Hotshot? ~{Tomboo}~

~{Chapter 13}~

Ranboo POV

I got out of the shower and wrapped the towel around my hips. I was just about to walk out and to my room, but Tommy is in there.

"Dad! Can you get me clothes!?" I yelled loud enough for him to hear me.

"Yeah!" He yelled.

I sighed, "Thank god."

Tommy POV

I heard Ranboo yell something, but I couldn't tell exactly what.

Then his dad walked in and I sat up, "Hello."

"Hey Tommy. I was just gonna grab Mark some clothes." He smiled.

I laughed, "Oh! Did he forget?"

He chuckled, "It would appear so."

He went through the drawers and pulled out some clothes. I stood up, "I can give them to him."

He raised an eyebrow, "You sure?"

I nodded, "Mhmm."

He handed me the clothes, "Alright."

He led me to the bathroom, "Tell Mark to come to the table to eat afterwards, okay?"

"Ofcourse." I smiled.

He walked away and I knocked. Ranboo opened the door. Towel wrapped around his waist, bare chested and nice abs, "Thanks da-" He shut the door, "Tommy!?"

I blushed brightly, "I have your clothes."

"Just leave them on the floor." He sounded nervous.

"Don't you change infront of your teammates at practice?" I asked.

"That's different." He replied.

"Why?" I asked.

"Cause I don't have a crush on any of them." He said embarrassed.

I was confused, "So you rather them see you naked then your crush?"

"What?! No! It's just more embarrassing and nerve wracking when you do." He replied.

I giggled, "Fair enough."

I set his clothes down infront of the door and walked away to his room.

I sat down on his bed and pulled out my phone. I had a couple texts from Wilbur. Probably wondering where I was. I just ignored it for now and put my phone away.

Ranboo walked in wet hair, tight white tee shirt that faintly showed his abs, and black sweats, "You hungry?"

I flushed light pink, "Uhm yeah."

"What's wrong?" He asked and sat down beside me.

I cleared my throat, "Nothing."

He sighed, "Do you mind having dinner with my father?"

"No." I smiled.

He stretched his arms up in the air and his shirt lifted. I couldn't help, but look. I bit my lip and blushed brighter.

And ofcourse, he noticed, "Your staring."

I looked up at his face, "No I wasn't."

He chuckled, "Like what you see?"

I touched my lips.

He didn't even hesitate. He kissed me gently and I kissed back. When we pulled away I replied, "Yeah."

He smirked, "Y'know, I can show you it all if you just tell me you like me."

"Your hot. I like to have fun with you, but I don't like you." I said and stood up, "Now c'mon. Your dad must be waiting."