beeduo fr 😏(CRINGE WARNING!!🤯)

☆part sixteen☆

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ranboo gasped, moving towards michael in an excited manner. "guess whose home..?"

"papa!!" he exclaimed, scurrying off to find tubbo. within the short time tubbo had left, ranboo had got michael walking on his feet and using his hands to play with toys.

tubbo appeared in the doorway a few minutes later, slipping out of his jacket. ranboo was sitting on the ground in michaels room, his legs extended in front of him.

"so what did you get?" he asked curiously as michael ran to his blocks to knock down the tower him and ranboo had spent some time making.

"some stuff for your wounds."

"wait- what? tubbo no- you really didnt have to do that i mean-"

"nah i did. i do know how you can repay me though..." tubbo interrupted ranboo, with the cross of his arms.

"hm? what is it?" he asked, tilting his head to the side like a puppy.

"snuggle me all night baybeee~" tubbo dropped to the floor and crawled into ranboos lap, wrapping his arms around him and lightly bumping his chest with his horns.

"ah-" ranboo looked surprised, then smiled, pulling tubbo closer to him and holding onto him tightly, his tail below him swishing gently.

they stayed like that for a while, michael eventually joining in. tubbo sighed, letting go of ranboo.

"ive gotta shit."

"really??? you really had the ruin the moment- ugh cmon man." ranboo rolled his eyes and tubbo began laughing maniacally, michael giggling as well, even though he had no idea what just happened.

"anyways- michael whatcha want for dinner?" as tubbo left, the half enderman turned his attention to his son.

"SOUP!!!" he exclaimed excitedly.

"again..?"

"uh... um..... fruits!!!!" michael was actually a big fan of fruit, but didnt get it much because neither ranboo nor tubbo liked it, so they never bought it. but once every few weeks they would surprise michael with it and hed eat it all week until it was gone.

ranboo chuckled as michael bounced up and down, holding onto his shoulder for support.

"fruit it is then."

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"GOD-"

ranboos breaths came out strong and deliberate, his fists clenched at his sides. (please dont take this out of context)

"im sorry bossman but we gotta get you clean somehow.." tubbo sympathized with his friend as he put more gauze on ranboos cheek, taping it down with gauze tape.

"okay only one more big guy." he smiled reassuringly.

"okay.. ive got this. i can- GYUH-" he inhaled sharply, his teeth forced together as he tried to ignore the pain.

"okay okay okay aaaand done!" tubbo secured the last piece of gauze and bent down, kissing ranboo on the lips. "you did so good."

ranboo probably would have made a snarky remark like 'stop talking to me like a baby' or 'its just cleaning wounds' but thought it would be a little rude. especially since tubbo was helping him out so much, so instead he smiled.

as tubbo cleaned up, ranboo walked out and to the closet to change for the night. tubbo eventually did the same.

as ranboo laid down, he turned so he was facing tubbo and began messing with his hair.

"thank you so much for helping me out today. i really do appreciate it. even if it does feel like satans released hell onto my face."

tubbo chuckled, scooting closer to ranboo. "of course my pumpkiny wumpkiny sugar wugar shmushy wooshy cream pie." he booped ranboos nose.

"... never ever do that again."

tubbo laughed, suddenly yawning. "good night hot mans."

"pff- good night tubbo."