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There was a light breeze ruffling Tubbo’s hair, causing his hair to get in his eyes, disrupting the view. They had decided to go on a hike, wanting to get out of the house for a bit just the two of them. Ranboo was ahead of him, Tubbo was trailing behind but that was because Ranboo had fucking long legs. It was an unfair advantage.
“Hey!” Tubbo called out to the tall boy ahead of him, “Wait up a sec, you tall fuck!”
Ranboo pauses, and turns to look at him, “You can’t keep up?”
“Fuck you!” Tubbo shouts at him, “Not everyone can be six foot and six fucking inches!”
“Awww, you jealous?” Ranboo teases him, as Tubbo catches up to him. Tubbo grabs Ranboo hand.
“No.” Tubbo stubbornly replies. “But since you are so tall you can pull me along.”
“I will?” Ranboo raises an eyebrow.
“Yes.” Tubbo looked right at him, a stubborn look on his face, he wasn’t going to lose this argument. Ranboo looked at their hands interlocked before looking at where they had to go. Fuck. Tubbo knew exactly what he was going to do and he had no time to avoid it.
Ranboo started to run, dragging Tubbo along behind him and fuck was he fast. Tubbo was dragged into a meadow with Ranboo laughing at him. When Ranboo finally stopped, Tubbo crashed into him.
“Fuck!” Tubbo said into Ranboo’s chest, “Why do you always do that?”
“Cos its fun?” Tubbo lifted his head to look at him, an angry look on his face.
“You are a shithead.” Tubbo says before moving away from Ranboo and sitting down in the grass. “There’s dandelions, we could make something with them.”
“Already forgiven me?” Ranboo teased him, Tubbo knew he was looking for him to rise to the bait but he wouldn’t give him that pleasure. So instead he just looked at Ranboo with a death stare, that should get the dick to stop. “Okay, okay. I will stop.”
“Good.” Tubbo starts picking the yellow flowers, “Come on help me pick some, otherwise you will be on the sofa for real tonight.”
That got Ranboo to start helping. They sat there for a while, just picking flowers with one another. Silence was good when it was with Ranboo, normally he preferred something to be making noise but when he was with him, the silence didn’t seem so suffocating. Ranboo made lots of things easier, Tubbo hoped he could follow him to the US when it came to october.
“What are we gonna do with these Tubbo?” Ranboo asked him.
“Oh, maybe we could make flower crowns?” Tubbo suggested.
“Okay, you are gonna have to show me how though.” Ranboo replied.
With that Tubbo showed him how to make them and soon they had two flower crowns. One looked like a crown, with all the flowers forming an almost perfect circle but the other looked like it would fall apart any second.
“Well, I think we can tell you have done this before,” Ranboo jokes, “What do we do with them now?”
“What do we do with crowns?” Tubbo teases him, “Put them on our head, what else would we do, eat them?”
“With you it could have been anything.” Ranboo picks up his crown carefully and places it on Tubbo’s head before kissing him lightly, “I pronounce you King Tubbo.”
“You are such an idiot,” Tubbo says affectionately as he picks up his golden flower crown. He reaches up to put it on his boyfriend’s head. “I guess I pronounce you King Dickhead.”
“Hey!” Ranboo says in fake anger.
“What? It's true!” Before Ranboo could reply, Tubbo pushed him over and kissed him. He laughed into Ranboo’s lips. He was glad they decided to do this today. He loved having Ranboo to himself, he loved Ranboo.