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morning light flowed through the blinds and onto the cold wooden floors. a ceiling fan quietly spun, making the room a cool temperature. a blonde boy laying on a warm bed stares at the fan as he slowly wakes.
it hadn't even been twenty-four hours since he has been here and he already feels at home.
his laptop from the night before, is still open, the screen has darkened but ranboo can still make out the "are you still watching?" screen.
ranboo turns his head to look at tubbo, who is still asleep next to him. there's a small smile on the boy’s lips as well as a light pink tint on his cheeks. ranboo cannot help but find the boy adorable while he sleeps, he's so calm compared to his sometimes loud and sarcastic side that took place during the day.
the blonde cannot help but coo at him and, carefully, he turns onto his side, trying not to wake him, and brings a hand up. he places it on the boy’s warm cheek, aware of the size difference, and runs his thumb over his cheekbone, taking in fully of the boy's gorgeous state.
the movement, however, makes tubbo stir slightly. he weakly whines out, clearly upset at being woken up. his eyes pressed together in confusion about this sudden touch. slowly, he flutters open his eyes, meeting ranboo's eyes.
"boo?" his voice is low and thick from sleep compared to his normal high-pitched voice.
ranboo can't help but grin, "hey bo." tubbo cracks a smile at his boyfriend and lends into his warm hand. "you sleep okay?" ranboo asks. the shorter nods, not awake enough to formulate a response. ranboo suddenly feels an arm thrown across his waist, trying, but failing, to pull him closer.
the lanky blonde lets out a small giggle, "alright, give me a sec." he shuffles closer, letting tubbo’s head bury itself in his thin t-shirt, inhaling his scent. ranboo does the same, only with the boy’s hair. throughout this, he keeps his hand on the other's cheek, still rubbing small circles on his cheekbone.
the two sit in the silence of the room, soaking up the early morning and cuddles neither of them is used to. eventually, tubbo pulls back just enough to see ranboo’s grey eyes, something he can finally witness in person.
“hey.” the tall blonde speaks up.
“hi,” he smiles. “how was your first night in the uk, boss man?”
“pretty good, i slept next to a pretty cute boy.” he teases, making tubbo’s light up with a red tint.
“well, i slept next to a very sexy man.” tubbo fires back, grinning slyly. ranboo sputters as his cheeks light up with a brighter red tint than tubbo’s. the brunette can’t help but place a kiss on the boy’s nose, “you’re so stupid.”
ranboo’s brow press together, “am not.”
“whatever, boss man.”
ranboo lends down slightly and presses his forehead to tubbo's and slips his eyes shut, tubbo doing the same. the two grin together as tubbo's arm grips him a bit tighter.
"you know what i just realized?" the blonde speaks up.
"hm?"
"this is our first morning together, tubs."
tubbo gasps quietly, "oh my god, it is."
"mmhm. what do you think?"
"i could get used to it honestly. this is nice."
"oh really?" ranboo says, a teasing tone in his voice.
"yes, dickhead."
"whatever you say, mr i don't like physical touch." ranboo teases, almost grinning in amusement. bright red covers tubbo's face, "shut up."
the blonde cannot help but let out a loud crackle at the boy's response. tubbo brings a hand up and covers his face, trying, unsuccessfully, to hide his embarrassment. when ranboo catches his breath and calms back down, he presses a kiss to his forehead. he removes his hand from his cheek and flips around, throwing the covers off him. the bed recoils as ranboo leaves, taking most of the heat with him and making tubbo frown.
“how dare you leave me.” tubbo says, a pout in his voice. ranboo picks up his tie-dye hoodie that was tossed onto the floor from the night before, and turns to tubbo, “you want american pancakes for breakfast?”
he thinks it over for a moment before smiling, “yes.”