Dear Sweetheart... Ranboo x Male OC

11. Well shit huh...WAIT!

triggers : overthinking, swearing, slurs?, suicide thought/joke

Sunday, january 15 2023

3rd person POV.

Owen wasn't going to wake up early today. After he and Ranboo had their movie marathon date, it was already 11:45 pm. Ranboo then took an uber home while Owen stayed up wondering if this time things would be different. If maybe after so many ups and downs, he would finally be able to settle with a happy life. However, that's not what life had planned for him this morning. The only reason Owen had woken up was because of constant notifications on his phone. He knew many were messages from his parents, some from his friends, and, since he made sure his notifications from social media sounded different, A LOT of social media notifications. Owen didn't know what was going on. He was tired but his phone kept ringing non-stop.

Owen being Owen, and also being extremely tired, decided to just check his notifications later. He slowly sat up in bed and only looked at his phone to look at the time.

'9: 23 AM!? Ughhhhh. I barely got any sleep last nigghhhttt' thought Owen placed his phone back on his nightstand.

As Owen started rubbing his eyes and drinking his water that was left on his nightstand, he decided he was finally gonna see why his phone was blowing up. As he was about to grab his phone again, there was banging on his door. Before he could get up and head down stairs, he heard the door slam open with Wilbur rushing into his bedroom.

"Owen don't panic, calm down, you're fine, I promise you're fine, the others are gonna get here shortly- calm down" Wilbur rambled as he ran over to Owen and sitting on his bed.

"What the fuck are you talking about? Are you ok? What do you mean calm down?" Owen asked, clearly confused as he reached for his phone again to try and see what was going on.

Before Owen could grab it though, Wilbur took it away and said "It's better if you just don't look at your phone for a while. Especially considering you don't know what's happening."

"Dude give me my phone back!" Owen demanded, jumping on Wilbur in order to get it back. Wilbur put his arm away from Owen and Owen kept scooting up in order to try and get his phone back. Wilbur then got up in order to try and get away from Owen and just kept his arm up. Owen only being 6'1 and Wilbur being 6'5, there wasn't much of a difference. Unless Wilbur had his arm up, which as you know is exactly what he was doing.

"Just give it back what the fuck if your problem!?" Screamed Owen. As he kept trying to get his phone back, three more people came into his room. Those three people being Tommy, Ranboo, and Tubbo, who Owen had not yet met but definitely heard about.

As the three rushed in, they did the same thing Wilbur had done at the beginning. Try to calm him down. Owen was confused. He didn't know what was happening. Wilbur explained to the trio that Owen didn't know what had happened yet but was trying to get his phone back.

The three soon started trying to prevent Owen from grabbing his phone the same way Wilbur was doing. They kept tossing the phone around inorder to make sure Owen didn't get it, kinda like monkey in the middle or in those cliche movies in which the bully and his minions are tossing around the nerd textbook just cause he cant reach and because they can.

As this went on for 5 more minutes, Owen finally snapped. He was tired of them not giving him his phone, not telling him what's going on, and just making him basically exercise early in the morning. Now don't get him wrong, he does exercise, just not daily nor early in the morning.

"Guys what the fuck!? I'm not five! Whatever the problem is I can deal with it geez! Just give me my motherfucking phone back! It can't be that bad! And If it is, it's fine! I Know How to take care of myself for fucks sake! Wilbur give me my phone." Owen said sternly and angrily.