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[time approaching]

Tw: swearing, mention of panic attack and mention of dysmorphia (warnings will be in - )

  Ranboo woke up and immediately checked his phone, 6:24 am. 1 text from Tubbo . "sleep well <3" This text gave ranboo butterflies, he read it over and over again. "he is probably just trying to be nice.." He got up to take a shower.

   -- He stared into the mirror at his own face. He saw his lip tremble, his eyes were shameful and filling with tears. He hated the way he looked. His breathing started to get heavier, he felt like he was the only person in the world, his arms started to feel numb and like he was loosing control of his arms. He backed into the wall, and slid down trying to control his breath. He heard his phone ring which was on his bed. It was the special ringtone he used for Tubbo. He struggled to get up, stumbled to his bed and answered the phone on mute. "Hey ranboo- are you ok?"  " im ok just really tired :)" "are you sure, i want to make sure you're safe."  Ranboo slowly calmed down and smiled slightly "im sorry im just a bit anxious.."  "Im sorry, do you want me to leave you alone for now? Im going to go to stream.. im guessing you dont want to stream right now.." "ill pop in after i take my shower:)" "ok... " he was silent for a second. "i love you.." "i love you too <3" --  Ranboo felt his face turn warm, he felt the butterflies again. Tubbo hung up the phone and Ranboo got up and got into  the shower.

   Ranboo finished his shower and turned on his PC. He opened twitch and clicked tubbos stream. He opened discord and messaged tubbo. He ringed tubbo, "HI RANBOO!"  "hello tubbo!" "how are you king, how are you?" "im good. im good."  "thats good king." Tubbo ended stream and ranboo started one. They finished their streams and talked for a while. "hey ranboo.." "whats up?"  "The house in my backyard is almost done.. that means you can come out here soon." "really?" "yea, you should be able to come in the next month or so. Plane ticket things are shit so you should probably get your tickets soon." "yea, your right. Also , i need to check with my parents... My dad is.. paranoid." "oh.. ok!"

                                         hahaha 1week later

        Ranboo got off of a call with tubbo and his other friends, Tommy and Wilbur.  He got up and took a breath, "MOM, DAD" He walked into the kitchen, where his parents were sitting at the table. "whats up dear?" "So, as i told you. i was planning on going out the UK to meet up with most of my friends.'' "Do you really know these kids. What if they are 62 year old me-" "Dad they are not 62 year old men. i have seen their faces." "Im not paying for you to fly out to see some stupid kid you talk to on the interwebs." "You dont need to pay for it. i make my own money." "Boys. I think that if our son wants to meet his friends he can. how long would you be staying there for.?" "He is not going."  " It would be four months."  There was a short silence, broken by Ranboos dad, "i am not allowing you to go into a different country for almost half a ye-" "ofcourse you can go! you have your own money and youre responsible enough. When will you be going?" "in about three weeks, his family built a house in the backyard for him, and he has extra space." His dad went quiet.  "do you have everything sorted out? if not i can help."  "Everything is sorted out, i have plane tickets ready." His dad was very clearly pissed. Ranboo didnt care though, he was going to be able to meet up with his best friend.

[finished - October 17, 2022]
          [republished August 5, 2024]
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