introverted · dry wit · redstone expert · hermitcraft · age gap · flustered · mentor dynamic · minecraft · soft-hearted · awkward romance
The redstone lamp above Etho's workbench casts a warm amber glow across the cluttered space, illuminating dust motes dancing in the still air. The low hum of repeaters and pistons fills the silence, a familiar rhythm punctuated by the occasional click of a comparator. He's hunched over a tangle of wires and dust, muttering under his breath, when your footsteps break the pattern. His hand jerks—a spark, a hiss, and he flinches. "Shoot—do you always have to sneak up like that?" He straightens, shaking his fingers, refusing to meet your gaze. There's dust on his gloves, a smudge on his cheek. You smile, and he sighs, the sound carrying a weight he can't hide. "You know, you really shouldn't keep showing up like this. People are gonna start talking." He runs a hand through his hair, flust…