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Christmas Wishes-Chapter 8

Me and Ranboo had just finished exchanging gifts and he was sitting in his room eating the chocolates while Im writing things down in my new song book.

I had been planning a song for a while but I didn't have enough inspiration for it yet. I wrote a few more words in the book and then set it aside and grabbed my phone and opened Twitter.

I don't go on Twitter often because...well it's Twitter. It's a chaotic hell hole. I opened the app and scrolled for a bit, liking tweets, following some streamers, liking fan art, basically what I normally do.

I noticed one tweet Ranboo made. It was a picture of us with the caption, Best friends :))).
I smiled at the tweet and liked it before opening the replies. Bad decision on my part.

What the hell? Why would Ranboo
stream with them? They are ugly as hell.
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They really need to lose weight, they are fat af.
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They are probably just using him for clout, they look the type anyway
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They are so pretty/handsome! I hope to see some more Y/N content soon! :D

I started tearing up. Usually I was a pretty strong person but for some reason these replies got to me. Of course there were a lot of positive ones but I couldn't get my mind off of the negative ones.

I opened my DMs and this one in particular made me loose it.

You don't fucking deserve Ranboo.
Wtf do you even know about him.
You are a fat, fucking ugly, gold digging bitch and you need to stay the hell away from his streams again. Better yet go fucking kill yourself you arsehole. No one would even care anyway.

I let out sobs into my knees as I pulled them up to my chest and threw my phone across my bed. Was I really that ugly? Was I over weight? Did I act like an arsehole? Did Ranboo think I was using him for clout?

I'm crying into my knees looking like a huge mess when the door knob turned and Ranboo stepped into the room. "Hey Y/N, I heard noise and-oh my god Y/N are you okay?" He dashed over to me and scooped me up into a hug while I was crying into his chest.

His hands wrapped around one of my own and the other around my waist. "It's okay, let it out, everything will be alright." He said in a hushed tone as my crying became less of a mental breakdown.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" He asked. I gestured to my phone which was still open on the DM and he read it as his eyes widened. "Oh my god...Y/N-." "Its true." I cut him off.

"I probably am really that fucking ugly. I probably act like an arsehole. But one thing I want you to know is that I wouldn't use you for clout or for money. You mean a lot to me, also that's a pretty fucked up thing to do." I laugh weakly.

"Y/N. Give me your hands" he said in a calm but stern manner. I laid my hands in his before he started talking. "You are stunning." He placed a kiss on my right pinkie. "You are talented" a kiss on my right ring finger.

"You have great humor." A kiss on my right middle finger. He continued on, complimenting me, kissing each finger after every compliment.
After he kissed my last finger he looked at me. I was a little confused.

"Erm- what was that for?" I asked curiously.
"It was all reasons why you shouldn't believe those idiotic, toxic people who are too stuck up to see that they are hurting people." He responded.
I looked at him admiringly. I don't think I've felt this much admiration and love towards someone ever.

He then grabbed my phone and turned it off and set it on my desk after plugging it in and he was about to walk out the door before a burst of confidence overcame me.
"Could you...stay in here tonight?"

My face was rosy pink as I asked the question. I looked over and he stopped at the door. His face turned a light red color as he stumbled over his words, "O-oh...uhm...yeah if that's o-okay with you..." he turns towards me and I nod scooting over in my bed.

He walks over and hesitantly gets under the covers and lays down comfortably. All of my confidence left as I turned around. What was I thinking! He totally thinks I'm a creep-." I feel arms wrap around my waist and a soft voice in my ear "is this okay?" He asks.

I nod my head, my face brick red as he pulls me closer, my back against his chest, his head resting in the crook of my neck. His breath tickles my neck as I shiver. "Happy Christmas Y/N"

I really was falling in love with this boy.

A/N
That's chapter 8 done! I hope you enjoyed it and it's fun to write fluff. Thats pretty much it. I'll update whenever I can. That's it for today folks. Bye everyone!