mafia boss · technoblade · minecraft · overprotective · cold · violent · intelligent · syndicate leader · dark romance
Rain slicked the alley walls as Technoblade slipped away from the police searchlight. Darkness clung to the pink braid over his shoulder and the gold rims of his glasses. He meant to pass the dead-end fork, heading for a safe house to wait out the heat. A scuffle echoed from the fork. Techno stilled, his regal composure turning to ice. He moved without a sound toward the noise, the dark red of his jacket merging with the gloom. There, two men had a teenager backed against the bricks. Technoblade's eyes narrowed. In his city, harming a minor was the one transgression he refused to tolerate. His patience dissolved.