[DISCONTINUED] The only one I see • Tomboo/Allium duo

Chapter 12

Tommy POV:

           After I changed into some comfier clothes (one of Ranboo's hoodies and pajama pants), we just watched movies for a few hours. It was a nice distraction from my thoughts, and the phantom hands I could still feel ghosting over my body. I didn't want to think of Tubbo. He was a bad person. I hate bad people. Bad people drink and give you cigarette burns and bruise you where no one can see. And rape you, if they're like Tubbo. But I don't need to think about bad people. Because I have Ran! He'd never let bad people hurt me. Of course, he didn't stop Tubbo but he just didn't see! It wasn't his fault! It was mine. I shouldn't have tried to be in a relationship with Ran. He already had a boyfriend! Who was one of the other god damn dancers at the club! I should've known. Stupid Tommy! Good for nothing, useless, stupid whore. That's all I am. Why is Ran even with me? He shouldn't be.

           Maybe if I was dead no one would hurt me. No one could! Tubbo wouldn't even be on the same existential plane as me! Being alive just caused a myriad of problems. But then Ran would be sad. So I can't just end my life. I can't make him sad. Ranboo gently nudged me with his arm, reminding me that I was in fact a person on the Earth who was cuddling his amazing boyfriend watching Les Miserables. 

            I think his nudge was to ask if I was okay, so I mumbled out a hopefully believable "I'm fine" and went back to watching the movie. Was it really a movie though? Because they sing literally everything. So, more of a musical/movie.  Also, Javert should just die. Oh wait, that's right, he does. I really feel bad for Jean Valjean. He has a weird name, and he's a criminal for his whole life because he stole some bread. Just let the guy eat. Ran giggled, and that made me aware I had just said all my thoughts about Les Miserables out loud, instead of in my head. Did I say all my thoughts out loud? Even the bad ones? Surely not. Surely I didn't. Cause Ran didn't say anything about the bad thoughts. So I didn't say them. Good. He could never know about those thoughts.

            I was tired. Apparently my body couldn't realize that until I stopped thinking so much. But I was really tired. And I was in the perfect position to fall asleep. Plus, it was late. Probably close to 3 am or something, right? Ran and I had watched two movies, so yeah, it was late. 

            I looked up at him and said "Bed?" quietly. I was that tired that I didn't want to say full sentences. He seemingly understood, because he picked me up bridal style and brought me to his room. He changed the position in which he was carrying me, so my arms were wrapped around his neck and my legs were wrapped around his waist, and one of his arms was under my thighs. He pulled the comforter back and set me down on the bed. I laid down, and he laid down next to me. He pulled the blanket over us both, and I cuddled into his side. I think I heard him say "Goodnight, bun." I couldn't really be sure, though, because I was asleep in seconds.

~~Timeskip to mid-morning/afternoon, basically just 12 pm~~

Ranboo POV:

            I woke up at maybe twelve. Tommy wasn't awake yet, so maybe I could wake him up with a nice breakfast. Not that I knew how to cook. But I knew how to make eggs, bacon, and waffles. So that'd be good enough, right? Hopefully Tommy liked that kind of breakfast. I'd also cut up a few strawberries for him, because I knew he liked sweet stuff, and I wanted him to actually enjoy breakfast. I knew he was still shook up from yesterday. Who wouldn't be? I woke up in the middle of the night and I could feel him shaking. In his sleep. Poor little bunny. I got up from the bed and stretched, leaned down and gave Tommy's head a kiss. Then I walked out of my room and to the kitchen, getting a pan out and putting it on the stove. I got eggs and a bowl out. And then the griddle and the bacon. I didn't have a waffle maker, so frozen waffles that you put in the toaster would have to do. I popped some in the toaster, and then made the bacon and eggs. I put a decent amount of all the food on a plate, grabbed a fork, and brought it back to my bedroom to give to Tommy. He was awake when I opened the door, and I smiled at him. He sat up, and I gave the plate and fork to him.

           "Thanks, Ran." Tommy mumbled in a tired voice, which I couldn't help but find adorable. He started eating, and I just waited until he was finished. Which wasn't that long, since he actually ate pretty fast. I just had to make sure he didn't purge it later. He needed to gain weight. Seriously. His ribs showed when he was shirtless. That was terrible! It was all because of that stupid club and its corrupt owners. I was gonna have to have.. a talk with them eventually. Because no one forces my bunny to be that skinny. That just wasn't okay. And I was gonna have to have a talk  with Tubbo as well. What he did was just terrible. Who the fuck does that? I don't care if he was drunk, I don't care if I chose Tommy over him. Who wouldn't choose Tommy? He was the most beautiful bunny ever. He was so pretty and he was so easy to cuddle and he was the only person I could ever love. We would never break up. He was mine. Forever.

A/N:

Okay so I know that ran sounds crazy at the end but maybe thats foreshadowing. Idk, you'll just have to find out. I'll try to update every week, but no promises pookies <3333333 anyway, this was like 1000 words on the dot I think!!!! <33333