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Request: No
Type: Angsty fluffThis is all platonic! (>▪︎^▪︎)>♡
TW: abuse, crying little, pull-ups, panicked little. (Let me know if there's any I missed)
CG! Ranboo
CG!Tubbo
L! Y/N
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Ranboo: BooTubbo: Bee, Tubs (Ranboo)
Y/N: Honey, Little one, Baby
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Y/N was tiredly dragging themself through the snow that was to their ankles. They were exhausted, hungry, cold, and in pain. They were small, and the only thing they wanted was to be held by someone.
They sun was just now rising, and the sky was a canvas of pinks and oranges, thrown in with a few scattered fluffy clouds sprinkling tiny snowflakes. Y/N had been walking all night, getting as far away that they could from their "mother".
It was around 5-6 pm, and the sun was starting to set. Y/N had been at home while her mother was out at work, and they had slipped into baby space when their "mother" walked in and found them. Their "mother" dragged them off the couch by their hair, and began kicking, hitting, just being a cruel vile person, and told them they were a disgrace, that they were a freak for "acting" like a child. Y/N at that point was out of little space, and managed to knock their mom over long enough so they could run to their room and lock the door. They only had a couple minutes before their mom would break the door down, so they grabbed their little bag, their phone and charger, and a thin jacket. They were only in a duck onesie, and they had no shoes on. Then they jumped from their window and ran, no general direction, just trying to get as far away from that horrible place.
Currently they were in a headspace of about 5 or 6, just trying to stay awake, and get away.
(Tubbo pov)
Ranboo and I were on our way back from Phil's after dropping Michael off so that Michael could hang out with the sbi, when I saw someone off by the treeline.
"Ranboo look," I said getting the enderman beside me to stop walking.
(Ranboo pov).
"Ranboo look," I heard Tubbo say, I followed where he was looking, and saw someone practically dragging themself through the snow. 'Wait a minute is that-', I thought, "Tubbo that's Y/N!," I said as a started running towards them. Tubbo quickly following behind me. I didn't wanna waste anytime, they looked hurt, and exhausted. "Y/N!," I yelled trying to get their attention.
(Y/N pov)
'Boo.. n bee?' I thought. I started crying again, and felt warm tears roll down my face like waterfalls and my vision go blurry becquse my eyes were clouded with tears as I tried running to Boo. Crashing down into a way smaller headspace.
(Ranboo pov)
I finally made it over to Y/N and I saw they were covered with bruises, they had a path of dried blood running from their forehead all the way down to their chin, and they had a dried, muddy foot print on their duck onesie on their ribcage. They almost fell as their legs just stopped working, luckily I managed to catch them before they fell. I picked them up, making sure not to hurt them. They were shaking a lot, they looked like were trying to say something, but all they could do was let out incoherent little babbles, and they were breathing really fast. I quickly grabbed onto Tubbo's hand, and was holding Y/N with the other one, as I teleported us home.
(Tubbo pov)
After Ranboo teleported us home I gently grabbed Y/N from his arms, so he could unlock the door. When I did they made a small noise of pain the made my heart wanna burst into a million pieces. 'I'm gonna kill whoever did this to them', thought as I walked into the house. Y/N's breathing was still really fast paced. So I sat down on the sofa with them, and put a blanket around us because they were freezing. "Hey, little one shhhhh, breath with me baby. You're okay now. I'm here, bee's here. Boo's here, we got you," I said. After a couple minutes their breathing was finally getting back to normal, and they were only crying a little, but it was much better than before. "Bee," was all I heard them say, and they just clung onto me. I felt my heart melt a little. Then I saw Ranboo walk back in the room, "Hey little one I have a nice warm bath ready for you, you can play with Mr. Ducky, and the fishies if you come with me," Ranboo said talking about the little bath toys we had gotten for them the last time they had come over. Y/N just made grabby hands, and Boo came over and picked them up. I gave Boo a concerned smile, and walked to go find some clean clothes for Y/N.
(No one's pov)
Despite Ranboo being an enderman he was really good when it came to bath time for littles. He just had to be careful, and wear some waterproof gloves that went to his elbows.
(Ranboo's pov)
"Okay honey, do you need some help or are you big enough?," I asked. Y/N just held up one finger. "You need some help?," and they nodded. "Alright baby, that's okay," I said. I helped them get out of their dirty onesie, and then looked away until they were in a towel. I held their hand, and led them to the bathtub. "Alright baby I'm gonna look away now, tell me when it's okay for me to look back okay?," I said, and they gave a little nod. I turned around, and waited before hearing a small, "tay," and then turned back around. "Alright baby, I'm gonna wash your hair while you play with the toys, and the bubbles, okay?," and they just nodded.
I grabbed a little bottle of some honey and lavender smelling baby shampoo, and poured a little into my hand before rubbing it into Y/N's hair, making sure not to get any in their eyes, and being gentle around the little area on there forehead where the blood was. I rinsed it out with a little plastic cup filled with some warm water, and then did the same thing with some conditioner. Now here was gonna be the hard part, washing their face. "Okay honey I have to wash your face now okay? I promise I'll be gentle," and they nodded and turned to face me. "Thank you honey," I said. Putting some strawberry smelling soap on a little rag, and washing their face, and getting the dried blood off, making sure to be really gentle with the cut on their forehead, "ow," I heard them say when I was cleaning the cut. I felt my heart break a little, "I know baby I'm sorry, but you're doing a really good job for me, I'm proud of you," I said.
(A couple minutes later)
Y/N was standing there half asleep, wrapped in a towel, just looking down at the floor. I picked them up, and carried them out to my and Tubbo's room where Tubbo said he had clothes for them.
"Hey baby, how old we feeling?," I asked in a soft tone. They stuck up one finger before putting their thumb in their mouth. "Nuh-uh little one that's icky, here you go baby," I said putting a bee pacifier in their mouth before they could fuss. Since they were half asleep I decided it would be best for them to have a pull-up, just in case. So I quickly got them in a pull-up, and then got them dressed in the clothes Tubbo had out. It was one of my oversized hoodies with a blue butterfly on it, and a pair of baby blue shorts, a pacifier clip that had a sheep design on it, and some baby blue socks with tiny white bows on them. Then Tubbo walked in with a bottle of warm angel milk, sat down on the bed, and pulled them into his lap, holding them, and the bottle. By the time a little more then half the bottle was done Y/N was asleep, so Tubbo replaced the bottle with their pacifier, and laid down with them, so they wouldn't fuss. I grabbed the bottle, and rinsed out the milk, replacing it with some apple juice, just in case they woke up in the middle of the night, and then I walked back into the room, set the bottle on a nightstand by the bed, and laid down on the other side of Y/N. "Goodnight Tubs. Goodnight little one," I whispered, giving Tubbo a little kiss on the hand, and one on Y/N's forehead. "Goodnight Boo," I heard Tubbo whisper half-asleep. I held Tubbo's hand as I cuddled into the other side of Y/N, as I let a sweet wave of sleep wash over me.
×××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××Hello lovelies, I hoped you liked this one. This is a small reminder to take care of yourselves today, and be careful. I love you all so much, have a good day/night/evening. Goodbye for now my loves.
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