《A Tale of Two - Beeduo》Jealousy
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Tubbo's POV:
I don't know why I felt so paranoid. I just knew that something was gonna happen, more so, someone.
I felt overprotective all of the sudden. I thought that it may have had something to do with Ranboo.
As we approached the door, I seen a girl with long, brunette hair running through the school doors. She looked familiar to me, but I brushed it off. I had enough on my mind at the moment.
"Was that the- no, never mind." Ranboo cut himself off and finished his sentence with a confusing statement.
"What?" I turned to face him.
"No, it's alright. I could be wrong, so I'll tell you later."
I smiled. At least he was planning on telling me, rather than bottling it up inside of himself.
He opened the metal door to let me in the building.
"Thank you, my sweet gentleman." I chuckled.
"My?" Ranboo smirked and walked in behind me.
"Eh, yeah. One day." I shrugged and I could see Ranboo pulling his mask up higher over his face.
I reached down for his hand and held it. I felt soft cloth and looked down to see he was wearing gloves.
"Can I wear one?" I looked up and asked.
"One what?"
"One of your gloves."
"But my gloves make me cool." He replied back.
"No, they make you edgy."
Ranboo sighed and took off his left glove. He handed it to me and I put it on my hand. Then I reached back down and held his.
We got to the halls with all of our classrooms.
"Well, Tubbo, I like being a little early to first period, so I'm gonna head to class now." Ranboo let go of my hand and turned to face me.
I wrapped my arms around his waist and pressed my head against his chest. I didn't want him to leave.
"Why can't we have first period together?" I pouted. Ranboo let out a small laugh.
"Tubbo, we have almost all of our other classes together. It'll be ok."
"But I'm just worried." I spoke quietly, bringing back that feeling of paranoia.
"I really wish I knew why.. I'm sure nothing will happen, though. Don't worry about it too much, alright?" Ranboo tilted my chin up, his other hand occupied by giving me soft back rubs.
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"Yeah.." I almost whispered. "You should probably get to class now." I said, looking down, flustered because of the fact that he was touching near my face. Ranboo chuckled.
"Alright, see ya later." Ranboo fluffed my hair up before walking further down the hall to his class.
I put my head down and sighed. I wished he would mess with my hair more often. It felt relaxing.
Suddenly, I got a flashback from around a week ago. The time when that girl ran into Ranboo, and couldn't take her eyes off of him.
Then I remembered earlier. A familiar face running into the school.
It was her. I knew it instantly. I clenched my fists and scrunched up my face until my teeth were showing.
"That b(bleep)ch better not come anywhere in contact with him.." I mumbled to myself in anger.
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I stormed off to class, shaking out of irritation.
I was the last to leave the class. I was being too distracted by annoying thoughts about things that could happen. Things having to do with Ranboo and that girl.
As I exited the classroom, I looked straight down the hallway, hoping that my eyes were playing tricks on me.
The first thing I noticed was Ranboo, standing straight down the hall from me. Just below him was the green eyed girl, trying to take all of Ranboo's attention.
She was being way too touchy with him, and that infuriated me. She kept randomly touching his hand or grabbing his shoulder.
It was obvious that she had a thing for him, and I hated that. It was way too soon for her to like him.
The worst part is, Ranboo didn't seem the least bit uncomfortable. He acted as though it were a normal thing.
I've always hated letting anger get the best of me, so instead, I formed the anger into sadness. I started crying, staring at the two that were standing fifteen feet away from me.
Ranboo looked away from the girl and over at me. He double glanced, and his eyes went wide the moment he realized I was crying.
He removed the girl's hand from his shoulder and turned my way. The girl seemed shocked and upset, but I didn't care.
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I ran the opposite direction of them and went straight into the bathroom.
I locked myself in the very last stall, hoping that Ranboo didn't see me run in there.
Second's later, I heard a stomping noise echo inside the restroom. I was scared, because I knew it was Ranboo.
"Tubbo?!" He shouted.
I could see his feet moving closer to me, as he checked all of the stalls, praying that he would see me.
He reached the one I was in, and noticed it was locked.
"Tubbo, let me in! I know it's you!" He banged on the door.
I sobbed even harder, causing small noises to come out of my mouth.
"Tubbo, why are you crying?? Just let me in!" Ranboo yelped, fretfully.
"G-Go away! I don't want you here.." I huddled up.
"What? No! Tubbo, please, let me in." Ranboo hit his head on the door.
"I-I'm fine. Just leave.."
"We've talked about this! Remember what you told me? You said that we need to be more open with each other! Remember?? You said that you wanted me to trust you like you trust me! But it doesn't seem like you trust me right now."
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"Yes! But then you told me that things needed to be left alone to prevent issues! That's exactly what I'm doing. I-I'm trying to avoid having any more problems with you." I began stuttering. "You don't deserve them. You're too good.." I couldn't stop the waterfall of tears escaping my eyes, blurring out my vision.
"I-I don't care! We can deal with things together, Tubbo. That's what we're supposed to do, right..?" I could see Ranboo's tears dripping down to the tiles of the floor.
I heard the deafening bell start to ring.
"No. I'm meant to deal with this alone. Now- go to class. That girl is probably wondering where you are.."
Ranboo took a short pause.
"..So that's what this is about.." He seemed unimpressed.
"And that's exactly why I didn't want to tell you." I relaxed my muscles and sighed. "Can you go away now?"
"No, Tubbo. I'm not leaving until you open the door." Ranboo sounded deep and stern.
I angerly stood up and flung the door open, almost hitting him with it.
"What do you want from me?!" I let more tears fly down the side of my face, one by one.
"I'm disappointed in you."
"Yeah, I know. I'm pretty disappointed in me, too." I shrugged and flung my arms up dramatically.
"Tubbo, I've already told you that I love you and you still don't seem to believe me. You're getting upset about a girl that I don't even really know! I'm disappointed that you're jealous about that.."
I backed away from him and covered my face.
"I know! That's why I came in here! Cause' I knew you would be upset that I let my jealousy take over, but I really can't help it." I got somewhat quieter. "I'll always be like this around you, Ranboo! It's not that I don't trust you, I just don't trust them!"
Ranboo walked closer to me and grabbed me by the shoulder. He pulled me closer to him and just stared at me. I looked downward.
"..Plus, she is really pretty. She could easily take you away.." I mumbled.
"I- well, no, because you're cuter." Ranboo spoke in all seriousness as he hugged me.
"Shut up." I couldn't help but laugh. He was always able to make me feel better in any situation. He was just perfect.
There was a long pause of us holding each other tightly.
"You know, I think I'll be ok with your jealousy. It lets me know that you care." Ranboo said in almost a whisper.
"Of course I care." I giggled. "Also, I don't really like how much she touches you. It bothers me a lot.." I said under my breath.
"Awhh." Ranboo tittered. "Ok, I'll tell her to lay off." Ranboo rubbed my back in a fast motion.
We both just stood there hugging, for what felt like forever.
I wished it lasted forever.
I was done being jealous for the day.
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