Its not always unrequited... (TubboxRanboo)

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Guys, I'm so sorry I suck at coming up with title names lol

TW: Swearing, Drinking

-Ranboo POV-

I walk into the crowded, noisy bar and flinch at the sudden influx of noise. I'm not used to this any longer. I find my way into the back room and see Quackity searching through a couple of crates.

"What's up boss?" I ask him.

"Ranboo! My man! Your back!"

"I am," I observe smugly.

"I needed my best bartender back! Anyways are you ready to jump in?"

I nod and head out to the counter, I start taking orders and I smile as I resume the familiar pattern.

"Hey, big man!" I hear a voice call out.

I freeze up thinking it's Tubbo for a moment before seeing the friendly blond head bobbing through the crowd.

"What's up, Tommy?" I say pleasantly.

"Oh you know, the usual." He says "What about you?"

"Nothing much."

He nods in agreement and then leans across the counter toward me. He gestures for me to come closer.

"How are you really holding up, Ranboob?"

"Not my name!" I protest loudly and a few customers look our way so I lower my voice a bit.

"Ranbooooo." He whines "I'm trying to be a good friend here."

"Are we friends?" I ask surprised.

"Sure," he says shrugging "why wouldn't we be?"

I mirror him and shrug as well. To be honest, I didn't (don't?) consider Tommy to be my friend, he knows too much about Tubbo and me. He also shouldn't put any less into the friendship between him and Tubbo just because of me.

"Can I get a drink?" Tommy asks suddenly.

I sigh and shake my head before setting about making him something simple with little alcohol in it.

"Hey, you didn't even ask me what I wanted?" He protests as I hand the pinkish liquid over.

"Who?" I reply.

He cocks his head.

"Asked?" I finish smiling.

"Not you clearly, Jesus." He rolls his eyes and walks away with his drink.

I work for a few more hours before I decide I have no interest in being here anymore and tell Quackity as much. He told me to show myself out and I did.

I decide to head back to the apartment and tidy up a bit.

Once I get into the apartment I notice that there are hardly any groceries and I'm not willing to spend Tubbo's money so I guess that's where my paycheck for this week is going.

I look at the time and realize it's a little past eight so I should be able to do a quick run to Shaws.

I get outside and realize it's raining but it's kind of too late to go back in so I decide to just go with it. I glance over at the car and see a damp cardboard box on top of the hood.

I hesitantly walk over and peer into the top of it. Huddled up inside in a wet blanket sleeps a tiny black and white cat. It has a pink nose and long whiskers.

I coo at it and it stands up and stretches, shivering. I place my hands into the box and the cat shakily walks over to them sniffing at them before climbing into them.

I scoop it up and peer at it more closely.

"Look at you..." I mutter.

It doesn't seem to be in the best shape, it's tail is crooked, and one of it's ears is bloodied.

I get into the car and place it on my lap before cranking the heat up. I smile as it yawns and curls up once again.

I guess I have no choice but to go to Shaws now, considering it needs food and kitten milk to make it.

When I arrive at Shaws I debate about what to do with it before taking off my sweatshirt and wrapping the sleeping cat in it carefully. I place the kitten down on the passenger door seat and climb out of the car. It stays sleeping so I lock the car and head in.

I grab a cart and start to wander throughout the store, grabbing necessary food before moving on to the pet aisle.

I grab some kitten food and look for milk for him before deciding I should ask someone.

I approach the pleasant-looking salesperson who's around my age.

"Do you know where I could find kitten milk?" I ask.

"Right this way." He smiles and leads me down the aisle right next to the one I was in.

He hands me the milk.

"Thank you!" I say smiling.

"Hey, you're pretty cute." He replies "Think I could get your number?"

"Sure." I stutter flustered.

I program it into his phone before leaving the store groaning. I'm literally in love with my best friend! Why did I agree?

I get into my car again and drive off with the cat.

When we get home, I clean it up and feed it. Deciding to talk it to the vet the next day.

When the next day comes I bring him to the vet and wait.

"Excuse me?" Sir?" The vet stands in front of me with the cat.

"Yes?" I ask nervously.

"Well, you have a male cat!" She smiles "But he has a pretty severe case of fleas. So I have some meds prescribed for that."

She hands them over.

"Thank you," I say gratefully.

"And I cleaned up his ear a bit more but he's at risk of infection so I have antibiotics for that."

I accept the medicine and the cat.

The vet explains to me how to take care of both issues and I leave and climb back into my car.

"A male huh?" I say quietly "I think I'll name you Michael."

I get home and take care of him before realizing it's midday.

I want to go for a walk outside in the park so I text Aimsey and ask if they would be interested in going with me.

They say yes so I grab a coat and check on Michael before heading out.

(1022 words)

Touch some grass and drink some water!
Thoughts? <3

And my computer broke so that's why this took so long. I'm sorry if it's formatted differently :(