"Soft Boy" || ☾ Tommyinnit X Reader Story ☽

Chapter 9 ʚ♡⃛ɞ(ू•ᴗ•ू❁)

A week goes by before Tommy finally realizes that he hasn't heard Y/n's soft sweet singing and he's confused because Y/n has been listening to music all the time lately. He decided to ask Ranboo about it but Ranboo just shrugged and said to talk to Y/n about it. That did't go smoothly at all because now Y/n is in Ranboo's embrace crying. Ranboo, trying his best to comfort them, rubbing small circles on their back while rocking softly and swiftly side to side, it seems to be working because the sobs turned into small sniffles every now and then. Y/n finally breaks the silence between them but it's a small whisper just barely audible.

"Thank you, love you." Their voice so soft so quiet it breaks between the words. Ranboo's embrace tightened only slightly and he softly kissed the top of Y/n's head muttering the words "I love you too" back to the half asleep Y/n in his arms. Without another word Ranboo swiftly picks Y/n up and takes them to his room and lays down with them still in his embrace on his chest as they both slowly fall into a deep but well needed slumber.

The next day Y/n wakes up to 3 missed calls, 15 unread messages, and 2 voicemails from Tommy and 1 voicemail along with 18 unread messages from Tubbo. They panic slightly but decided to ignore it until they felt ready to speak to anyone other than Ranboo, even then they didn't want to talk to him much, they only say a few words here and there. This always happens when something happens to them and it truly hurts them, they cry then shut down, basically avoiding any human interaction. They've remembered they still had their notebook that Tubbo got them for their anxiety a few years ago and that they still have a few empty pages in it they can write on. Y/n sprints to Ranboo who's in the kitchen.

"Oh, hey! What's up, love?" Ranboo says cheerfully but cautiously. Y/n shyly smiles.

"Erm. Can we go to uhm Tubbo's so i can get some things? Just my notebooks really." Y/n asks sweetly and full of energy. Ranboo nods grabbing his keys and they make their way to Tubbo's house. Once they arrive Tubbo shoots out the door and immediately engulfs Y/n in a hug. He must've been looking for them to come because no one sent a message that they were on their way. Once the hugging was over Tubbo guides them inside.

"Did you read my messages." Tubbo quizzes, Y/n shook their head in response. They didn't even grab their phone before they came so they can't check them now even if they wanted to.

"Then I'm assuming you haven't read Tommy's either?" Tubbo quizzed again earning the same response from Y/n again.

"I came for my notebooks and i forgot to grab my phone." Y/n says, Tubbo's faces turns into panic.

"Tubbo where are they? Y/n needs them." Ranboo chimes in. Tubbo quickly pulls out his phone.

"They're at Tommy's aren't they?" Ranboo and Y/n asked in unison. Tubbo slowly nodded receiving sighs from the other two.

"Tubbo. I told you to keep them here until I was ready to get them. You knew this. Why'd you give them to Tommy?" Y/n said with slight venom lasing their words. Tubbo looks away.

"He wanted answers and i knew the answers were in those notebooks. I'm sorry." Tubbo whispers expecting to get yelled at or something but to his surprise the complete opposite of that happened. Y/n walks over to Tubbo and just hugs him. Tubbo hesitantly hugs back, his grip tight as if this were the last time that he'd ever see his sibling again. When they finally let go Tommy walks through the door and everyone freezes. Y/n staring at Tommy, Tommy staring back at Y/n, Tubbo and Ranboo looking back and forth between Y/n and Tommy. The air around them thickening. Tommy steps forward and Y/n steps backwards. Tubbo and Ranboo looks at each other and nods, Tubbo grabs Y/n while Ranboo grabs Tommy and they take them to Y/n's old room and locks the door that way they have to be around each other. Neither of them can escape to the spare room as the wall got fixed and the door moved so the two rooms were no longer connected that way anymore.