mcyt one shots that i write at 3am

Stars

[ship: beeduo]

v short and maybe corny but kinda cute ig idk i'm sick rn

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"Stars are fucking weird, aren't they?"

Tubbo tiled his head to the side.

"What makes you say that?"

"They're just balls of fire!" Tommy exclaimed, "Sound pretty fucking useless to me."

Tubbo hummed and turned his head back to look up at the stars. He smiled softly.

"I think they're pretty."

"Why?"

"Dunno." Tubbo sighed, "I guess... They make me think about things."

Tommy pushed himself up into a sitting position, looking down at Tubbo who remained laying in the grass.

"What kinds of things?"

Tubbo shook his head.

"Nah, you'll laugh."

Tommy went to protest, but decided against it. Tubbo was probably right, but he still wanted to know, and the fact the Tubbo wouldn't tell him frustrated him.

"Come on, Tubbo!" he pleaded, "Tell me!"

Tubbo chuckled lightly.

"I think about love, Toms."

Tommy snorted. Predictable.

"Love?!" Tommy noticed the way Tubbo remained completely silent. He wasn't joking. The blonde sighed and lay back down calmly. "Why you thinking about love, Tubbs?"

"What do you think love is, Tommy?" Tubbo asked. Tommy grinned.

"Women."

Tubbo laughed, but he couldn't find himself agreeing.

"Maybe for you," he hummed. Tommy silently agreed, though he didn't actually understand what Tubbo meant. "To be honest, I've not really figured it out yet. Love is everything, but at the same time it feels like there's no love anywhere."

"Huh."

"Yeah."

"Do you think you'll ever love anyone, Tubbo?"

Tubbo considered as he drew patterns through the stars with his eyes.

"Maybe one day."

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Tubbo giggled as he ran through the field, Ranboo chasing close behind him. Though Tubbo ran fast, Ranboo's long legs gave them a huge advantage and they quickly caught up, scooping Tubbo up in their arms and spinning him around. The two laughed as they collided them clumsily collapsed onto the grass, Tubbo's head laying on Ranboo's chest. Ranboo gently laced the fingers of one hand between Tubbo's, and reached up to stroke the boy's hair with the other. Tubbo hummed happily and leaned into their touch.

"Y'know, I think I've finally figured it out," Tubbo mused.

"What's that?" the younger questioned.

"Love."

Tuboo could feel Ranboo's heartbeart quicken where his head rested.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," Tubbo confirmed and looked up at Ranboo. The setting sun painted them golden, and Tubbo felt his heart leap. "I love you, Boo."

"I- I love you too, Tubbo."