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Hurt - A Benchtrio Royalty Au

¡¡Not Shipping!!
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Tommy dropped his weapon, making a clang on the floor that echoed through the room. Was ranboo truly the one tubbo wanted to be a king alongside him? After all he'd done for him? He chose ranboo? Tommy felt tears pricking at his eyes, he wasn't jealous, nor overwhelmed, he was just angry that tubbo chose him over Tommy. someone he had known for a few months over someone he knew for years. Tubbo on the other hand, could read him like a book and knew this would happen, this is why he didn't want to tell him about ranboo. He felt bad, not for choosing ranboo, someone who made him happy, not that Tommy didn't make him not happy. But he felt bad for putting Tommy through this, he had just found out his friend of years and someone he would die for chose someone new.

Ranboo was fidgeting, clearly uncomfortable with the energy in the room, after a solid 5 minutes ranboo finally spoke up "I'll go see how Micheal is doing, you two talk this out" he walked a few steps before getting a tug on his sleeve, it was tubbo asking him to stay. Ranboo reluctantly stepped back and ended up staying. Tommy was on the verge of just collapsing and crying his eyes out but he didn't, he had to stay strong.

"tubbo,,, why..?" Tommy spoke, his voice cracking mid-sentence, he felt as though, he had been replaced, no, he didn't feel like he'd been replaced, he had  been replaced and he knew it. From what Tommy has seen, yes, ranboo seems like a nice guy, but it just,,, didn't make sense to tommy. He wasn't sure what didn't make sense, it was just something that didn't click, Could it have been the major personality differences? Maybe the fact that ranboo is close to techno, an anarchist and literally married the government? He wasn't sure.

"Toms, I-" tubbo tried to put words into a sentence but nothing came to his mind, he had no clue what to say, I mean, how could he know what to say? Ranboo was still awkwardly stood next to tubbo, fidgeting anxiously, not saying anything to avoid making anything worse.

Tommy said nothing. He knelt down, grabbed his weapon, turned around and walked out of the Palace doors with a hurt look on his face.

"I-I'm sorry" ranboo apologised, he wasn't quite sure what he was apologising for, apologising had just become a habit. Tubbo looked up at him and gave him a weak smile as if to say 'it's ok' before grabbing ranboo's hand and following after tommy

[lol timeskip brought to you by ranboos memory]

"well, I mean, he couldn't have gone far" tubbo said, still looking for the taller blonde male

"unless he ran, or is it runned?" ranboo asked genuinely with a confused look on his face, scratching his head

Tubbo sighed with a chuckle "it's ran, anyways, we need to be questioning where Tommy is, not the English language" he spoke

[with Tommy]

He didn't know where he was. For all he knew he could be on the other side of the world at this point, he had been running as fast as his legs would take him, his chest hurt, his legs hurt, everything hurt. He sat infront of a tree and tried to catch his breath, which was near impossible due to the snowy climate.

"Tommy..?-" he heard a familiar deep voice and looked up, it was technoblade, yes, he liked being around techno, but if he was being honest, he didn't want to be around anyone at the moment, he sucked in a sharp breath only to be followed by a series of sore coughs.

He could hear the crunch of the snow getting closer and closer so Tommy decided to just stay there, curled up, his head in his knees, his hand clutching his side.

"Tom, what happened?" techno sounded concerned now, his voice close to cracking, he hated swing his brother like this

Tommy only looked up at him, ready to burst into tears, he opened his mouth to start speaking..

Pt. 2???

Omfg this took forever to write I can't, I lost interest in writing/reading for a sec but I'm back