A few days after filming for the podcast, I got to take a break before going for a Tommyinnit vlog.
I sprawled out on my bed as Jambo fell asleep on my stomach.
I blasted a playlist on my speaker, thankfully my room was the only one upstairs.
I scrolled through Instagram, liking fanart, edits, as well as random things I enjoyed, like photography, and nature.
It's been a hot minute since I've streamed. I might do one later. But I need a topic, I need something to stream.
I changed to Snapchat, checking my messages and other people's stories, as well as my memories.
Today in two hours would mark the day I moved in beside my brother.
The snap showed a photo of my brother and I after moving a couch. I smiled, feeling my eyes water.
I missed home. My boring empty apartment with barely anything in the fridge, my room with a mattress and the only nice things I owned in the small closet. My shitty couch I have a singular pillow on.
I missed bursting into my brother's apartment room at random times, and spending the day with him.
It was sad in the moment, I thought I would never miss such thing. I thought at the time it didn't matter.
But God how I wanted to go back home.
Of course, it was Austin Texas. If I go out in public I would be hate crimed by Christian Republicans who wear conservative shirts and have trashy haircuts, but it was still home. And somehow, I still missed it.
I felt tears roll down my cheeks, as I turned my music down. Glass Animals can't stop my sadness this time.
My arm now rested over my eyes, quiet sobs echoed through my room.
The knock on my door stopped them though.
"Come i-in" I stumbled on my words, trying to mask the fact I was just crying.
I sat up, wiping my face as the door opened.
"Hey ba- holy shit what's wrong?!" It was Ranboo. I forgot he was coming over today.
I sighed as he rushed over, sitting beside me.
"Just missing home" I confessed, stroking Jambo's fur.
Ranboo nodded. "I understand. I felt similar close to the end of my first stay in the UK" he wrapped an arm around me, pulling me close.
I laid my head on his shoulder, as we sat in calm silence.
"Wanna take a quick nap? I'm tired" I mumbled. He nodded. "Sure" he kissed my forehead, before laying down, wrapping his arms around my waist, the big spoon.
He nuzzled his face in my neck, his hot breath on my skin.
"i love you"
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A short little fluff chapter. Yw yw.
I'm having alot of fun with this book.
My sad lonely ass enjoys fantasizing of what an almost perfect relationship would be for myself.
I don't simp for Ranboo, he's more gender envy than simp material for me, but none the less I wrote this book.
No this isn't the ending. Not even close baby.
Chapters may come out slower now, I have alot going on. School is coming up, I have band practices (I'm in colorguard tho so it's ok) and my almost non-existent social life.
As always, thank you so much for reading this story, and I hope you enjoy the rest of it!
~ Atticus (prince tragedy)
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