Test subject - sbi adoption au

Getting better - 13

Trigger warnings - mention of blades and scars and tiny bit of crying but happy tears.

Ranboo POV

It was the next morning and my ached me not to get up. I felt very tired and had practically cried all last night.

 But today I would see y/n again.

I was so nervous and scared for me and for them. What if they had completely changed.what if they had hurt themself or somebody else. What if they had gotten into trouble with the authorities. What it they had started up their bad habits again. What if -

 "Ranboo?" Puffy called .

she was outside my room door and I could tell She was anxious for me.

 "I'll be out in a minute." I replied .

she said a small ok and walked away from the door as I just placed my head into the palms of my arms and breathed in and out slowly. This was a technique puffy tought me, to help with the anxiety.

I took in one last breath and made my way to the door. Puffy was waiting just down the hallway and I was even more nervous now.

 "Are you ready to go. Apparently y/n made a friend at the institute and you might see him talking with them or hanging around. I know that it will be a big surprise for them to see you, so I hope both of you have a lovely time talking. Ok? Remember the breathing technique if you get stressed or come to me if it escalated. Now , the journey should be pretty long so I have got a couple snacks and some headphones for you to have to listen to videos or music. I want to make you feel as comfortable as possible."

 I smiled at all the effort puffy had put into this journey.

 "Can we go now?" I asked timidly , like I was afraid it was all a lie and she would say no.

 "Of course darling."

 She outstretched a hand and I carefully grabbed it walked with her in a comfortable silence all the way to the car until we got in and puffy started the engine up.

Puffy handed me my headphones and I checked my pockets for my journal, it was there. The journey would be long but I was prepared to either sketch in my journal of listen to music or sleep.

We headed off.

Y/n POV

5,237.

 "Y/N!!!!" I heard a shout .

It wasn't very loud. It didn't sound like Lizzy, probably tubbo.

I heard another shout but I continued counting.

5,238.

I then heard a louder shout from inside my room, I was outside my room in the garden so I knew this had to be tubbo, he was the only one other than Lizzy allowed in my room.

5,239.

Then I heard the rustling of feet in grass. And I heard , Tubbo as he sat down next to me.

5,240.

 "Hi tubbo." I said , staring off into the distance .

"How long have you been counting them again? " he asked , clearly he had just woken up because he yawned and rubber his eyes after this.

 "since 3 :48 am. You know many people would say this is something someone would do if the were a psychopath , but I find it very relaxing." I replied. 

 " what number are you on today? "

 "5,240 , 32 more than yesterday." I said .

throughout the many hours I had been outside counting the clouds not once did I see one that resembled a knife or a weapon of some sort, which is clearly an improvement.

 "Lets get breakfast y/n! And get dressed apparently there are visitors and Sam is coming over today too!"

 I nodded and sat up, as much as didn't care for eating breakfast I did it anyways and we got dressed. I had bonded much with Tubbo over the past few days. He understands me.But he reminds me too much of ranboo. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing. It just makes me miss them even more.

We were sitting on the floor in my room when there was a knock at the door. It was quiet, but still loud . It had to be Sam.

 "come in Sam."

 He smiled as he came in and watched me and tubbo attempt to play a game we made up. He knew it wasn't a game usual kids would play like : hide and seek or tag or stuck in the mud or bulldogs, but as my social worker he said it helps me create bonds and share trauma more effectively without having the need to bottle it up and forget it exists.

So me and tubbo were trying to see if we could play a sort of snap games. We would try and look for scars that looked similar and see if they had similar origins.

For example, tubbo had a scar on the bottom of his leg and I had one on my ankle, these were both scars from a blade of some sort. And we would try to see which person could match up th most scars. This was biased though because I had far many more than tubbo but we had fun playing it.

even Sam joined in saying the scar on his eye was similar to mine, I was from a blade but he accidentally missed where he was hammering on a sword and he ended up stabbing his eye. Though he could still see through it , his eye looked foggy. he said he didn't mind it and it was funny to look back at.

However when the door knocked this time I didn't recognise it. It was unfamiliar.

The person knocked again and said something they were female. I slowly got up and opened the door to see a woman with such fluffy hair and a bright smile. Next to  her was -

 "Ranboo??!!" I screamed in excitement , diving headfirst into their chest and holding onto them So tight.

I felt warm pools fall down my face. I didn't even know how long it had been but it had far too long enough.

I didn't want to let go but eventually i did and I could see the tears on their face. Tubbo was smiling I could see it and so was the woman that ranboo came with.

I felt like I was at home.

after a while I sat back down and tubbo  introduce himself too tubbo and they got along really well.

I sat there confused at what I was feeling.

I called Sam outside for a second and we sat in the grass again. The wind blowing gently through our hair and ticking the hair on my skin.

It had been so long.

 "Sam, I actually feel...happy"

A/n

Hehe... Hello everyone. I know it's been a while but after seeing so many people commenting on my stories with the cutest, funniest or just weird comments I have been motivated to write. I'm so glad I did this, it only took about an hour to do. I probably will be too stressed with all of the exams I have coming up. So much is going on next week and I when minimum of 3 tests, 3 after school clubs and obviously personal time and free time also needs some time so yeah a lot is going on by this just felt right to write. It was lovely writing and seeing your lovely comments again. Thank you so much for all of the comments, reads, favourites everything I thank anyone and everyone who has been read a word of one of my stories. have a lovely day, watt something (pls), drink water and do something out of impulse that you really wanted to do for ages! 

have a lovely rest of your day:)

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