This is all platonic ofc-

For background; this is based more off of them irl. The three of them are somewhere else and at a hotel. Tommy and Tubbo share a room while Ranboo has his own. Tommy and Tubbo have separate beds.

Tws: self conscious, mentions of body shaming, mentions of skinny shaming, hating on yourself, crying, mentions of starving yourself

3rd person pov

It was a cold Friday night. Tubbo had taken a warm shower to warm up. Tommy chose to just change into more suitable clothing for the cold.

The taller of the two sat on the edge of his bed, which had a large body length mirror. He had no shirt on yet. He just stared at his self in the mirror. He looked tired. He looked empty. Nothing like how he looks on camera.

He looked at his face closely, noticing his acne had flared up. Great, another thing to cover up.

He looked at his whole upper body, frowning slightly.

Maybe he /is/ too skinny... Or maybe he's too fat. He doesn't even eat much anymore, thanks to rude comments on some of his lives.

He could practically see his rib cage if he looked hard enough. Yet...he still felt too fat.

The shorter of the boys stepped out of the shower, drying off. He rubbed the fog off of the mirror, showing his face.

He sighed a bit, disliking everything about his face. It was too chubby. He doesn't have a nice jawline, or a nice nose, or nice lips or anything. He's just.. average at best.

He looked away from the mirror, drying off and putting on his boxers and pajama pants.

He then made the mistake of looking in the mirror again.

Too fat. He eats too much. Maybe he should just stop eating. Yes...that will help for sure.

He was frustrated that he could barely be seen in the mirror, due to his height.

He's too short. He's fat. He's ugly. He'd never get a lover at this rate.

He stared into the mirror, body shaking slightly, eyes tearing up.

Is his mind playing games on him? No no..that can't be, he must have gained more weight, somehow gotten uglier. Why can't he just be pretty?

In both rooms of the hotel room, stood a boy in front of a mirror, crying, letting his thoughts get to him, tearing himself down.

If only they could see past their insecurities.

Ranboo's pov

I finished getting dressed in my pajamas, folding my mask and setting it in a box, also setting my glasses in said box.

I don't need them, it's just gonna be me, Tubbo and Tommy.

I looked in the mirror to fix my hair, humming ' Lemons ' by Cavetown and some other artist, I can't really remember the other artist's name. Oh well, the song is nice tho.

I stretched, and walked to Tubbo and Tommy's room, which is right across from mine. I knocked on the door, not too loudly I mean, its a little late, 7pm.

"Come in.." a quiet and faint voice called out. Which is odd, because neither of them are quiet ever. Minus when tommy is playing a horror game, then he's scared as hecc and isn't as loud unless there's like a jumpscare I guess.

I opened their door, entering the room with a smile. " Heya " I say. " Hey Ranboo.. " Tommy responded, lacking his normal energy. Which is fine, because he doesn't always have to have alot of energy, he can be a bit more calm sometimes.

" You okay Tommy? " I asked. " Yeah.. I'm fine big guy.. " he said with a sigh.

Then I noticed something. He had been staring at a mirror, staring at his face and his upper body. I frowned slightly. " I'll be right back " I muttered, knocking on the bathroom door.

Tubbo slowly opened it, looking up into my eyes. The sight broke my heart. His eyes looked sad, tears running down his face. I looked back at tommy to notice that he had dried up tears on his cheeks.

So I did the only logical thing. I turned the body mirror around and covered the bathroom mirror with a cloth.

" Hey! What is that for?? " Tommy asked, a bit upset. " You two need to get away from mirrors for a moment, because your mind and the mirrors are messing with you " I said sternly.

" You're crazy, my mind isn't playing tricks on me and the mirrors are harmless " Tubbo said with a scoff.

" Oh really? Then why were you crying, staring at your face and body with disgust and sadness? " I asked. " Well- I..um.." Tubbo stuttered out.

" Exactly. You two need to understand that other people's opinions overall don't matter, and that you both are already amazing how you are. You don't need to starve yourself, or work out all the time and do this and that to look pretty. You both already look amazing as you already do " I told them, holding both of their hands gently.

They both teared up, and I worried I may have come off as too aggressive or rude. That was until they both hugged me tightly. I was taken aback but hugged them both back.

" Thank you Ranboo.. " Tubbo started " we both really needed that.. " Tommy finished in a shaky voice.

" Hey, that's what friends are for, right? To help each other out, to comfort each other, you know? " I said.

" Yeah " they both agreed, smiling faintly.

" Okay, now go get the rest of your clothing on, cause we are going to lay down, cuddle and watch movies " I say. " Only if there is popcorn " Tubbo said. " But you just brushed your- " I started " we can re brush our teeth but we want popcorn >:[ " Tommy said, cutting me off.

" Okay okay, I'll make popcorn, you two get dressed and both pick a movie to watch " I said

" Yayy :] " Tubbo said with a grin.

I made some popcorn, and when I come back I see them both sat on tubbo's bed, Netflix on the hotel tv.

I smiled to myself, sitting between them and sitting the popcorn down.

" What movies did you both pick? " I asked. " Jumanji " Tubbo said. " Spiderman into the Spider verse " tommy said.

" Sounds good, let's start with Tommy's pick " I said, which made Tommy cheer and Tubbo whine.

Midway through the movie, I see Tubbo staring at my eyes.

" Why are you staring at me Tubbo? " I ask him quietly. " Sorry, your eyes are pretty and calming. People say gray is a sad color, but I find it calming " he whispered back.

I flushed a bit, my brain always short circuits when I get a compliment from anyone who isn't a family member of mine. " Thanks, and don't worry about it " I said.

" Oi, stop being all sappy, I'm trying to enjoy the movie >:[ " tommy complained. Tubbo just held Tommy's hand, instantly calming him.

Dang, I need to learn his tricks of calming Tommy down.

Anyways, they both fell asleep near the end of the second movie.

So I just held them, smiling a bit. " Goodnight you two " I whispered. Then I closed my eyes, slowly drifting into sleep.

Then I remembered that they never re brushed their teeth, smh. Am I the only one who cares about my health?

Oh well, I'll fight them tomorrow. Sleepies time now tho.

A/n: 1200 words ayyyyyy