it was beautiful. Ender had always been an interesting language to Tubbo, he didn't speak a word of it and could never understand how it even made sense theoretically, but it was so calming to hear. Ranboo's song was soft and gentle, like a lullaby, and Tubbo was highly disappointed when it was shortly over. The dance came to a slow halt, yet neither Tubbo nor Ranboo let go of the other. Tubbo leaned backwards a little, then gently butted Ranboo's chest with his horns.

"I have no idea what the fuck you just said, but it was beautiful." Tubbo smiled into Ranboo's chest.

Ranboo flushed with embarrassment.

"I- Sorry... I didn't even realise I was doing it..."

Tubbo hummed and looked up at them, "I liked it."

The two continued to hold eachother, gazing into eachothers eyes until Ranboo eventually had to look away.

"So... Do you want to get married now?" they asked.

"Let's do it!"

Ranboo chirped happily and leaned down to gently press a kiss against Tubbo's hair before finally pulling away and guiding Tubbo over to the center of the room. They both removed their rings and swapped them with the other person.

"Is it okay if I make my vows in Ender?" Ranboo asked, "It would just make it more authentic."

Tubbo nodded, "Go ahead, just don't expect me to do the same." He chuckled lightly and Ranboo smiled before clearing their throat to begin.

It was no surprise to Tubbo to be told that Endermen were simply romantic by nature, when everything they did was so graceful and calming. Tubbo had never heard Ender be spoken in any kind of negative tone, although it probably had, it just wasn't as noticeable. It reminded Tubbo a little bit of French, an inherently romantic language, very pleasing to the ear. Of course, as with French, Tubbo didn't speak a word of Ender and he had no idea what Ranboo was saying, but the sentiment was clear.

Then, Ranboo fell silent, and slipped Tubbo's ring into his finger. Tubbo knew it was his turn now, but honestly, nothing could top that. Instead, Tubbo settled for simplicity.

"Honestly, I just love you. A lot." Tubbo grinned, slipping the ring onto Ranboo's finger and butting his head into their chest. Ranboo laughed softly and wrapped their arms around Tubbo, holding him close.

"I love you too, Bo," they muttered. Tubbo suddenly burst out laughing. "What is it?"

"We just got fucking married!" Tubbo giggled, lacing his fingers with Ranboo's and grinning up at them, "For the second time!"

Ranboo laughed, "Yeah, I guess we did!"

"Only this time, it wasn't for taxes!"

"Yeah! It was for love."

...right?

"Right!"

Right.