Boorista ~ A Tomboo Fanfiction

Chapter 156

Ranboo POV

Sunday ~ 1:23pm
"That's why I told you to go grocery shopping dum dum." Tommy laughed.

I laughed too, "I know, I know. I'll go today."

He raised a brow like a, 'yeah right'

"I will! I will! I'll go straight from here, kay?" I smiled.

"You mean gay." He said as he sipped his Coke.

"Hm?" I hummed confused.

"You mean you'll go gay from here-" He giggled, "Get it!? Cause you gay!" He booped my nose and erupted into giggles.

I stifled a laugh, "You're such a dork."

He smiled, "I'm your dork."

I chuckled, "Dam stra-" He raised a brow and I continued, "Dam gay."

He laughed and then frowned, "Ranboo~"

"What's wrong?" I asked as he had a total mood shift.

He shook his soda can, "I have no more Coke."

"Awe baby, you can get some when you get home." I said and drank some of my Coke.

He set his Coke can down and scooted closer to me, "I love you."

I raised a brow, "I love you too."

"Do you really though?" He raised a brow back at me.

I grabbed his hand, "Yep- And I've got the rings to prove it."

He blushed, "Yeah, yeah whatever- I want something else."

"Whatever?!- Tommy that's you're engagement ring." I scoffed.

"Not whatever- I meant like...That's not what I was referring to." He explained.

I nodded, "So what were you referring to?"

"Oh c'mon babe- Take a hint." He said and scooted even closer.

I leaned in and closed my eyes. He put his finger to my lips, "No dum dum."

I blushed, "What then?"

"I ran out of Coke...." He frowned and pouted with his bottom lip.

I was so confused, "I'm...sorry?"

He crossed his arms, "I want more Coke."

I furrowed my brows, "But I don't have any more Co-...." He smiled as I realized, "Oh! Here you go love."

I gave him my Coke and he beamed happily, "Thanks babe- love you!"

"No problem...love you too." I blushed.

He drank it and smiled, "Mmmm, but I love Coke better."

I scoffed, "Take that back."

"Can't take it back- Already said it." He smiled and took another drink.

I snatched the Coke, "Me or Coke?"

"You're jealous over soda?" He giggled.

"I'm jealous over your love." I explained.

"Well sadly I'm marrying you and not Coke, so there's your answer." He said and snatched the Coke back.

He took another drink, "Coke or my kisses?"

He blushed then mumbled, "Your kisses..."

I smirked, "That's what I thought-"

I kissed his cheek and he heated up, "Oh god- You make me nervous, give me butterflies, and get me flustered- but we're fiances."