Tʜɪs ⵊs Hᴏᴍᴇ | ᴛʀᴀɴs!Tᴜʙʙᴏ AU

'Cᴀᴜsᴇ ⵊ Cᴀɴ Fᴇᴇʟ Gʜᴏsᴛs Aɴᴅ Gʜᴏᴜʟs Wʀᴀᴘᴘɪɴɢ Mʏ Hᴇᴀᴅ

TW// cussing, unsafe binding, pain from binding too long, sleeping while binding, bullying, beating, flashbacks, panicking, crying, blood, injuries, dysphoria?

Tubbo's POV

I woke up, immediately feeling a pain in my upper body. I didn't know what it was, but it hurt like hell. I got up, making sure Ranboo was in a somewhat comfortable position before I let them go. I was about to walk away when I heard them yawn tiredly.

"G'morning." They said, rubbing their sleepy eyes. "H-Hi." I coughed, sending another pain through my body. "You ok?" Ranboo asked. "Mhm." I replied. "You can borrow some of my clothes. My shirts and jeans are in the closet but my sweats are in that drawer if you'd prefer those."

I nodded, murmuring a quiet 'thanks.'

I went over to his closet, pulling out an oversized (for me) brown and white striped long sleeve shirt, and a pair of baggy black jeans. The jeans were a little (more like a lot) too big, so I put them back and grabbed a pair of Ranboo's black sweatpants instead.

"Bathroom is down the hall on the right." Ranboo said as if he could sense I was about to ask. I nodded, slipping out of the room. I went down the hall, into the restroom to change.

I took off my shirt, finding the culprit of my pain. I had completely forgotten that I had these stupid bandages around me, and I had slept in them again. This time, however, I couldn't change into a bra. It's not like a brought one. And I definitely wasn't going to ask one of Ranboo's mums for a bra. One, that's embarrassing, and two, they definitely wouldn't fit me.

I'd just have to keep these bandages on. Great.

I changed into the brown and white shirt and the black sweats, then leaving the room. I went back towards Ranboo's room. I was about to go in before I stopped myself, thinking that he could possibly be changing his clothes.

I knocked.

"You can come in!" Ranboo said.

Ok, so he's not changing. Good to know.

I opened the door, going back into his room to see that he had already changed.

"We should leave soon so we aren't late." They said. I nodded.

When I realized that I didn't have my bag, I sent Phil a quick text telling him to get Tommy to bring it for me, and then Ranboo and I left for the school.

Upon arrival, we went our separate ways and I went into my first class, seeing Tommy already there with my bag. He handed it to me as I sat down next to him.

"How was your sleepover?" He asked. "Fine, thanks." I replied. "M'k. Anything happen?" "Uhm, no. We just watched YouTube and played video games." I said.

He looked over at me with a mischievous look.

"And that caused you to have a small limp?" He asked. "What? Tommy! Oh my god! Shut the- shut up! Ew, god, no, Tommy, ew!" I covered my face, shaking my head. A few people looked our way before turning back. Tommy wheezed at me.

The pain in my chest was causing my back to hurt. That's why I was ever so slightly limping. Because of the pain. Not because of anything like that!

"No, Tommy, god, I just slept in a bad position." I rolled my eyes. "Uh-huh, I'm sure you did sleep in a position, all right." "Tommy! Shut up! That is so gross!" I smacked his arm.

"Boys, you two good back there?" Miss Mitchel asked. "Yes, ma'am, we're fine." Tommy replied. I nodded to agree, even though I definitely was not fine.