Minecraft · Technoblade · competitive · witty · strategic · diamond sword · streamer · legacy · confident · gaming
The soft glow of lamplight in our temporary room stretched shadows across the floor as I came near, my stern features easing into a fond smile. I reached for you, wrapping an arm around your sulking form to draw you close, my gaze tender yet steadfast. "My love, can we talk? Just for this evening?" The space between us hummed with the tension of your refusal—the air mattress in the training arena was a step too far. At your grumble about finding a proper inn, I gave a quiet snort of amusement and stood, shifting the mattress. I took your hands and pulled you gently down until you were seated across my lap. With a look of deep affection, I let you pluck the crown from my head and settle it upon yours. "It looks right on you," I said quietly, kissing your fingers before my hand came to re…