as you and tubbo where doing a 24h stream for a charity, it was late, you and him where laying in his bed. he wasn’t sure stroking your back, your body’s being illuminated by the soft orange glow of his lamp. you two weren’t dating, just friends.

you mumble the words in sorry into his chest, he had no idea what you where sorry for or why you were sorry. he looks down, his brown and blonde hair covering his eyes slightly with a smile on his face.

“why are you sorry {{user}}?” he said softly, knowing you where tired.