!TW: Self harm, mental breakdown, cussing, ED!
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Y/n's POV:
I wake up to the smell of old books and the feeling of a hard bed underneath my body. I open my eyes to see that we are back at the orphanage. We have been in and out of here since Mom and dad passed. The family we were with must have gotten bored of us and dropped us off in our sleep. I roll over to see that it is still dark out. Not being very surprised, I lay staring at the white, bumpy ceiling above me; thinking of how thankful I am away from that terrible "home." They made me work like a slave and would hurt Boo. They hurt me too but not as much as they did him.
I snap out of my thoughts and didn't realize until now that I was crying. Hard. I look down to see my fingers digging into my arm. "Fuck." I whisper to myself as I stand up grabbing a tissue and wiping the small amount of blood off my forearm.
When its clear enough, I quietly walk into the bathroom and look at myself in the mirror, trying not to break down again. I see the fresh scars from the tears that were just leaking from my eyes. Trying to distract myself, I leave the bathroom and grab my phone and earbuds. I lay down and turn on f/s. It always seems to clam me down when I need it to. I silently hum the lyrics and focus on the beat of the song until it ended. Finally, somewhat calm, I open TikTok just to find out... its a bones day... "maybe this could be a sign?" I think to myself as the video of the 13 year old pug plays over again.
Time skip 3 hours
Ranboo's POV:
I open my multi color eyes to see I am back at the orphanage? "Welp. I guess its for the best." I say to myself. I try not to think about the once abusive household. It was one of the worst so far. I Get out of bed and check the time. "8:13 am"I read in a whisper. I open my door and quickly make my way over to y/n's room. I had to be quick and quiet to make sure nobody saw me. I would have teleported but I just had woke up, and its pretty loud when I do.
One time I teleported to the bathroom in the middle of the night, and one of the care takers was furious. This memory always makes me smile.
When I get in the room I see y/n sleeping with their earbuds in and their phone on the floor. I smile and quietly close the door. I am now hovering over the bed and lightly shaking y/n. They open their e/c eyes and look at me with a smile. "Have a long night?" I ask giggling as they sat up. Their hair was a mess and there eyes seemed puffier than normal. Must have been another panic attack or something. "I guess you could say that." Y/n says as they stretch. I giggle again and they just smile and walk into their bathroom.
Y/n's POV:
I just changed and washed my face. As I am brushing my hair I see my blade in the shower. Without thinking, I grab it and make 6 cuts into my forearms. While bandaging them up Boo knocks on the door which made me jump a bit. "COMMON N/N WE ARE GUNNA BE LATE TO BREAKFAST!" he yells. Even the near thought of food made my stomach turn.
I open the door and see Ranboo sitting on my bed looking at the book I've been reading. "Its really good Boo. It's about a kid who has to pretend to be this dead kids friend. It is also a Broadway musical." I say explaining the plot of "Dear Evan Hansen" to him.
"Seems interesting. Ready to go?" He asks obviously ready to leave. "Mhm.." I hesitate. He can see the nerves in my eyes. He comes over and gives me a quick hug.
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At Breakfast
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Ranboo's POV:
We sit down and wait for our food. Half awake, I start up a conversation with the kid next to me called Billzo, or Bill for short. "That home didn't work out huh?" He asks bluntly. We have been friends sense I was 6 and he was 5. "Nope. Kinda just woke back up here. I'm not complaining though. I'll tell you about it later." I say not wanting to think about those terrible people.
Right as I finish talking, gross looking food gets put in front of us. It was clumpy oatmeal. What a surprise. I look over to y/n and see them turning paler by the second. "3 bites I." I mouth to them. They nod back and I start eating my food.
After about 5 minutes a loud POP fills the room. I look up to see the spot Y/n was once in empty and a small bit of the oatmeal gone. "shit" I say getting up, smile lightly at Bill as a 'goodbye', and teleported to the nearest bathroom, knowing exactly what was happening.
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Y/n' POV:
"3 bites" Ranboo mouths to me. I nod back feeling myself start to shake. I lift up my spoon and put the food in my mouth. My stomach turns and I quickly take a big sip of water, trying not to get sick. Second bite was the same. Now I was on the third. Before I could even swallow, I knew what was about to happen.
I teleport myself to the nearest bathroom and began to throw up. A few seconds later I hear a loud pop behind me. Knowing it was Boo I didn't react. He lightly pulls my hair from in front of my face and starts rubbing small circles on my back. I sit up from the toilet and hug him. He flushes the toilet and hugs me back with obvious pity. We sit there on the floor, me in his arms for about 10 minutes before he said "I am so proud of you for trying y/n." I just look up and smile at him. Little did he know how disappointed I was in myself. "Why would anyone want me, or even care about me." I think to myself. My thoughts were interrupted by one of the care takers rushing into the bathroom.
"Y/n, Ranboo, I come with great news! The royal family is coming today looking for a kid or two to adopt. They have adopted four kids here before, all being hybrids." She says not even questioning why we were on a bathroom floor or mentioning why we were back at the orphanage. "As you two are obviously enderman hybrids, it is easy to say that you will be two of the top candidates for the adoptions. So I suggest you go get ready to speak to them."
She continues, " Sir Philza and his boys will be here in about an hour."
"Where is Queen Kristen going to be?" I ask curiously. "I have been told she will be at the home getting it prepared for the new royalty." She says with a grin. I nod and she walks out. I look up at Ranboo, smile, and just start running up stairs to get ready.
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