𝙉𝙤𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙡𝙜𝙞𝙖 𝙁𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙁𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚.. {Tommy x reader}

«•23-god I'm tired..•»

A/n: sorry last chapter was shit I had huge writer's block anyways enjoy this chapter I made it in class lmao-

.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・.・゜゜・
"Can you forgive me?"
-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．-: ✧ :-゜・．

The more time I spent with the boy the more I got comfortable.

well shit-
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[Y/n POV]

I stared at my phone or the message I got.

'Should I go???'

cockroach🦗

hey, y/n do you wanna meet Jason??

-

Contemplating how bad this could end, as an example me.. beating him up-

Of course, I wasn't gonna do that, not unless I had to but I don't even know the height of this man.

if he was two times my size he could crush me like a soda can.

Without even thinking my hands hover over the keyboard and type "yes".

When the message was sent absolute panic washed over me.

'well shit, is this where I die-'

Curling up into a ball on my bed, I get a message for the one and only "Ranboo".

Eyeman

Hey y/n we haven't talked in
a while wanna stream together?

As I read the message, with no other thoughts I reply to the giant man.

Boobeye

Hey y/n we haven't talked in
a while wanna stream together?

sure when??

In 30 mins? is that fine?-

mhm I'll be there boobeye

what-

Ran (boob) and your eye reveal y'know-

why just why-
Read...

' this could be a good distraction from the mistake I just did-'

Tossing my phone on my desk, I open my closet and skim over all the clothing, placed neatly on hangers.

Being too lazy to dress up nice, I grab a hoodie, some sweat pants and called it a day.

Booting up my pc, I spin around my chair until the powering up sound came.

I logged in and got ready my obs for I was also going to stream.

I go live, my starting stream pulled up, after a decent amount of people joined I started my intro and joined Ranboo.

"AYYY MR BOOBEYE!" from the other side of the call, you could hear Ranboo clearly disappointed in me.