pretty boy //deoinnit {platonic}//

you wont leave... right?

"Deo?"

"Yeah toms?"

"You're not gonna leave one day right?"

"Of course I wouldn't pretty boy!"

"That's good"

"I got a home we could share when you're ready to move, there's no way I'm gonna leave I have to makes sure you're ok!"

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"Tommy! Tommy stop daydreaming I was talking to you!" Tubbo said shaking Tommy.

"What?" Tommy said holding his shirt being able to feel the ring.

"Tommy you don't even listen anymore!"

"Where's deo?"

"Tommy no one knows who deo is! Stop making people up in your mind!"

"But he's-"

"No! He's not real! No one knows who he is! So if only you 'see' him then he's fake! An Imaginary friend cause you think you are so 'lonely'!"

"But he's not fake.." Tommy mumbled backing up from tubbo.

"No! Stop it! Your mind is playing tricks on you! You think you have this 'friend' but he's fucking fake!"

"Tubbo stop it.." Tommy mumbled where tubbo couldn't hear.

Tommy was on the verge of running away from tubbo. He could go to deos house. But if tubbo followed him maybe he'd make it worse.

"Tommy! Stop making people up in your head!" Tubbo said looking away in frustration.

Tommy saw this and took his chance to run. He ran away from tubbo. He didn't go home instead he ran and ran until he was at deos.

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"Deo! Are you there!" Tommy said practically banging on the door.

"Hello- woah! Tommy you alright?!" Deo asked pulling Tommy into his house.

Tommy started grabbing deos hand and messing with it. It was to make sure he was real. Tommy would do it to deo all the time.

"Tommy are you ok?" Deo said closing his door.

"You're real right?" Tommy asked touching deos face now.

"Yeah... Of course I am" deo said softly while moving his hand to tommys hand on his face.

"Are you ok?" Deo asked again taking Tommy to the sofa. (Shawty i cant spell so deal with sofa)

"I'm sorry I just can into your house like that.." Tommy said his hand still on deos face.

"It's our house toms"

"Well it's not really my house yet"

"If you're gonna live here it's our house!"

"You're not not gonna leave right?"

"Why would i?"

"I just- what if we stop talking one day? Or if leave without a trace? Or if I leave?!"

"Tommy, that's not gonna happen ok?"

"Mhm" Tommy hummed hugging deo.

"I'm sorry" Tommy said tears going down his cheeks.

"You did nothing Tommy, there's nothing to say sorry about"

"No i-"

"Tommy you did nothing c'mere" deo said now hugging Tommy.

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Y'all fucking gay

Sheesh I'm pan- (update I'm onmisexual 🙂)