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angst/comfort my beloved
ANYWAY BEEDUO CONTENT BECAUSE I LOVE THEM
in summary, tubbo is a traumatised ram boy and ranboo is a good partner
ALSO IVE SAID IT ONCE AND I WILL SAY IT AGAIN, C!BEEDUO ARE CANONICALLY ROMANTICALLY MARRIED
DONT MAKE IT WEIRD
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Tubbo barely dodged a knife being chucked into his direction before picking it up and throwing it back at the criminal. It hit him in the shoulder, causing him to collapse. Loser.
All of a sudden, he got teleported away from something by Ranboo. He shook off the strange feeling of teleporting and realised Ranboo moved him out of the way of another knife, that would've hit him directly in the head.
"I-" He tried to say something, but the words wouldn't come out of his mouth.
"Watch out, bee," They mumbled, patting his head before going back to beating up whoever they were earlier.
He nodded, slightly flustered. Why did he feel this way around them? He didn't feel so warm around anyone else. Not even Tommy made him made feel the same Ranboo did. Weird.
He brushed his feelings off, as he normally did, and went back to fighting. That was more important than his stupid feelings.
The brunette had experience with hiding his emotions as he had to do it a lot when he was a kid and it's generally become a strange coping mechanism for him. He knew it was unhealthy, but it was the only thing he knew.
He sighed and shook his head before stepping closer to Tommy. He didn't like feeling emotions. They were always all jumbled up and confusing and they never made any sense. It was stupid.
"Wasp?" Tommy said, flicking the ram hybrid's head and snapping him out of his trance.
"Oh, hi," He replied, smiling under his mask.
"You alright?" The blonde asked, "You spaced out there."
"Mhm, I'm fine!" The brunette answered, nudging Tommy in the arm, "You need to stop being so paranoid, raccoon boy."
"It's not my fault!"
"Mhm, suuuure."
"Whatever. We're going home now, bee boy," Tommy stated, looking at Ranboo who nodded.
"You sure you'll be okay teleporting?" Tubbo asked them, who nodded at him.
"I'll be fine, bee," They replied, smiling softly at him and offering him a hand.
"Are you sure-"
"I'm sure."
Tubbo glanced over at Tommy and sighed, "Okay," He agreed, accepting their hand.
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"Tubbo, Ranboo, I'm going out!" Tommy yelled at the front door.
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