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★ ranboo - hate ★

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setting: you and ranboo have been friends ever since you two were little, and you two have been roommates for at least a year now. about a month ago he finally convinced you to stream, and you are now at 10k followers on twitch. you recently got hate a lot on your twitch so you were about to quit until ranboo comforted you and helped you.

theme: 🌸/platonic

tw: none, unless your sensitive to hateful words like people calling you dumb :(

key
y/n - your name
n/n - nickname

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y/n's pov
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i woke up ever so slightly and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. i heard ranboo snoring away, so i decided to make breakfast for him and me. i take out the bowl and spoon, and grab the ingredients for making pancakes. i hear a groan from his room, making me giggle. "come on ranboob, i'm making pancakes. get up!" i yell to him, causing him to walk out the door. "breakfast at 11? smart." he mumbles as he sits down. "sorry that we both sleep in." i respond with a laugh. "whatever." he groans. i continue to mix all the ingredients in until it becomes a batter texture. i put my finger in and spread it across ranboos face witch makes him laugh. he wipes it off and puts it on my face. "hey! that's not fair, you could have cooties." i groan in a jokingly way with makes us both burst into laughing. i finally put the pancake mix into the pan and wait for it to cook. "so, do you wanna stream with me sometime today? i'm not going on the smp, sooo.." he smiles at me, and i try to smile back. last night i got a lot of rude messages, more than nice ones. lots of them said how i was just using ranboo, and others body shaming me, or telling me that i'm not good at minecraft. he tilts his head. "are you okay?" he asks slightly, getting up from his seat. "i-i'm fine!" i stutter. that makes him more worried. he walks over to me and looks down at me. "n/n, i know when somethings wrong. and right now there is. please tell me.." he whispers. "ranboo, i'm fine, don't worry. we can totally stream later. but let's make these pancakes first!" i smile, obviously lying. i guess he believed me, so he smiled back. "alright! lets make these pancakes then." he responds, getting the pancake mix and putting more on the pan.

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ranboo's pov
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i know somethings up. i just know it. i can tell. but for now were just gonna stream and try to make them happier. i click start stream, and i start saying hello to the chat. i see that y/n has done the same, and we call so we can go onto minecraft. i make a new world, and y/n slowly joins afterwords.

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about 30 minutes later, i get a dono.

5$ donation from user7
hey ranboo, you should check our y/n's stream, people aren't being the kindest to them.

i go onto twitch and search up y/n's user and click on their live. i see tears streaming down their face and people making fun of them in the chat. i quickly donate 10$ to them and type in 'everyone shut up', and run to their room. they looks back at me, tears flooding their eyes, and their makeup ruined by their watery eyes. i click end stream for them, and give them a hug. "why didn't you tell me this?!" i ask, still comforting them. "i-i-i" they hiccup, and bury their face into the crook of my neck. "shh, it's okay. we can take a break and go do something else. how about that?" i ask them, they nod. still hiding their face. i lift their face up and wipe their tears. they look at me, smiling a bit. "t-thank you." they whisper, hugging me. "of course. now, what do you wanna do?"

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i have no clue why, but i have a strong feeling he's different from his streams or videos :]

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