More Than Enemies [Slow Updates]

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Ranboo bolted awake, a loud ringing sound startling him from his sleep. It stopped as quick as it had ended, and Ranboo realized he was in the living room. He and Tommy had gone downstairs to finish their movie after the two of them had calmed down, and he must’ve fallen asleep.

“Hello?” Tommy said.

Ranboo looked over at the Brit, who sat next to him on the couch. He was on the phone, which explained what the ringing noise was.

“Oh hey, Veronica. I’m at… the store.”

Ranboo raised an eyebrow at him, sorta hurt that he was too ashamed to tell the person on the phone where he was. Tommy glanced at Ranboo, but broke eye contact quickly. 

“Tonight? Oh. Uhhh… I don’t think so… I could probably make it. Who all is going?”

There was a moment of silence on Tommy’s end, presumably as the person on the other end of the line rattled off names. 

“You asked Ranboo yet?” Tommy asked, pressing his lips together.

“Yeah… yeah I could ask him. You want his number?”

Ranboo’s eyes widened and he flailed a hand at Tommy.

“Don’t you dare,” he whispered.

“Oh, okay, yeah. I’ll ask. He’ll probably say yes so see ya tonight.” Tommy said, grinning at Ranboo. He hung up the phone and Ranboo sighed.

“I don’t even have your number, dumbass,” Tommy laughed.
 
“Oh…” he felt stupid. And kinda jealous that some random girl had Tommy’s number and he didn’t. “So what did you just drag me into?”

Tommy glanced at the time.

“We have a party to attend tonight.”

Ranboo squinted at him.

“You do realize that Clay won’t let me go out if he knows that there will be alcohol.”

Tommy smiled.

“I know that you’ve lied to him about that before, so you should have no problem doing it again. And I’ll back you up on it because I need you to take me anyway.”

“Is anyone else going?”

Tommy nodded.

“Tons of people,” he looked away, “just… not anyone that you are friends with. They are more from my clique.”

Ranboo sighed. Great.

At least he’d have Tommy though. Right?

Time skip~

They arrived at a large blue house, Ranboo parked the car across the street from the place, and he could hear the music as soon as he stepped out of the car.

The two of them had been lucky in the fact that by the time they left, Clay hadn’t returned home and Wilbur and Techno could care less as long as they didn’t drink; which wouldn’t be the case, but a simple lie got them out of the house.

“We are so getting a noise complaint by the end of tonight,” Ranboo muttered, staring at the house. He swore he could see the thing tremble under the force of the bass.

Tommy’s door slammed.

“Nah. Because every other house on the block is doing the same thing,” Tommy said with an audible smile.

Ranboo glanced at him, his breath taken from him for a second time that night.

Tommy was wearing a dark red, long-sleeved button up that really made his crystal blue eyes pop. He had on black jeans and black converse and a few rings. It was a simple outfit, but damn he looked good.