The crossbreeds

Comfort

Tubbo Pov.

It was around 9:30 when I heard a rapid knock. I had put Michael to bed a hour ago and I had double checked that he was asleep. As I walked to the door I could hear sniffling as if someone was crying.

I opened the door to reveal Ranboo. He had tears streaming down his face and his eyes were puffy.

"C-can I c-come ins-side?" Ranboo asked. "Of course! Hurry inside you can tell me what happened." I said in a worried tone, rushing him into the house quickly.

We sat down on the couch and I offered Ranboo some hot chocolate, which he refused. "So....what happened." I wondered. " My...mom, she... found out... about Michael...and she said...that" he choked out before bursting into tears again. "W-what did she say?" I asked. What could she say to hurt Ranboo so badly? " She...she said that...she was only k-keeps me a-around to continue t-the family line." It shocked me to know that Ranboo's own MOTHER would say that to him. I understood why that hurt him so bad, but why would she say that.

A/n
Basically Ranboo's mom just said she doesn't actually want him, she just keeps him around for that reason.

I pulled the taller boy into a hug "Shhhh, it's ok." I said, rubbing small circles on Ranboo's back. After a while Ranboo's breath slowed, signaling he was asleep.

I laid him down on the couch to rest for the night. I got one of my fluffy white blankets and threw it over Ranboo. I sat down on the opposite couch just looking at him for a while. He looked so peaceful and calm. How could his life be this bad? I left to go check on Michael. I peeked into his room to check that he didn't wake up from Ranboo's rant. He was in a deep sleep as the blankets were almost off the bed. He had curled himself into a ball while facing the wall. When I returned to Ranboo's side, I noticed that tears were still rolling down his face but he had stopped crying. I just hope he has better dreams then he had day. I thought to myself as I climbed up stairs and went to bed.

Ranboo Pov.

At some point I had fallen asleep; I was still mostly asleep when Tubbo went to bed. I was still upset but the warmness if the blankets, along with the closeness of the couch pillow, comforted me. As I drifted to sleep I couldn't help but wonder 'Why do I find so much comfort with being around Tubbo. I mean I've only known him for 3 weeks.' And with that, I was asleep.

I woke up in the same room I always do. It was plain but that's what mother suggested. It had a black and white bed and a desk. It seemed I had fallen asleep on the floor but I have no memory of falling asleep there. I got up and wondered around the house. Nothing. Everything was plain. The walls were bear and the was no table or counter decorations. Only thing was black and white furniture.

As I wondered towards my father's study I started to hear words. It sounded like both my mother and father at the same time but I thought they might be singing together. No that's impossible, they always fought. If not with each other then with me. I reached the study and I looked through the glass door windows. What I saw made me burst into tears. Out of fear? Out of trama? Out of pain.......I saw me, my mother, and my father. But it wasn't me right now. It was child me. His, or my, back was facing away from the door. I opened the door. At first I didn't go in but the sound (even with the door open) was still a whisper. As I entered that sound went from the whispers to yelling, and I heard exactly what they were saying. "MISTAKE" "REGRET" "DISAPPOINTMENT" All these were words my parents were telling at me. I panicked. My natural reaction was to run over and cover my younger self's ears as to make sure these words never get to his head.....but when I faced him. His eyes. His eyes were dark, empty, tired. I started screaming in pain.

"Ranboo?" The voice seemed comforting. But who was it? I couldn't remember. "Ranboo, wake up" There it was again. "RANBOO WAKE UP!" Tubbo.

I jolted awake to see Tubbo standing next to me. I had tears running down my face and my hands were shaking. I quickly pulled Tubbo into a hug. He hugged me back but in a more comfort way. "Shhhh, it's ok. Everything is going to be ok."

Everything was going to be ok.

Thank you Tubbo.