Month 6

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TW: Kissing, Hot make out, Swearing, Angst, Blood.

"Ugh! Ranboo, wait up!" Tubbo chased after the taller. He really didn't want to ruin their shopping spree as they were having so much fun together, buying souvenirs for Ranboo to take back to America, wasting money on overly expensive junk food, but most importantly, purchasing clothes to wear to tonight's party.

The American members are leaving tomorrow so all the British members were throwing them a goodbye party. Tommy has been recently pushing Tubbo harder to get done with the confession. Tubbo had refused every single time, because every time, it would remind him that it was FAKE, all made up, not real, and for some reason, Tubbo did not like the sound of that idea, in fact, he HATED it.

There were two possibilities in his mind:

Ranboo will accept his confession, though Tubbo's not fully aware if Ranboo's gay. But based on all the intimate moments they had together throughout the six months, there was a possibility.
And then Tubbo would have to explain it to him that it was actually chat who wanted him to give this confession and it was actually not real.

Every time Tubbo thought about it, it felt so wrong. Tubbo almost wanted the confession to be real.
Key word: 'almost'. There was always the second possibility.

Ranboo will be disgusted as he is perfectly straight and only played along in their intimate moments to mess with Tubbo, resulting in a rejection.


And guess what? Both of them end with Tubbo losing Ranboo. The brunette could not bring himself to confess, and he couldn't think of any other possibilities either.

One thing that really confused Tubbo was that the problem with the confession is the outcome, because whenever Tubbo thought about actually confessing without thinking of the result, he felt like he wanted to do it, he felt the confidence.

Had Tubbo grown feelings for the taller? Did he want the confession to be true?

Tubbo desperately avoided these two questions, especially the first one, because every time he thought about them, he felt his face become hot, turning into a blushing mess as the space between his legs became uncomfortable that he had to rub them against each other to calm down without going berserk.

Right now though, Tubbo had pushed those thoughts into the back of his mind and had thought of ways to spend his last day with the one and only, though all of his plans were ruined when Ranboo snatched the steering wheel away from Tubbo, driving into the parking lot of the mall while almost crashing against the police booth.

The officer gave Tubbo a death glare as he returned an apologetic smile before turning back to Ranboo, only to find him vanished from his passenger seat and hopping into the air conditioned mall.

They spent a good two hours in a single store with Ranboo throwing a piece of cloth backwards for Tubbo to catch before teleporting to another section and tossing another piece until Tubbo's hands as well as the shopping cart was full to the brim. And that's when Ranboo either decided to check out only two t-shirts from the pile of thousands or that he didn't like any of them and left them for the employees to sort out.

Honestly, so far, they've only gotten souvenirs, obviously selected by Tubbo as Ranboo just COULD NOT make up his mind, their suits for tonight's dance, again, chosen by Tubbo, and food to keep their stomachs satisfied.

But throughout the spree, Tubbo kept catching mumbles from Ranboo about 'Stranger Things' and that he really wanted their sweatshirt. He had looked through the entire mall but couldn't find a single one.

Obviously because he just didn't look in the right place.

So, Tubbo, being the gentleman he is, left Ranboo to go through another store while he went back to the one where he had actually told an employee to keep the hoodie ready for him and he'll come back to pay for it, then he'll get on one knee, and propose to Ranboo with it. Perfect!

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