(DISCONTINUED)American Boy || Platonic Beeduo Highschool AU

16: Let's Blow This Shitshow (part 1)

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anyways, this chapter will be split into two parts because it was getting long

TW/CWs: injuries, violence, deadnaming

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"W-what?" Ranboo said, looking up at Tubbo. The brunette smiled softly and gently brushed Ranboo's hair out of his face.

"I said, I'm not going to let you live here anymore. It's not good for you, you keep getting hurt, both emotionally and physically. I can't stand to see you like this Boo, and it makes me so fucking mad that I can't do anything about it. So, you're going to stay with me for a bit, so you can be safe," Tubbo explained. Ranboo's eyes filled with tears, but this time they were of joy.

Tubbo cared.

He was the first person to care about Ranboo in a long, long time.

Tubbo was the only one who asked if he was ok, and he was the only one who helped him when he was hurt.

Tubbo was the first person to give Ranboo a genuine, caring hug for the first time.... ever.

Ranboo couldn't believe how lucky he was to have met this boy, and he couldn't have asked for a better friend.

No, not friend.

They were more than friends, but not romantically. It was like they were... platonic soulmates.

"I... I don't know what to say Tubbo. Thank you. Thank you so so much," Ranboo said, once again wrapping his arms around the smaller boy.

"Of course, Boo. I'm not letting you stay with this shithead for a second longer. He's made your life a living hell, and if he ever touches you again, I'll kill him," Tubbo said, his voice dangerously serious.

"Remind me to never get on your bad side," Ranboo joked, poking Tubbo's side. Tubbo giggled and ruffled Ranboo's hair.

"I should probably get my stuff," Ranboo said, and Tubbo hummed in agreement, and the brunette stood. Ranboo tried to get up, but doubled over in pain, clutching his stomach.

"Shoot," he breathed, wincing as he stood up. Tubbo rushed over to help support Ranboo, and the brunette led the tall boy over to the bed.

"Sit down bossman," Tubbo said, and Ranboo said down on the bed. Pain was shooting through his stomach and limbs, and he could feel bruises beginning to form.

"D'you mind if I take a look at your stomach to see how bad it is?" Tubbo asked, and Ranboo nodded. Tubbo gingerly lifted up Ranboo's hoodie, and his stomach twisted at the sight.

Large black and blue bruises were splayed across Ranboo's lower abdomen, and more were starting to form on his upper chest. Tubbo could see old scars and cuts scattered across Ranboo's stomach, and some had been reopened.

"Fuck, Ranboo," Tubbo breathed, and Ranboo winced.

"Is it that bad?" Ranboo said, and Tubbo frowned.

"Yea it's pretty awful. I'm gonna have to bandage them because some of your old cuts reopened," Tubbo explained.

"The first-aid kit is under the bathroom sink," Ranboo said, and Tubbo quickly went into the bathroom and retrieved it. Ranboo fully removed his shirt and hoodie, as he didn't want them to get in the way. Tubbo cleaned and bandaged the cuts, but he couldn't do anything for the bruises.

"Thank you," Ranboo said quietly after Tubbo was finished, pulling his hoodie back over his head. The brunette simply smiled in return.

"I'll get my things," Ranboo said and began to gather his favorite clothes along with some toiletries. He reached into the closet and pulled out a small black suitcase, filling it with items. He lastly grabbed his laptop and its charger, his phone charger, and earbuds, placing them on top. He zipped it shut.

"That's it?" Tubbo said, tilting his head. Ranboo nodded.

"I really don't own much beyond necessities. Besides, my father would always break things I had in my room when he was mad at me," Ranboo said, shrugging. Tubbo frowned, and gently took Ranboo's hand.

"I'm sorry Boo. I promise we'll go shopping once you're all settled in at my house," the brunette said.

"Oh, no, there's no need-" the panicked boy was cut off by Tubbo.

"I insist," Tubbo said strongly, and the tall boy sighed. There was no point arguing with him once he made up his mind.

"Fine," Ranboo said, rolling his eyes. Tubbo giggled.

"Ok, let's go," Tubbo said, walking over to the opened window.

"Wait, how did you even get up here?" Ranboo questioned since his room was on the second floor.

"I climbed," Tubbo said simply. Ranboo blinked, not really that surprised.

"Ok Spider-Man, but there's no way we can get the suitcase down," Ranboo said, looking out the window.

"Shit, you're right," Tubbo said, frowning.

"I think my dad's asleep, we can just go out the door," Ranboo proposed, and Tubbo hesitated.

"Are you sure? I don't want you to get hurt," the brunette said sincerely.

"It'll be fine," Ranboo assured him and started walking towards his bedroom door. Tubbo shrugged and followed him.

Once both boys were out of the room, Ranboo quietly closed the door behind them, and they began to tiptoe down the stairs. It was unsaid that they had to be quiet, but the combined fear of Ranboo's father was enough to keep them dead silent. Finally, after what seemed like hours but had only been mere minutes, the duo reached the front door.

Ranboo's hands were shaky as he twisted the knob slowly.

Finally, freedom.

The taller boy couldn't suppress his smile as he opened the door steadily.

"BOO, WAIT- !"

The door slammed in Ranboo's face, and he whipped around to be met with the furious glare of his father.

"And where the fuck do you think you're going, Rana?" the man growled, stepping closer to Ranboo. The tall boy unintentionally stepped backward, but his back was pressed against the door. He was trapped.

"And who the hell is this?!" he shouted, roughly grabbing the collar of Tubbo's hoodie, and Tubbo flinched. Ranboo clenched his fists.

"Let him go," he said through gritted teeth.

"You are in no position to argue with me, girl," the man said, tightening his grip on Tubbo's hoodie. The brunette winced, and Ranboo's heart cracked. He couldn't let Tubbo go through what he had gone through. He didn't deserve it. Hell, Tubbo deserved the world, not Ranboo's asshole of a father.

Ranboo decided at that moment that his father could punch him, kick him, treat him like worthless shit, but he wouldn't let him lay a finger on Tubbo.

Ranboo lunged forward and managed to twist Tubbo's hoodie out of his father's grasp. The taller boy pulled Tubbo back and instinctively put a protective arm in front of him, shielding the brunette as much as he could from the drunk man.

"You're going to regret this," Ranboo's father said sharply and raised his fist.

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