Beeduo Oneshots

No Sleep

Oneshot info☆ -
Characters: C!Ranboo C!Tubbo
Headcanon: ranboo is already in deep slumber when he receives a notification from tubbo, who is having a bit of a bad case of insomnia
Relationship: platonic (though romantic couple like gestures are made, they are still friends, just very loving)
Extra: No, I totally didn't make this because I literally can't sleep at all

Tws: intense paranoia, mentions of bad mental health (hahaha, I'm not self inserting shut up), sh and suicidal thoughts. Fw, I'm too tired to go back and revise this, so sorry

Tubbo pov☆ -
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My head was rested on my pillow, my eyes glued to the darkest corner of my room as the wind howled and shook my walls. I curled up in on myself further, trying my best to gather the courage to simply close my eyes.

My eyes were heavy, and another sleepless night was expected with the amount of change I was currently undergoing. As much as I wanted to keep my brain active and watch a couple more intoxicating YouTube videos, I stopped myself and declared I would at least try sleeping tonight. Besides, knowing me, I would end up down a rabbit hole of spiraling chaos. I was bound to be stuck in a never-ending loop.

I quietly yawned and blinked a few times. Maybe it was the fact that I hadn't slept in a few days and was starting to hallucinate, but I swear I just saw something move in synchronization with my eyes closing. My eyes shot open, and I shakily scanned the room, attempting to sum up the courage to ignore it.

I carefully laid on my back, the one position I could lay in, and still view most of the room. It felt the safest. If I slept on my sides, I was scared I would miss something. Though honestly, as they say, oblivion is bliss. Yet the though of being unaware of a situation freaked me the fuck out.

All this time with my thoughts started to really get to me. I mean, my parents never were really financially stable enough, balancing the needs of 3 children, pleasing us, and taking care of us in case of any accidents. If I just.. killed myself, would they be able to pay the rent more confidently? Would they be able to hand in that check with a smile on their faces. I was such a spoiled child, wasn't I? They wouldn't mind so much if I was gone, I'm sure. I bet they would be happy, I mean, I am really annoying. I know that i really shouldn't be thinking like this, but I can't help it. Was I stopping my family from living a much happier life..?

No no no no! I can't just fall prey to these thoughts.. it hurts me. But on the other hand, I might need discipline. I mean, a little self-harm couldn't be too bad, right? Just a razor down my arms and on my chest would be good enough, right?

I audibly groaned. I just can't escape these thoughts. Usually, they seem so scary when they pop out of nowhere, but for whatever reason, right now, they don't sound too bad.

Maybe the hormones kicked in, or my lack of sleep just hit me right over the head because now I was sobbing into my pillow like a maniac. I was crying so quietly yet so aggressively.

Without thinking, I picked up my phone and called ranboo. As expected, it took him a bit to pick up, but soon, his sweet voice was on the line.

"Tubbo? It's literally 3:16 in the fucking morning.. go to sleep" He sounded so tired, I immediately felt super guilty and prepared to hang up.

"I-i'm sorry.. I tried. I really did ranboo.. I p-promise..." I sniffled loudly."I'm sorry for bothering.. I'll let you sleep, sorry.." I was inches from the hang-up button before he stopped me. 

"No, no, no, don't cry. What happened? I'm sorry." He sounded so sincere, I melted

"I can't sleep... can you c-come over..? I'll leave the window open. " The 2 seconds of silence scared me, my thoughts racing with possibilities of how he would oppose the idea and call me obnoxious 'respectfully'

"Of course, honey. I'll be there soon, okay? Just wait patiently for me." I sniffled and hummed in response. Soon, we hung up, and I waited patiently after opening the window. Soon I saw his silhouette approaching the window, the rim light of the street lamps illuminated his features.

He climbed into the window and dusted himself off as I tried my best not to charge at him and collapse in his arms.

"Okay, let's try and get you to sleep, okay dear?" I nodded, and soon I was sitting on his lap, trying my hardest to sleep. I clung helplessly to his hoodie with my eyes shut, trying so hard to at least sleep for a few minutes

"Can you sing to me?" I whispered.

"I can't sing, but I'll hum." He began to softly hum a gentle and trance inducing tune. He carefully scratched my scalp as I carefully drifted off to sleep.

A/N

I need fucking sleep, its literally 3:28 am. So yeah, I haven't been able to sleep well these last few days. It's been horrendous.

Love you all, don't be like me, and mess up your schedule over some dumb paranoia (I'm just kidding. It happens to the best of us) 😟

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