Only You | Ranboo x Reader (SEQUEL TO WRONG NUMBER)

~Chapter 1~

YOOOO WE BACK WITH THIS STORYYY! Really excited to be back with this, and already super motivated!

Now, as stated in my previous story; this book will use they/them pronouns! I may at times write "she" at some points cuz, I'm stupid and have been using those pronouns for x readers for like, 5 years /srs so if I do, please correct me! <3

Once again, if Ranboo ever says he's uncomfortable with fanfiction/x readers, I will IMMEDIATELY unpublish this story! I don't want to make him uncomfortable in any way! I try to always listen to people's boundaries, so if he ever is like "hey, i'm not comfortable with this" let me know immediately, and I'll remove this!

ONE MORE THING! This story is starting IMMEDIATELY AFTER THE FIRST ONE. Y'all are deadass getting off the plane in the beginning LMAO Now, enjoy the chaos! :D

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~Your POV~

I yawned as we stepped off the plane. It had been a long flight, and was 4 PM here. So about... 2 AM in the UK? (I now know Ranboo's timezone after his latest stream, at least I think I do-I dont know for sure, nor does it matter <3)

"God, I'm exhausted..." I yawned. Ranboo laughed a little bit at how I reacted.

"I am too, but now we've gotta find Cian and Violet, since they're hopefully here to pick us up..." Ranboo said.

"Hopefully?" I gave a small panicked laugh.

"I mean, they said they would be. Their flight was at the exact same time as ours, so they'd know the basic time of when we'd probably be landing..." Ranboo said, checking his phone it appeared as we walked.

"You didn't text them!?" I asked.

"I'm doing it right now, don't worry!" Ranboo laughed. I sighed with relief.

"Stop scaring me! I don't want to have a heart attack at age 18, or below the age of 35!" I said.

"Why specifically 35?" Ranboo gave me a look.

"That's pretty old, right?" I said.

"It's not that old!" Ranboo argued.

"It's pretty old!" I argued back.

"There are probably multiple 30+ year old's looking at us right now." Ranboo said.

"If Phil heard this, he'd kill us-" I laughed awkwardly.

"Thanks for reminding me to tell him this," Ranboo smirked.

"Don't you fucking dare, or I'm killing Michael-" I said.

"JOKES ON YOU!" Ranboo said.

"DON'T EVEN JOKE ABOUT THIS-" I lightly smacked his arm as a joke. (Idk if Michael is dead in lore, and nobody fucking tell me or I'm killing your Minecraft pets. /srs)

"I'm sorry!-" Ranboo panicked, laughing.

"I fucking hate you." I said.

"I don't think you do, since you came on this trip with me," Ranboo smirked. I rolled my eyes.

"I'm so done with you. I couldn't live with you for another 4 months," I joked.

"I couldn't live with you for another 4 months, either," Ranboo joked in return. I just laughed.

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After ages, we were on our way back to Ranboo's house.

"So, how was your time in the UK?" Cian asked, practically the moment we got into the car.