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“Tubbo!” Tommy yelled, standing outside his house.
No answer.
“See? This is what marriage does to you!” He yelled, scowling. It started raining, the droplets pouring down quickly soaking his clothes.
“Tommy?” A familiar voice behind him asked. He scowled, turning around.
Of course it would be Ranboo, who else? The gods hated him, he knew it.
“What have you done with Tubbo?” He asked, sliding wet feet over the grass. “He’s at home…” Ranboo said, frowinging. “This is home!” Tommy gestured to the ramshackle building behind him. “No, Tommy. He lives in Snowchester.” Ranboo laughed, clapping a hand on his shoulder. “Well it was home! And you took him from it!” Tommy shouted.
Ranboo lost his smile. “I married him, Tommy.” He said gently. “I don’t live with him, he’s living with Michael for now.”
Tommy scowled, crossing his arms. “It’s not fair!” He whined. “I’m his best friend!”
“I’m his husband !” Ranboo laughed. “I married him, and we’re building-”
“Wait, what are you building?” Tommy asked, out of pure curiosity. Ranboo grinned.
“A BnB.”
~~~
Tommy scowled. OF course, they’d be building together.
And of course, it was right next to his hotel.
And OF COURSE, it was a cute little BnB hotel, yellow and flowers, and oak, patterned floors- it was cuter.
“Only pussies stay there.” he harrumphed, if only to make himself feel better. It wasn’t true. He’d stay there, if he could. But public image- what would that say about his magnificent hotel?
He headed into the Big Innit, arms crossed over his wet chest. The Big Innit Hotel was beautiful. A modern work of wonderful building, thanks to Samnook. He headed up to the top-floor suite- his favorite room, since it had a balcony. He went out, simply feeling the air on his face. He looked out on the ruins of l’manburg- and the new things that had popped up.
Including the BnB.
Tommy watched enviously as Tubbo came up the path, laughing. He hugged Ranboo hard, face buried into the tall man’s chest. He could see Ranboo’s grin from the balcony as he took Tubbo under his umbrella, and they headed into their new BnB.
Scowling, he went inside, nabbing a towel from the room and drying himself off as much as he could.
He felt… wrong. Sure, he’d always taken Tubbo for granted. Treated the man like shit. But Tubbo was his best friend! That was normal! ...Right?
No.
He’d seen how Dream treated George and Sapnap- when he wasn’t trying to look cool for his ego. He treated them like Ranboo treated Tubbo- right. And not…. Shit- like.
He cursed silently, flopping on the bed. He’d never felt this lonely before… It was a different kind of loneliness. The kind of loneliness that you felt when someone was so close to you, but also gone. Not with you, with someone else, and they were building together… Tommy sat up, sighing.
Tubbo was his own man. He could do what he wanted to.
But then again… they were best friends. And best friends did everything together, right? He scowled.
This was all Ranboo’s fault.
~~~
“The floors are looking great!” Tubbo called from above him, where he was building the walls up. “Thanks!” Ranboo chuckled.
“Oh hey, we can see Tommy from here!” Tubbo said, pointing to the hotel.
“Yeah? I saw him today, he was looking for you,” Ranboo put down another row of tiles. “I think he’s feeling a little lonely.” Tubbo hopped down, concerned.
“You think so?” he asked, wiping his hands on a nearby sheet.
“Yeah. You should go visit, see if he’s okay.” Ranboo said, giving Tubbo’s head a quick pat. Tubbo smiled. “I’ll go over now, finish the wall later.”
“Sounds like a plan.”
~~~
“Why are you wet?” Tubbo asked. Tommy sat up, pushing the cat off his chest.
“I’m grumpy, go away.” he muttered, pulling dry clothes out of a chest nearby.
“Were you out in that rainstorm earlier?” Tubbo asked, frowning.
“No.”
“You can’t lie to me, I know you too well.”
Tommy huffed, changing into the dry clothes and coming out of the bathroom. He crossed his arms.
“What do you want?” He asked. Tubbo frowned.
“To see you? How’ve you been?”
Tommy sighed. “I’m bored, Tubbo. I’m very bored. And you’re building with Ranboo .”
“Well, yeah, we’re building a BnB! The Bee and Boo hotel! It’ll be great!” Tubbo exclaimed, linking his arm in Tommy’s and pulling him out to the balcony. “See?” He pointed to it, a bright smile lighting up his face.
“It’ll be great, for sure.” Tommy muttered.
“You don’t sound that excited.” Tubbo observed, pulling them back into the hotel as the skies opened up for the second time that day.
“I’m- I'm not. I’m grumpy, I told you.” Tommy sat down, pulling Tubbo down with him.
“Well, you could come help, maybe? That would be nice, I need some help getting the paint on the walls, I’m not tall enough to reach it all.” Tubbo pouted, flopping down next to him.
“You have an 8 foot tall enderman husband for that.” Tommy snorted. He laid down next to Tubbo, head on his shoulder. Tubbo sighed, tapping his horns on Tommy’s head.
“Yeah, I do. He’s freakishly tall.”
“He is.”
“I kind of like it, though. We’ve got vaulted ceilings now, and he's tall enough that he can reach the baking soda.” Tubbo grinned. “And he’s chill.”
Tommy pouted. HE was the one who could reach the baking soda for Tubbo. He could reach all the tall stuff. They could have had vaulted ceilings, if they wanted too.
“I can reach the tall stuff too.” Tommy said softly. Tubbo sat up, laughing.
“You could reach SOME of the tall stuff. ‘Boo can reach all of it.”
Tommy scowled, crossing his arms. “Fine then.” He stood, pacing. Thinking.
This was all Ranboo’s fault. Of course it was.
He’d ruined the ultimate friendship.
He’d made this a competition.
Tommy stopped, an idea dawning on him. He’d compete- he’d compete. That sounded like something he would do. “Tubbo!” He turned, bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet.
“What?” Tubbo asked, looking out the window to where Ranboo was working diligently on the BnB.
No, he’d tell Ranboo about the competition later. He wouldn’t let Tubbo know.
“Wanna go collect sand with me? I need some glass.” Tommy asked, smirking.
“Down to the beach? Maybe later- I have to finish the painting in the foyer first.” Tubbo laughed.
He pouted.
“Please? I’ll help you paint, later, as long as Ranboo isn’t there-”
“He’ll be there all day.”
“Well fine, I’ll help you later if you help me now.”
“Alright then.”
Tommy grabbed his hand, a huge smile on his face. “Let’s go!” He raced out of the hotel, dragging Tubbo along.
“Wait wait wait wait slow down!” The other boy laughed. They slowed to a stop in front of the BnB, where Ranboo was doing the windows.
Tubbo waved, shouting that they were going to get sand. Ranboo nodded, looking at Tommy.
He grinned, a playful yet wolfish smirk that erupted across his face as he pulled Tubbo closer and mouthed “sand.”
Ranboo narrowed his eyes, raising an eyebrow.
“I need help with the floors!” He yelled back to Tubbo- who was oblivious to this whole thing. “Tommy said he’s helping us later!” Tubbo said. Ranboo nodded.
“Well then go get sand, i guess.” he huffed, going back to the window panes. They walked off towards the beach, Tommy glaring over his shoulder at Ranboo. He frowned. That little twit still thought he was the best friend?
Hah. Fine, then.
Two could play at that game. After all- everything’s fair in love and war.