TUBBO POV
"Tubbo have you seen my hoodie?"
"Ummm no I would check the washer or dryer." I feel my face heat up as I look at the hoodie.
"It's not there."
I hear walking up the stairs and quickly try to pull it off and hide it. After it's off I stuff it under my pillow not far before Ranboo walks through the door.
"Tubbo," Ranboo says questioningly.
"Yeah," I answer my face begging to heat up with embarrassment.
He reaches over me and crabs the sleeve of his hoodie pulling it away but I catch the other end easily.
"I need this hoodie," Ranboo says holding back laughter.
I pull on one of the arms.
"Are we really playing tug of war with a sweatshirt."
"No we're playing tug of war with a jumper."
"God Tubbo you're so strong."
I end up pulling the hoodie out of Ranboos arms Ranboo falling over with it.
We both let out roaring laughter and I kept giggling holding his hoodie close.
He scoops me in his lap rocking me back and forth me still holding on to his hoodie like a small child to his moms boob.
"Honeybee I need my hoodie."
"Why?"
"I'm really cold."
"Then cuddle me dumbass."
He hold me closer. "I'm still cold you know."
"Okay but I'm not."
"Oh Tubbo I love you."
"Love you too Boo."
That's a wrap thanks so much for 4.something k reads again I didn't know I would blow up this much this fast.
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