REVOLUTION. Technoblade x OC

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A/N: get vaccinated! Hotties are vaccinated <3

The door swings open, revealing an anxious Techno on the outside. His black Nike hat fits snugly on his head, nearly stopping Ana from meeting his eyes. Jaw clenched and hands shoved deep into his pockets, he mutters a quick greeting, Ana happily chirping back, "Hey Techno! Come in!"

The comfortably dressed streamer steps to the side and uses her hand to gesture into the house. He steps in, and the height difference is undeniable, Techno being nearly a head taller than Ana.

Going in for the hug, Ana wraps her arms around the man, snuggling her face into his side. Techno tenses up, unsure of what to do, but eventually relaxes into the sweet embrace. He returns the gesture, hesitantly placing his arms around the girl.

Ana giggles, amused with his response. She breaks away from the hug and takes his hand into hers. She uses her other hand to wave her hand towards the rest of the large house. Techno's worn-out sneakers create squeaking noises with every step he takes on the shiny, polished white tiles. While it caused his embarrassment to soar to another level, Ana paid no attention to the noises. She guides him over into a larger, and more open part of the house, it being the kitchen. Pulling out a modest chair near the island for him, Ana pushes him onto the chair and gives him a pat on the back when he is seated.

Ana then turns around to the steel double doors refrigerator, opening it. The two of them welcome the feeling of cold air on their skin. Techno doesn't turn around to see what she's doing as his attention is captured elsewhere. Instead of being trained on Ana, it's trained on the large glass plane and doors he's staring at. Mouth agape and eyebrows scrunched up, his brain goes blank, trying to understand how somebody is able to have their own Olympic qualifying volleyball court in their home.

He's unable to hear the words that come out of Ana's mouth until he is shaken out of his confused trance when she puts down two cups of iced tea in front of him.

"Techno? Oh, yea that's the volleyball court. We can play later if you want? I've been itching to find someone to play with. Or tennis if you're more into that. I think I can lower the net."

Techno turns back to the girl, who now had an arm resting on his shoulder and was sipping her ice tea while staring outside. He responds to her, still a bit dazed, "Oh, uh. Sure?"

She beams, and happily chirps, "Then it's settled! After we finish up the stupid podcast, we can play! Well, let's just skip the podcast. We can play now!"

He slowly speaks, "What do you mean? You can't just cancel?"

Shrugging, "It's fine though, we can reschedule it."

Shaking his head side to side, "No, no. We can't be rude, we have to attend."

"Alright then." She starts walking towards a staircase, then turns around halfway to signal for him to follow. He hastily picks up his refreshing drink and walks over, following her up the levitating-like stairs.

Admiring the minimalistic yet homely decoration and aesthetic, he can't help but gawk. Turning to the hall on the right, they walk all the way down. Walking, Techno notices the absence of any family pictures anywhere in the house, instead filled with the occasional random picture of nature.

Reaching the last door on the right, Ana reaches for the handle, and dramatics announces, "Welcome, to my humble abode!"

Snickering at the 'humble' part, he nods, as watches as she flings the door open. Entering Ana's streaming room, his eyes are met with the sight of a neon pink and electric blue aesthetic littering every inch of the room. Not even the ceilings are spared, being covered with strings of led lights.