Tubbo-centric stories

Comfort People

Fanart by @ommmmara1 on twitter

Made: January 30th 2022
Published: March 26th 2022

Clingyduo are still each other's comfort people even though they've been through a lot. Prove me wrong.
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Tubbo didn't care when his door was bursted open and slammed shut, he knew who would make all that noise. He's grown use to it for the long time he's known it. Besides, he was just watching tv. Nothing bad for anyone to walk into.

So when Tommy sat next to him, he immediately knew what the other wanted. He scooted next to the blond and laid his head on the other's shoulder. A sigh came out of him, but it was a happy one.

They were silent for a bit before the brunette spoke up, "what's wrong, big man?"

"Nothin... just wanted to see you," he mumbled.

The older hummed in response before snuggling further into the other. They've done this many times when they were younger, so it wasn't uncomfortable. They just haven't in a long long time. Last time they were able to be close in contact that had something to do with comfort was back when Tubbo got the scars now in his face that descended to his chest and arms.

The taller rested his chin on the other's head and hugged him. The smaller embraced him as well and they stayed like that for a bit until the show on the tv was long forgotten.

"...You wanna spend the night?" The shorter offered.

The blond just nodded.

The goat hybrid turned off the tv, he wasn't watching it anymore anyway, and then picked up his best friend and carried him to a room. It caught the younger by surprise for a second, before he just accepted it and allowed himself to be carried. (Buffbo)

The smaller put his friend down when they entered a room, "spare one or do you wanna spend the night with me?"

"Ew, when Ranboo's there? No thanks," the blond rolled his eyes.

"He isn't coming home tonight, got shit to take care of back at his old house or somethin'. If he was, I'd be forced to be asleep and not up watching movies cause he's a weirdo."

"He seems concerned about you."

"Yeah, and that's weird," the brunette sighed, "do what you want. I'll be in the next room, k? Don't piss on the bed either. I already have a baby to clean after I don't need to clean after a child that isn't mine."

"I'll stay here— wait, did you just call me—"

"Have a good night then Tom. Don't let the bedbugs bite," the smaller interrupted him as he then left the room.

He went over to his own and looked again at his communicator to where he messaged his husband that Tommy was spending the night. The older was alright with the news, not that it mattered if he wasn't, and sent him a goodnight.

Sadly, it wasn't a good one.

Nightmares normally haunt Tubbo, and tonight was no acceptation. Even though he saw his best friend today alright, it didn't help rid of the night terrors that stay with him.

Of when he made the stupid decision to make the person who shouldn't still find comfort in him, leave them nation.

The nation was so willing to fight in a war, but because of his decision, the blond was exiled. Then went through a world of hurt to come back.

Tubbo felt guilty for it, for being the main reason behind his best friend's fear of being physically hurt, being very afraid of Dream, it was all his fault. He did that to the younger. Dream might have caused the fear, but he was the reason why Dream had the opportunity to. It was his fault.