A/N: AHAHHAHAHHSKKS!! THE LONG AWAITED CHAPTER 2 IS FINALLY HERE! more authors notes at the end but im really liking this story so far and i hope u guys do too!! plz, enjoy ;)
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When the duo arrived at the apartment, Ranboo was far past tired, and the second Tubbo ran into the apartment, he went straight to the bathroom, puking his guts out. The older person just shook his head, as if to shake out the conflicting thought, and continued to go about, flicking on lights and grabbing some water and aspirin on his way to the bedroom.
Tubbo stumbled out of the connected bathroom, wincing at the lights above, and squinting his eyes. He stood leaning against the frame of the door as Ranboo looked him up and down and landed his gaze on the ground.
The sickly boy gave a small sigh, flopping onto the bed and put his arm over his face. Meanwhile, Ranboo went to sit lightly beside him on the bed, still holding the cup and the medicine. Tubbo peeked around his arm, not bold enough to look him in the eye yet. He told himself it would because it would be awkward, but it was truthfully because Tubbo could bear to see the disappointment, the pain that was present earlier.
The tense silence was hard to ignore though, and after shooting the boy laying beside him a quick glance, Ranboo couldn't handle it anymore. They stood up slowly, setting the water and Aspirin on the end table.
"I'll take the sofa tonight," He spoke softly. "If you need help or start getting sick again, just come and get me." The boy stood by the door frame, looking back at Tubbo who finally took his arm away and sat up. "And before you ask, I already told the school you can't make it to your first class tomorrow, so you don't have to worry."
His voice was empty; tired. They cleared their throat, clearly ending the discussion and turned around, ready to walk down the hallway to the tiny living room he called his own. Tubbo paused, his eyes widened as he hurriedly crawled to the end of the bed.
"R-Ranboo! I.. Thank you, for the uh.. ride.. A-and I'm.. I'm sorry, you know, for.. earlier..." Tubbo spoke, his voice quite raspy from his sore throat, but quite rushed. He was still feeling ashamed of his actions, guilty for kissing him when he had a boyfriend.
Ranboo paused mid step. His back was to his room and Tubbo, but his emotions were clear from his tense figure to his faintly shaking hands. The small boy sat there, waiting, wringing his hands.
Ranboo was furious. They wanted to explode on their bestfriend, tell him how his pitiful, stupid "sorry" didn't mean shit after the years they had spent hurting. Ranboo has been pushed and pulled and shoved for the longest time, he had the right to blow up.
But he paused. He could just let it go; say it's okay and leave it as it is. It certainly seemed the simpler option, but it was hard to decide. To make matters worse, their simmering frustration was leaking out harsh words and ideas that they knew would only hurt both of them.
"Are you that mad at me because I kissed you?" Tubbo interrupted his train of thought, completely veering the train off the tracks. Ranboo slowly turned his head, his jaw dropped in shock.
"Is that... is THAT what you think I'm angry about, Tubbo? That you kissed me?"
"Well.. y-yeah," He furrowed his brows, "I mean, what else would you be pissed about?"
His head whipped around and Ranboo was boiling.
"'What else?' I WONDER what else could I POSSIBLY be MAD about Tubbo?!" Ranboo shouted. Tubbo was frozen. "I BLOODY WONDER! MAYBE, just MAYBE its the fact that your so fucking OBLIVIOUS to EVERYTHING I've ever done! Have you ever, even ONCE, stopped and thought, for a SECOND, about what I was feeling? Have you?"
"Ranboo I-"
"NO! You don't get to talk to me after everything you've done! Years, and years, and years of being pushed around and walked all over by you, and your stupid little flings, and your stupid parties! You've never thought about me," Ranboo's voice cracked, and left him breathless and teary-eyed.
Tubbo faltered, astounded at what they had said. It was a lot of information to take in, even without a drunken haze that made everything confusing. One thing that the boy did know was that he hated them seeing him like this, so emotionally damaged.
"I'm.. I'm so so sorry Boo.."
He stayed silent, his breath catching as he tried to calm himself down. He took a nice big breath, looking up as tears started falling.
"Its too little, too late, Toby. I'm more sorry that I didn't stop you from making a decision that I knew you would regret," They gave the saddest smile, but it quickly fell as they bit their lip and turned back around, pain filling every void.
"T-toby..? W- Ranboo, wait! I didn't- i'm sorry- you know I didn't.. I don't- Ranboo!.." Tubbo's pleads were met with nothing, as the other was already long gone, and he debated going after him, already standing up.
But Tubbo stopped himself, knowing it was no use, instead going to switch the lights off. He reached where Ranboo was just standing and looked down at his feet.
He was instantly struck with confused curiosity as he lightly tugged at the shirt that he was sure wasn't his shirt (though he really couldn't be sure with all this brain fog). It was about 4 sizes too big and had a tree with a couple of bees on it, the fabric a faded yellow. It was unimaginably comfy.
It suddenly hit him like a punch in the gut that it was Ranboo's shirt that he had offered to keep in his bathroom, just in case Tubbo ever needed it while he was over. They had said that with a big, shy smile, their cheeks tinted pink. He had thought it was adorable and so kindhearted that he kissed him on the cheek in thanks.
It was innocent and harmless at the time, but now, after everything that Ranboo had said, he painfully realized that he had been stringing Ranboo along for years. Tubbo was always treating him as more than a friend, but never gave it a second thought, always thinking it was just platonic love.
Tubbo inwardly flinched, his body already shaking from the absurd amount of alcohol he had consumed, and the sickening realization was certainly not making his persistent nausea any better. He hurried and turned off the light, quickly crawling back into the comforter that smelled like his beloved bestfriend. A warm vanilla scent, with hints of amber and the faint, fruity nic he sometimes hit.
Tubbo bit his lip, ashamed of being so oblivious (and to creepily smelling their bedsheets), snuggling deep in the few layers of bedding. His head pounded in the silence, and he was suddenly very aware of the water and 2 pills that were sitting on the bedside table. Tubbo reached over and grabbed the medicine and swallowed it, chasing it down with the liquid. He silently thanked Ranboo, frowning as he got comfortable again.
The sad boy looked around the room, feeling more and more at a loss as he closed his eyes in defeat. Tubbo let one shaky sigh leave his mouth.
"Is it really too late...?" Tubbo's last thought echoed in his head before he fell into a dreamless slumber.
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Ranboo lay staring at the ceiling sniffling, his eyes red and puffy. It was almost impossible to not cry when Tubbo had hurt him so much, much less when he had never even realized it. It made Ranboo feel worthless, and utterly alone, as the other boy was the only reason he did anything most of the time.
He gave one last glance down the hallway towards his bedroom.
"Stupid, stupid, stupid.."
Ranboo's lip quivered after a second and he turned to face upwards again. He let one final tear slip out and then forcefully closed his eyes, hoping that his racing thoughts would soon stop. Lucky for them, it wasn't too long before their breath evened out and they fell into a restless sleep.
A/N: IM SO SORRY YALL PLZ DONT HATE ME!!! this turned out sooooo much angst-ier than i thougt TwT i apologize sincerely.. but i hoped you enjoyed it anyway!! i worked hard to try and keep the same writing as last chapter, but it was kinda difficult since they were writte so far apart! but oh well, im proud of it:) chapter 3 should be out soon but im not sure:(( i love yuou guys and thank you always for the continued support U MEAN EVERYTHING TO ME!!! stay foxy and much love my guys <333
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