Ranboozled | Ranboo x reader

5.

Y/N POV

I don't really know why I left Ranboo so abruptly; I guess he just scared me. He was nice and all, but I hate human contact. It will take a lot of getting used to. It's not his fault.

I've almost finished climbing the last few stairs to my floor. But when I get there, my heart skips a beat.

There's a note pinned to my door that reads:

EVICTED.

You failed to pay your rent.

Return your key to the front desk by 10PM tonight.

Ranboo POV

I'm really not too far behind Y/N, but I don't want to go up to them again in case I make them uncomfortable.

I don't know what to think of our interaction- they just seemed so distant.

The only time they weren't was when they found out who I was.

See, Ranboo? That's just proof that people only like your online presence, not you as a person.

I trail a few metres behind them, trying to persuade myself that no-one can tell I'm following them to make sure they're ok.

When I reach the top of the stairs, I see them already by their door... crying on the floor.

No, Ranboo. It's not your business. You don't know them.

But my mind doesn't stop my legs moving in their direction.

"Are you okay?" I say, causing them to flinch slightly, but no response. They're holding a piece of paper and I can't quite tell what it says, so I cautiously step a bit closer.

I can barely read the paper, it's so tear-stained. But when I do, I feel a stab of guilt.

Y/N POV

No. This can't be happening... I...

My mind is racing with thoughts and numb at the same time. How could I be so stupid?! I pretty much have the money... what could've happened?

Oh I know. My parents... the other day they called me to say they were going to stop helping me pay... I must've forgotten to pay extra and now....

Ranboo appears behind me but I barely acknowledge his presence, I'm so used to being alone when this sort of shit happens. And that's what I am - alone.

Ever since moving here there's been just me. Mom and dad gone. Best friend dead. Boyfriend emigrated without even warning me. And the worst part is, it's all my fault. If only I wasn't so good at forcing people away.

"Ranboo-" my voice breaks as I turn to look at him, my eyes stinging from crying.

He kneels down beside me and I see his eyes are full of sympathy and worry.

Does he... does he care? No. There's no way he does. Not a single person who's known me for twenty years cares about me- let alone a single day.

But then he does something that makes me question my theory...

He pulls me into a hug.

A hug so tight I can hardly breathe.

"You're going to be okay, Y/N. I'll make sure you're okay." Ranboo whispers.

I wrap my arms around him and for a small, precious second, there are no voices in my head saying it's not real or that I don't deserve it. All there is is the warmth from Ranboo and the strength of his hands on my back as he attempts to stop my shaking.

After a few more moments of comfort in the embrace, I slowly pull back and smile.

"And to think I donated you $100 earlier today."

"You what? You shouldn't have, really. Let me pay you back- it's the least I can do to help you." He reaches for his wallet but I stop him by grabbing his wrist.

"No, Ranboo. I made my choice and it was worth it. If you pay me back, I will just find a way to give it back to you." I stare down at my hand on his wrist and- to my embarrassment- start blushing as I wonder how it would feel to hold his hand properly.

He must be able to hear my thoughts, because a few milliseconds later, he wiggles his wrist out of my grip and instead intertwines his fingers with mine.

It feels... right. His large hand feels as if it's trying to keep my smaller one safe.

They fit together perfectly.

"Okay then, there must be something I can do to help you? I'm not just going to let you live on the streets, Y/N." He reaches to brush a strand of hair from my eye, and this time I let him.

"Well... I do need somewhere to stay." I say so quietly that even I find it hard to hear. I don't want him to think I'm trying to force him into anything.

"I have a spare room in my apartment if you want to stay there? We can be roommates!" When he says this, his grip on my hand tightens and I look up to see him beaming with excitement at this new possibility.

"Really?" I ask nervously.

"Of course!"

Then I start smiling so wide that I feel as if the skin around my mouth is going to tear. Suddenly the sadness at losing my apartment fades and I feel the happiest I've been in months, maybe years. 

I'm so grateful.

I let go of his hand and my own feels temporarily freezing, but I then wrap my arms back around him and bury my head into his sweater instead.

"Thank you," I mumble. "Thank you so much."

I start crying again, but this time it's not because of sadness or hopelessness.

This time it's because of unimaginable happiness.

Someone cares about me..

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STDTHHGYHBDRYHJBUK'N WHY, HELLO!

Hehe I told u we'd get a chapter out today >:)

Anyways, if u haven't read the A/N I posted about half an hour ago, I just need to say that it's likely we won't upload again until mid-weekish... I love writing this but it's my school half term rn and I'm either too busy to write or just lack motivation XD

But I promise when I get back to school I'll be written more again (my reasoning to writing a lot during school is because when I'm already supposed to be writing stuff on my computer, it just means I might as well write this as well lmao. That make any sense? Psh).

Thank you guys for all the love and support! Waking up and reading through my notifs and seeing a bunch of comments and upvotes from y'all Americans/different timezone peeps/ppl with no sleep schedule (XD) rlly makes my day <3

Love you all! UwU <3

PS: For context of timings for uploads, I live in the UK so I am 5-8 hours ahead of America time (ikr it sucks, I'm usually asleep when Ranboob streams) and usually upload around 4 pm, but it can differentiate.