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“Hey, Toms. Wake up, baby.” Ranboo gently shook Tommy, trying to wake him up. “It’s morning Tommy. We have filming to do today,” Ranboo whispered.
Tommy groaned and whacked Ranboo with his arm.
Ranboo laughed and kissed Tommy’s cheek. “C’mon Tommy, you gotta get up.”
“Fuck off, dipshit.” Tommy turned over and wrapped his arms around Ranboo, holding him tightly.
Ranboo smiled fondly and laid back down, letting Tommy sleep for a little longer.
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“Shit, shit, shit,” Tommy grumbled as he rushed to pull his shirt over his head. “Fuck. Ranboo wake up! We’re late. Shit.”
“Hmm? What’s happening?” Ranboo rubbed his eyes as he watched Tommy rush around the room.
“We fell back asleep, we’re late for the recording. Toby’s gonna kick our asses if we don’t get there soon,” Tommy explained as he continued to run around.
Ranboo sat up tiredly as Tommy threw a shirt directly at his head. Ranboo picked the shirt up and looked at it. Upon seeing it he realized it was his shirt so he went to put it on.
“That’s dirty,” Tommy spoke, stopping the dirty blonde before he could put it on. “That’s the shirt I’ve been sleeping in,” Tommy explained.
Ranboo perked an eyebrow. “You’ve been sleeping in my shirt?”
“You’ve been sleeping in my hoodie.”
Ranboo cracked a small smile. “Touche.” Ranboo stood up from his seat on the bed and got up to grab a clean shirt for himself.
The two boys got dressed and made their way outside to head to the train station.
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“Allium duo you’re late,” Wilbur said as soon as the two walked through the door.
“Huh?” Tommy gave him a confused glance. “Allium duo? What’s that?”
Wilbur gave a small smirk. “It’s what you two are known as on Twitter. Originally it was awkward duo though,” Wilbur explained.
“Awkward? What the fuck. I am not awkward. And who the fuck came up with allium? That makes zero sense,” Tommy grumbled.
“No, it does make sense. Remember when we did that one stream where we griefed George’s mushroom house?”
Tommy nodded.
“Yeah, that stream I gave you an allium and you kept it with you,” Ranboo said with a smile as he grabbed his boyfriend’s hand.
“Oh.”
Wilbur gave a small laugh. “What took you two so long anyways?”
“We overslept.”
Ranboo turned to look at him. “No, you overslept. I was trying to wake you up to get ready but you pulled me back to cuddle with you. Clingy.”
Tommy gasped, dramatically. “I am not clingy!”
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“I still can’t believe you guys were late,” Tubbo spoke.
“I said I was sorry!” Tommy said with a frown. “It’s my fault, I didn’t mean to.” Tommy was literally the real-life version of the “:(“ emoticon right now.
Tubbo saw this and immediately stopped walking to look at Tommy. “Hey, I’m not mad Toms. I promise,” he said with a smile.
Ever since Tommy came clean to Tubbo about it he had learned to be more careful about Tommy’s emotions, as if stepping on glass.
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“Toby, I need to tell you something,” Tommy said, sniffling.
Tubbo immediately stopped what he was doing to put his full attention towards the call. “Tom? What’s wrong? Are you okay? Did something happen? I’m here for you mate, you can always talk to me,” Tubbo spoke, concerned.
“Toby, I have depression. I have a therapist. I take antidepressants. I struggle with self-harm. I’ve thought about killing myself. And Ranboo knows none of this. You’re the first person I’ve told. I’m sorry,” Tommy explained everything.
Tubbo gasped. “Tommy mate, I’m so sorry bossman. I’m glad you told me, I’m glad you trust me enough. It means a lot. I love you dude, but I think you need to tell Ranboo. He’s your boyfriend and he cares about you, I think it’s only fair if you tell him. Of course, you don’t have to, but I think it’s better in the long run that you do. I’m so proud of you for telling me.”
Tommy laughed. “Thank you for listening big man. I’m sorry I dumped all that on you.”
Tubbo smiled and shook his head, although invisible to Tommy. “Don’t apologize,” he said softly.
Tommy grinned. “I love you, Toby.”
“I love you too, Tommy.”