BenchTrio My Beloved

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everything here is PLATONIC I wish I didnt have to say that

Tommy sat in the corner of his room. He had no real reason for being in the corner in the dark. It just felt comforting in the moment. He leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. But when he opened them he was not in his room anymore. He actually wasn't anywhere near his home. The blond looked around the all too familiar cave in panic. He pushed himself back and tried covering his eyes hoping he'd be in his room when he uncovered them.

"Tommy." He looked up and he wasn't in the cave anymore. It was much worse. A masked man stood over him. The heat from lava burned into his side as he didn't make any move to run away from the man. This isn't real. It can't be real. His breathing became labored as the mask somehow stared into his mind picking at random fears. He found his hands going to the side of his head pulling at his hair.

Then is was dark again. Like the void of the afterlife. Tears continued to stream from his eyes. When did he start crying? Why did it feel so hard to breathe? Why the hell is Dream still talking? He tried looking up but the fear of seeing the mask made him bury his head into his knees. He flinched feeling something touch his hands. He screamed out for D̴̳͔̯̠̹̺̩̣̅̄̌̀̑ͅr̷̳̹̫̝̯̲̃̔̑e̸̼̘͗ä̵̲̞̫͖͎̗́̔͜ͅm̴̧̭͚̝̺̔̂̉̈́̐̃̎̽͑̉ to leave him alone.

He felt a much softer touch on his wrist. It slowly moved up to his finger tips. He flinched again feeling it move his hand out of his hair. Then he felt a beat. It was faint but strangely calming. There was something muffled and he felt warmth. A safe warmth this time. Not like the lava. He was leaned against the warmth and he could hear the soft beating.

A few moments later he was able to make out the voices. There were two of them. Both reassuring him that he was okay. He wasn't in Pogtopia, or the prison, or the void. He was in his home. With his friends. He was safe. They kept saying things like that while trying to calm his breathing.

"Hey big man, you okay now?" He opened his eyes slightly to see his best friend. He nodded and cuddled closer to the warmth. It let out a small purr making him look up. Ranboo smiled nervously down at him while Tubbo let out a small laugh. Tommy rolled his eyes and buried himself back in the hybrids chest.

"Warm." Ranboo chuckled and wrapped his arms around the blond. "Tubbo I'm taking the husband. He's mine now." Ranboo purred as Tommy wrapped himself around him. Tubbo let out a fake offended gasp.

"This is betrayal. I will skin both of you alive and steal your lungs." He smiled sweetly. Ranboo sighed and held out his arm. Tubbo moved to lean against him. "What the hell? You are warm. We live in the snow biome what the fuck?"

The three sat there quietly talking about random things until Ranboo fell asleep. Then Tubbo made it a point to show how limp the enderboi is when he's asleep. It was difficult with Tommy clinging to him like a koala. Tubbo laughed at that comparison.

"Hey I just realized something." Tommy hummed and turned to look at him. "You said the husband. Did you just claim him as your plankton-tonic husband to?"

"Abso-fucking-lutly not."

"He totally did." Tommy looked up at Ranboo in betrayal. Ranboo opened his eyes and smirked. "It's okay Tommy, I'd cheat on Tubbo with you."

"I hate you." Tommy detached himself from the memory boy and moved to be on Tubbo's other side.

"I hate both of you."

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