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“Ranboo! Ranboo wake up! C’mon!” Tubbo said, shaking Ranboo’s lanky body. Ranboo groaned, brushing his hair from his eyes.
“What? What?” Ranboo groaned. Sitting up on the layout bed, Tommy was struggling to put on shoes.
“Get your ass up! We’re going out!” Tubbo said, pushing Ranboo as he got up off the bed.
“Going out? It’s…” Ranboo paused and grabbed his phone, checking the time, “It’s literally four am.”
“Okay? I couldn’t sleep and there’s a park nearby! C’mon I wanna go fuck around!” Tubbo grinned, and Ranboo groaned, pulling his pillow over his face before huffing and throwing it off to get up.
Tommy and Tubbo were already dressed, Tommy in a large sweatshirt and blue jeans and Tubbo in one of, what Ranboo assumed was one of his hoodies and some black shorts. He groaned, not bothering to change out of his sweatpants and slipping on a hoodie as well.
Ranboo slipped on his shoes, grabbing his phone and putting his mask on before following the two very rowdy teenagers outside. They started down the road, Tubbo and Tommy fucking around while Ranboo trailed behind, still trying to wake up.
It was dark, and the streetlights provided a gentle orange glow over the roads and pavement, the clouds covered the moon, and the wind rushed past them sending a shiver down Ranboo’s spine as he watched his two best friends walk together down to the park.
When they’d gotten there, it was empty, of course, and the two wild ones immediately started playing on the slides and structures, but Ranboo sat down on one of the swings and watched his friends laugh loudly in the night. He adjusted the mask on his face, he really didn’t need to wear it technically, since this area was basically dead of human life other than them, but he felt more comfortable with it on.
Eventually, the two boys became tired, and joined Ranboo at the swing set. Tommy sat on the ground in front of them while Tubbo took the swing next to Ranboo.
“You know, when you go back I’m going to be very upset,” Tubbo said randomly, and that caught Ranboo’s attention.
“Hm?” Ranboo hummed, still in a sluggish state. “You’re coming with me, remember?” He chuckled, “We’re going to the con and then you’re staying with me for a while.”
“Yeah, but… when that’s all done and I have to come back here it’s gonna really suck,” Tubbo hummed, kicking his feet and slowly pushing his swing back.
“Yeah, I’ve gotten so used to you here and it’s barely been a month,” Tommy groaned, laying back on the dirty ground and looking up at the murky sky.
“You know I plan on coming back,” Ranboo hummed, “We want to make a streamer house, remember?” He chuckled.
“What’re the chances of that actually happening?” Tubbo asked, and both of the younger teens glanced at him.
“We’re almost adults, Tubbo,” Ranboo said, “We can make it happen.”
Tubbo glanced at Ranboo, and the saddened look on his face masked by a smile made Ranboo’s heart hurt. Tommy groaned, sitting up again and leaning against Ranboo’s legs.
“What if this streamer thing doesn’t work out and we’re not able to do all that we want?” Tubbo whispered, pushing himself slowly, the swing creaking in protest despite the three of them knowing it wasn’t going to snap.
“We’ll work together, yeah? To create what we want?” Tommy said, looking between both of them. “We’ve all got loyal viewers. We can make this work.”
“You’re very optimistic,” Tubbo hummed.
“We all need a little optimism, Tubbo,” Ranboo said, “Don’t overthink it, that’s my job.”
The three of them chuckled, and a comfortable silence fell over them. They sat for a while, Tommy relaxing against Ranboo’s legs, Tubbo slowly rocking back in fourth in the swing. Ranboo watched as the sky slowly started to brighten as the time slowly passed on and the night slowly became a dim day.
“We’ll always have each other,” Ranboo mumbled, and both boys looked up at him. “Right? We’ll have each other’s backs?”
“Of course,” Tommy said, and Tubbo nodded.
“Then that’s all we need. We work together, we learn together, we’ll do it together,” Ranboo smiled, looking at them both.
Tubbo and Tommy smiled back at him. And Tommy huffed as he pushed himself up. “C’mon! Enough sappy shit!” Tommy laughed as he grabbed Ranboo and pulled him up. Ranboo laughed as he was dragged to the play structure.
Tubbo bolted off and the three of them fucked around going up and down the slides. Chasing each other around in a game of tag and completely wearing themselves out as the day brightened. The three of them collapsed in the grass after hours of just running around like children.
The three of them laid straight with their heads in the middle as they watched the cloudy sky, catching their breaths.
“I love you both,” Tubbo whispered. “I can’t imagine where I would’ve been without either one of you.”
“We love to you, Tubs,” Ranboo mumbled, feeling exhaustion fill his bones again, and Tommy hummed in agreement.
“Yeah, but you should really learn not to be such a bitch,” Tommy joked, which got Tubbo to playfully start wrestling with him, Ranboo laughing on the sidelines.