Under The Floorboards(Technoblade X Reader)

      You had barely gotten any sleep that night, it was a shitty time to not sleep but you couldn't control insomnia. Most nights it was Techno who was the insomniac, he would spend hours laying awake just staring at you waiting for the voices to quiet down for the night. He was in awe of your beauty and grace, and the nighttime moonlight only ever enhanced those features. You couldn't help but understand what he was talking about as you stared at his features in the moonlight darkness of your room. His hair was out of its typical braid and framed his head like a pink halo, you felt his arms tighten around your waist as you tucked his hair behind his ear. The tension in his brow released feeling your touch brush against his skin and you smiled adoringly at the sight. His nose nuzzles up against your neck and your smile split into a wide grin, god he was so soft. You felt his fingers spread out against the small of your back and pull you flush against him, his breathing changed and you frowned.

You didn't expect anything less than the blood god to be a light sleeper. He always needed to be on his feet, ready for any attack.

      "I didn't mean to wake you," your voice was barely above a whisper and he made a tired noise of confirmation.

      "It's okay," He yawned and it echoed across the walls of the house like a lion's roar. "It's rare when you can't sleep, what's on your mind?" Technoblade shifted a little so he could get a good look at you in his arms, he could never get over how small you were in comparison to him. You flipped on your back much to his displeasure and dragged your hands down your face; a sigh came from your nose before you answered,

      "Thinking about tomorrow is all. Just nervous, typical stuff I think, I don't trust Dream fully. He gives me bad vibes." You said honestly, your (e/c) eyes staring up at the ceiling even from the angle Techno was looking at you he could tell they were sad. God, he wasn't good at comforting people things like this made him feel like such a shitty person.

      "I don't trust him either. But, we have mutual goals and a mutual understanding both of which are hard to come by." He explained briefly looking thoughtful, "the bottom line is this needs to happen. I don't want you to worry because Phil and I will have your back no matter what, we look out for each other." You flopped on top of him and he let out a grunt of displeasure,

      "I'm worried about you dummy."

      "Technoblade never dies baby what are you on about?" He let out a laugh as you rested your elbows on his chest, his hands found themselves on your back holding you close. He watched you roll your eyes dramatically and pinch at his ears, he clicked his tongue at you. "Keep pinching my ears like that and we're gonna have to fight it out," his lips twitched into a fond smile as you sat upon his hips holding up your fists.

      "Then let's fight cause I'm not gonna stop. They're just too pinchable big guy. Your little piglin features are precious and I'm gonna dote over them." His face burned red and he groaned loudly, his head landing against the pillows with a thump.

      "It's just the ears, teeth, and the height. You're being gross."

      "Fuck you I'm being romantic."

      "Which is gross and cringe if you didn't know."

      "Fine then I guess you won't be getting any kisses from me for a long while."

      "Now hold on a minute let's talk about this like adults," You laughed loudly and smirked at Techno's attempts to keep cool about the situation. You leaned down and peppered his face with light kisses, he hummed pleasantly at the sensation.