Brunette Bitch (beeduo high school AU)

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ɾαɳႦσσ pov:

Lunch, yay! I can give Aimee her gift and I can talk to Tubbo! That's what I like to call killing two birds with one stone. (or as peta would like us to say it feeding two birds with one scone.) (thats a reference to my one of my fave youtubers)

I walked over to her locker she was there talking to another girl and she was blushing red. OooOOooOOOoOhhHh~ I wonder who she's talking to? As I got walked closer to their locker Aimsey saw me and said goodbye to the mystery person.

"Who was that~?" I tease.

"Uhh, no one?" She says trailing off, looking in the direction of where the person left.

"Sureeee~" I smile deviously.

"Godammit, this is how you greet me on my birthday?!?"

"Sorry, happy birthday Aimseyyyyy!" I smile, genuine this time. I hold out a red laced bag.

"This is for you!" She took the bag and smiled to me. She placed it at the bottom of her locker on top of her stuff. All of her books were at the bottom because she couldn't reach the top shelf of her locker.

"Imagine being short." I smiled eyeing her locker.

"Shut up giraffe." I laughed at her and she started cursing me in welsh under her breath. After she cooled down, we started chit chatting on our way to lunch. We finally made it and we split off. She gave me a birthday hug and walked over to her table, sitting next to the mystery girl. Clearly blushing. To this I smile to myself as I feel someone hug me from behind. I turn around to see a cute short brunette smiling up at me.

'Hey bee," I smiled blushing ever so slightly.

"Hi boooooo! I missed you." He beams, taking my hand, leading me to our regular table. No one was there yet so we had time to discuss alone. We sat next to each other him on the left, and me on the right, our hands connecting us.

"Are we gonna tell them?" He asked.

"Well, it's only a matter of time since Tommy leaks it, and we want to do this on our own accord right?" I explain.

"So is that a yes?" He asks.

"Clearly." I smile.

"Ugh, you're so annoying." He said. I smiled at this and kissed his forehead.

"And you're so cute," I smile harder, blushing. He gets flustered at this and kisses me on the lips.

"Can we tell my parents?" I ask.

I feel like he'll say no, and this will just end up as an embarrassing conversation in the gistory of our relationship.

"What?" He asked. I knew it. I knew he wouldn't let me, but I can't give up this easily.

"Well, then if we tell them I can come over more often, and you can meet them, and you can come over and we can be us instead being in hiding." I say trying to convince him. I don't want him to say no. I want him to agree.

"Boo, don't fuss, it's okay. We can tell them." He smiles, it calms me. God, this boy will be the death of me. I sigh in relief and hug him tightly.

"Thank you bee, I really do love you." I smile.

"Awww, me too boo," He smiles. Slowly but surely people sit down and start eating lunch. As our table is filled, Tubbo looks at me and nods.

Tubbo breaks the silence. "Guys, we have something to tell you..." Everyone looks to Tubbo and I. I feel butterflies in my chest rise and fall, scared for our relationship. I don't know how they'll react. They're not homophobic, I know that, but I just feel as though they won't accept us, for... whatever reason. This is big, this could alter friendships, it could turn people against us.

The biggest thing that scares me is, the fact I don't know why they wouldn't accept us. I don't like not knowing things, especially things that are so vital.

"We're dating!" He smiles kissing my cheek, to prove it.

"UGH!" Fundy cries. Is he not supportive?

"I am in so much debt." He follows up.

"...What?" I ask.

"The bet? You didn't know?" Tubbo asks.

"...No?"

"Half of them betted we wouldn't get together until at least a month. I guess Fundy didn't believe in the power of love," He joked, laughing at my oblivion.

"How much money?" I ask innocently.

"10 dollars collectively," Fundy said.

"Oh that's not that b-"

"BUT I BETTED WITH TOMMY 15 BUCKS!" He screamed in pain. Well it's nice to know they accept us. They are more concerned about their wallets.

We continued to talk about it for about a few, talking about how we came to be stuff like that. It feels nice to be able to love Tubbo in public how I do in private. I love this.

866 words

hi hi reminder: dont cry when something doesn't go your way. be strong. dont be a crybaby. it is okay to cry, but dont cry over the little things. with that being said, you are beautiful and i love you platonically

bye!!