Beautifully Dangerous (Technoblade x OC [Azalea])

Chapter 8:

Techno's P.O.V

I woke up to the sun shining in my eyes. It was really warm in my bed. I looked down and saw Azalea in my arms, sleeping soundly. I smiled at the cute sight. Her ears would twitch now and then in the cutest way. She was adorable, in her own deadly way.

I was just about to fall back asleep when her door was busted open. She jumped awake and turned around to look at who was in the doorway.

"Azalea, have you seen Techno, we can't find him... oh!" Tommy said. He stared between the two of us. Then he ran, screaming bloody murder.

"THOMAS, GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!!" Azalea screeched, jumping out of bed and chasing him. I laughed quietly and slowly got out of bed. I walked towards my room, stretching and yawing as I listened to Tommy get his ass chewed by Zia.

I got changed into a black t-shirt and some washed out jeans. Not what people usually see me in, but this was my home attire. I walked into my bathroom and laughed. My hair was a mess. I slowly took it out of its braid, and brush it thoroughly, before putting it in a loose ponytail and finally making my way downstairs.

I got to the stairs and almost fell down laughing. Tommy was cowering in a corner while Zia seethed on the couch, sending deadly glares at him from across the room. I walked down the stairs and into the kitchen to see Wil and Phil talking. 

"Good morning, son." Phil says. 

"Morning." I mumbled back. Hey, you can't blame me, I was really tired. Wil laughed and Phil just shook his head. "What?" I asked, confused. They were acting like something really secretive and funny just happened.

"Nothing, nothing..." Wil said. Ok, now I know something is up, because Wilbur only gets his airy voice either when he is dead, or when he is hiding something. 

"Ok guys, cmon, you can tell me." I said flatly. They looked at me, then at each other, then bursted out laughing. I scowled. That was not the answer I wanted. 

"What's so funny?" I asked, getting annoyed now. They are acting like children when they are older than me!

"Nothing! Just... how was your sleep last night?" Phil wheezed out. Oh. I could feel my face heating up. 

"How-?! When-?! HEEEEHHH?!" I said. They just continued laughing. They must know. But how could they know? Tommy got beat up by Zia, so how could they have known?!

"Mate, we went to check on you last night to make sure you were alright. We went to your bedroom, but you weren't there. We checked your office. You weren't there either." Wil explained.

"Finally, we decided to check everyone's rooms and we found you with Azalea. You both were sleeping, so we just let you be. We sent Tommy up to go wake yall up. Apparently, Azalea isn't a morning person." Phil added. I laughed. That did explain a lot of things. 

I heard feet pattering on the floor and turned around. Zia stood there, still scowling from earlier, but looking much better. Her hair was a mess, all knotted and such. Her ears poked out of her hair. Her eyes looked around groggily. 

"So Phil," She said, sitting down on the barstool next to me. "What's for breakfast?" 

"Eggs, toast, potatoes, and bacon." He said. My face paled and so did Zia's.

"You know, it's rude to serve a pig bacon!!" She exclaimed. Philza looked at her, confused, before he finally got it. And trust me when I say this: he had never laughed so hard. By the time he was done wheezing, everyone was in the kitchen and chuckling, all but Zia and myself. 

I heard her mumble something under her breath before going to pick up a plate. I snuck up behind her and decided to do something.

"G 'morning, princess." I said, smirking. I was trying so hard to hide my blush, and succeeded in making her blush.