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Sick

Ranboo's POV:

Yesterday was purely... something. I didn't mean to place my hands on where it did... I only needed to show him the right way. I've always known his body figure was small, well visibly, obviously.

But I never thought it was that small. My hands almost fits perfect on his hips. What the fuck am I thinking ! I physically shook my head to draw out the unpure thoughts. I felt disgusted with myself and went to bed. 

Not being able to sleep as Tubbo's images was in my head. His choice of clothes were nice. He knew how to dress himself. Maybe I can ask some tips. Maybe by then, we could have more time together. Or look good with each other.

! Next day, in school !

I was walking in the halls with Tommy, just talking  and laughing about stuff because of Tubbo not being able to come because he was sick. I think I'll just swing by later to give him a bowl of hot soup. 

I was wondering if the archery made him sick. Maybe a headache ? Heat ?

"Hey so I need to describe the whole school with their features to fill in the 'school's passes' that the principle invented today. It's for school senior book. So do you know how to describe Tubbo's ? That guy's a greek god"

Tommy asks me, and laughed lightly, but cut me off when I tried to say anything

"Okay so curly hair, kind of blue-ish brown-ish eyes and pink lips"

Tommy said proudly and I was very confused

"I thought he had cherry coloured lips"

Tommy look at me, his expression a bit shocked

"Wait, are we talking about the same person ? Tubbo usually have wavy hair and a dark shade of green for his eye colour"

Tommy looked confused now. His eyebrows furrowed.

"Okay Ranboo, it's a bit weird and also creepy that you pay that much attention... But what's more weird is you corrected me on his lips first..."

Tommy  said in a neutral face expression with a tint of  mad-ness.

"I uh- Well"

I struggled to speak. My phone ringed. Thank god.

"I got to take  this"

I said pointing at my phone

"Hello ?"

Mom: "I'm outside"

"Okay, coming"

I hung up. It was my mom picking me up from school. My mom came at the right time, I thought it was funny. Waved goodbye to Tommy and he waves  back weakly. What was with him ? I shook that thought. He might be just tired.

"Hey mom, why don't we have  soup tonight ? Tubbo's sick and I think it'll be good to send him a bowl of soup"

I asked my mom, in the car. I look at her, She was grinning

"Yeah, of course. Want me to drop you at Tubbo's ?"

My mom said, still grinning. I furrowed my brows then looking back at the road

"No thank you mom, I'm walking"

I said while looking at her weirdly.

"Okay, if you say so"

She shrugged.

! They're home and his mom just made soup !

I walked to Tubbo's house, following the  directions Tommy  gave me. I walked slowly to analyze the neighborhood. It was full of flora, it was calming to walk by. I could  say he's rich by just the area  his house is in. Then I knocked on  his door.

He answered.

"Oh... hey Ranboo..."

He said weakly, trying to force a smile. His eyes were half open, I figured he could just collapse into my arms any second. His colours looked drained from his face. He looks pale.

And that says something because before this, he was already quite pale.

'Hey Tubbo, um... I made you soup. I just wanted to give you this and be on my way. I don't want to disturb you anyway"

I turned around to go, then without saying a word, he pulled me in his house. Both of my eyes flew up and I just tried to remain calm. I took a breath. Sick, but strong enough to pull a 6ft man into his house.

"Oh... um is your parents home ?"

He rubbed his eyes with his  knuckles. Jesus  his hands looks so gentle and so cold It was pale white. But I set that  thought  aside, he then plopped himself on  the couch, falling straight asleep. 

"Tubbo...?

I was concerned of course. So I called my mom.

"Mom I think Tubbo just passed out... Can I stay behind for a bit ? Just to make sure he's okay. I'll be right back when he wakes up"

"Okay honey, be careful. Please don't make a fuss in their house. Try to keep quiet and try to stay low. Be back as soon as you can"

My mom said and I hung up. I hope his parents don't mind. I carried him carefully, placing him on the couch properly. He had a blanket over him so I grabbed he blanket and covered him with it.

It didn't look like his parent's were home. His house looked pretty empty. By the looks of it, I would've probably thought he lived here alone. 

He had a counter with stools so I sat on it, just checking my socials. I really hope his parents don't come home  right now. Anytime but now. I don't want to give them a bad impression. I shook my head.

A few hours later, Tubbo made sudden moves, meaning he was awake. He groans and was coughing. I went over to him. I picked up his head gently, so he can get air. He was getting hot and getting weaker to move.

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