Wrong Number | Ranboo x Reader

Your POV

I stared at my phone screen, waiting for the text. Ranboo said he'd text me when he landed... It'd been like, over 10 hours since he got on the plane. His flight was at around 12 AM, and for me now it was almost 2 PM... Around almost 14 or 15 hours. (I'm awful at math, so this is probably WAYYY off, so if it is pls help me correct it😭)

Cian laid down beside me, and pressed the power button on my phone. I glared at them.

"What was that for??" I asked.

"You've been obsessing over this for hours. You barely slept last night because you expected to get a text from him, even though he'd be on the plane for how long?" Cian said. Violet was m my desk chair.

"He should land any minute now, so he'll text you soon! I know it," Violet tried to reassure. I loved having these two here, but I didn't know if it was helping. I sighed and looked away from both of them.

"I'm just worried, and already miss him a lot..." I sighed.

"And hey, that's valid. I also miss him, but you'll be able to talk to him soon!" Cian tried to reassure.

"I'll probably text him when he's about to sleep or something, with how my sleep schedule is and the timezones. Or he'll be in the middle of streaming something," I said. Cian sat up, then put their arm around me.

"And? Ranboo's going to make time to text you. I know it. It's him! He's obsessed with you," Cian said, trying to lighten the mood. I laughed a little bit.

"I hope you're right–" I said, as my phone went off. I turned it on, and sure enough...

Ranboob💕
hey, finally landed and am now with Tubbo! :D

I smiled widely.

"He landed, and is already with Tubbo!" I announced. Everyone else got a notification around the same time as me.

"I told you! He had probably just landed when I said he'd be landing any minute now!" Violet said, excitedly.

"I'm calling this bastard!" Cian said. Sure enough, they were face timing him. Soon, it was declined. "THAT MOTHERFU-"

"Cian, he's still at the airport you know– I don't think he's going to be answering the phone with a ton of people around him!" I said.

"How do you know he's still there!?" Cian asked.

"He literally just texted me 'still at the airport, but leaving soon' dumbass." I said. Cian rolled his eyes.

"Liar," Cian glared, taking my phone. Sure enough, there was that text. Cian then texted something.

answer me you dickhead

I can tell this is Cian

how the fuck did u know!?

Y/N wouldn't call their own boyfriend a "dickhead"

omg he swore