Tomboo oneshots <33

Casual 🥀

"HOW WAS ALL OF THAT CASUAL?!" Ranboo cried as tears streamed down their face.

It was hard to tell if they were out of anger or sadness, both emotions rushing through them at the same time.

"Ranboo, calm down." Tommy says softly, a hint of anger in his tone.

The 2 were friends.

Apperantly.

Ranboo had thought they were boyfriends because Tommy had taken them out on dates.

They even kissed a couple of times!

Tommy always said 'I love you' and 'Goodnight' over text messages.

"Why the fuck do you want me to calm down?!" Ranboo shouted once again, "Youfucking- YOU FUCKING JERK!"

Tommy wanted to control his anger.

He really did.

"IT WAS FUCKING CASUAL BECAUSE NEITHER OF US EVER MADE IT OFFICIAL!" Tommy yelled as loud as he could, his voice practically echoing throughout the room.

"YOU FUCKING FELT LIKE YOU MADE IT OFFICIAL!" Ranboo screamed, his throat feeling sore for yelling too much.

"HOW?! IN WHAT WAY DID I MAKE IT FEEL THAT WAY?!"

"BECAUSE YOU TOOK ME OUT ON DATES!"

"DO YOU MEAN THE HANGOUTS?!"

Ranboo stares at Tommy, tears rolling down their cheeks.

He wanted them to stop.

Ranboo felt their whole world stop, everything freezing before them.

Ranboo couldn't help but let their emotions get the better of them.

How did Tommy.

A man he loved since senior year of high school.

Say it was casual?

"Those weren't dates, Ranboo." Tommy added, "So what if I paid for the meal? That doesn't mean shit."

"I feel like it does."

"Then you're wrong."

"Just.." Tommy's voice trailed off, "Just go downstairs. My family is waiting to meet you."

Ranboo wipes away their tears, finally looking at Tommy, "So what..?"

Tommy stares at Ranboo, "What do you mean?"

"Is that it? Is that the end? I need something to narrow down what we are."

"We're nothing, Ranboo. Not after today."

Ranboo lets out a shaky breath.

How was that casual?

"You fucked me in the bathroom the last time we went to dinner."

"So? We were both drunk."

Ranboo finally gets over it.

That was it.

Ranboo leaves Tommy's room, clearing their throat and going back to the table.

Tommy's parents were at the table, just sitting there.

"Hey, Ranboo!" Phil, Tommy's dad, said with a smile.

"H-Hey, Mr. Minecraft.." Ranboo says as he tries to choke back the tears.

Tommy joins the table after moments later.

"So, Ranboo.." Kristin, Tommy's mom, started, "How's school?"

"Good, I guess.." Ranboo mumbled as he stuffed a spoonful of vegetables in their mouth.

"Why are you being so bitter?" Tommy scoffed.

"You wonder why I'm bitter..?" Ranboo says as they put down their utensils.

"Yeah. I'm fucking wondering."

"Toms, no swearing at the dinner table." Phil says in an instant.

After an awkward 2 minutes of silence, Kristin speaks up.

"Ranboo.. Would you like to go to Long Beach with us..? We have a house there.."

Ranboo turns to Tommy, their expression making it hard to tell if he was angry or upset.

"Is it casual now..?" They could barely mutter.

Tommy groaned.

"I know what you tell your fucking friends." Ranboo says, their voice getting louder.

"It's been casual, Ranboo. You just never saw it."

"I hate that I let this drag on so long." Ranboo says as their voice cracked, "now I hate myself."

"For fucks sake, Ranboo-"

Phil and Kristin sits there, knowing it was 'the heat of the moment' type thing as they wonder if they should intervene.

"ITS BEEN CASUAL!" Tommy finally shouted.

"GO TO FUCKING HELL!" Ranboo screamed on top of their lungs as they ran out the front door in tears.

Tommy breathed heavily.

"Bitch." He scoffed.

Phil and Kristin looked at each other.

The door to the bathroom finally opened, revealing a 6'3 man with pink hair that went down to his waist.

He wore glasses, a burgundy sweater, and sweatpants.

It was clear he was hiding in the bathroom, so he didn't have to be at the dinner.

It was none other than Technoblade, Tommy's brother.

"Did I miss something..?"