More than Jupiter

Chapter 3

(Ranboo's POV)

"DAMN IT" Tubbo yelled.

"Hahah! I'm just too good"

"I want a rematch!"

"You've said that the last 8 rounds"

They argued for a little longer until a donation interrupted them.

Nedeswah199 donated 3$
"Would u ever date a man"

"Thank you Nede so much for the three, uh, would I ever date a man?"

Ranboo stopped smiling what he was doing. The moods shifted as the donation came in. They just asked Tubbo if he liked men. Why would he? Of course he doesn't. Why would it even matter to Ranboo if Tubbo liked men or not, because Ranboo wouldn't even care, he could care less. He would have no reason too because they're both straight guys who would never like their best friends. Obviously.

"Uh, yea probably, if I met the right guy." Tubbo said.

He froze. Did he hear that right? Tubbo, his best friend, would date a man. What does he mean by "the right guy"? His heart started to speed up. Would Ranboo be qualified to be Tubbo's type? No, that's dumb, how could he even think something like that?

"What about you Ranboo, would you date a man?"

He thought about it for a second.

"I- uh"

Would he?

"I don't know"

What is he talking about? Of course he wouldn't. He likes woman. Well, to be fair, he hasn't actually had feelings for someone before, so how could he be sure?

"That's a dumb answer" Tubbo said quietly then quickly continued, as he probably realized how rude that sounded.

"Just imagine yourself with a man, would you enjoy that?"

He closed his eyes and pictured himself holding hands with a guy. He imagined him with a random dude he made up in his head.

Regardless if the person was a man or not, he knew he definitely didn't like the thought of holding hands with some stranger.

"It's kind of hard to picture me with someone that isn't a specific person."

"Then think of a guy you feel really close to."

He closes his eyes again and imagine himself holding hands with guy, but this time the man is shorter, with brown fluffy hair, and a mix of hazel and brown eyes. Tubbo. He imagines the two looking at eachother, smiling. He notices, in his imagination, Tubbo is wearing one of the hoodies he has in real life. Once he processes what he's thinking about, he feels the heat rush up to his neck and face. Even though his eyes are closed, he can tell he's probably super pink right now. He opens his eyes.

"Most likely, if whoever he was made me really happy and we cared about each other a lot"

"Bet"

"What?"

"Never mind"

_ _ _

About an hour later, they decided it would be a good time to end the stream.

"Bye chat"

"Byyyye"

As the chat said goodbye, the stream ended.

"I think i'm ready for MCC" Tubbo said proudly.

"Are you kidding? I beat you in like, more than half of those"

"Whatever"

They talked for a while, like they do after streams.

"You know when that donation came in on my stream and I told you to imagine someone your close with?"

"Yea?"

"Who did you imagine?"

crap crap crap crap crap, he thought. What was he supposed to say? He couldn't lie; Tubbo knew him for being super honest, he wasn't going to break that over some stupid donation.

"Oh- uh, nobody. It's- It's not really important"

"Hmmmmm... sus"

"I, uh- what"

"You're really bad at hiding things, just tell me who it was. I won't judge you"

"No. You'll hate me"

"I won't, I promise"

He wanted to believe that, but was that really true? Would Tubbo really be okay with him fantasizing about him in his head?

"Are you sure? You won't hate me, or make fun of me?"

"I swear on Benson"

He felt his face heat up and closed his eyes. He tilted his head down slightly. He let a small sigh, then said quietly,

"You"

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