ᴛᴇᴄʜɴᴏ ʜᴀᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪꜱ ᴛʀɪᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʜɪᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇᴡꜱ.
I had decided to write him a long message in a card to express everything I wanted too, knowing that if I actually opened my mouth to talk I would give up and never tell him properly.
As soon as he stepped back into his cabin, he breathed a breath of some sort of relief and new found comfort. He looked so beautiful in the orange light which radiated from the torches and the fire I had lit for his return. He took of his red cloak which were covering his shoulders and arms, and then he let down his hair. I too had taken off my armour.
"I might need you to cut my hair soon, love." He said softly as he finally made eye contact with me.
None of it felt real. Love was something not many people could describe, it overwhelms common sense. Yet, that is exactly how it felt. Overwhelming to love him. We never even planned to fall in love, yet when we met, we couldn't control what we were feeling. We created something rare and beautiful. Love wasn't something I felt so easily and strong, that why every moment we spent together was seared into my memory. Into my mind. So, I wouldn't forget a single thing.
He stood looking at me, his eyes bright against the shadow of the room. His lips -clean from blood- were turned into a godly smile. All I could do was smile back.
"Welcome Home."
His smile grew on his face and he quickly brought me into a tight hug. I screwed my eyes closed, scared to start crying. I felt his soft touch trace up and down my back gently, and my fingers played with his long hair. I would indeed have to cut it a little bit.
He pulled away and I looked into his pink eyes. The ones I hadn't looked into for 3 months. Our breaths were close and touching each-others cold skin before our warm lips touched softly. Love as dangerous, so dangerous. Desire, that was dangerous as well. My back was pushed against the wall, and the intensity of the kiss was surreal. My breath was taken completely and I had to pull away. This wasn't like the first time we kissed- yet that first kiss was passionate- this kiss was, indescribable.
My eyes stayed closed, and my breath stayed ragged. Our chests touching every time we had to breath in. I felt his thumb trace over my bottom lip like our first kiss and this time, I smiled. It was truly amazing to have him home. I never wanted him away for 3 months ever again, no matter how amazing it was when he returned home to me.
"I missed kissing you."
Then, the reality set in. The thoughts I had had for the past few weeks came back. Why we had this amazing reunion settled down into my bones, and a frown settled onto my face. Had he not noticed still despite being so close? Was he ignoring it? The bump, the baby? Was he scared about confronting me? Or was he genuinely so clueless?
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked softly, our forehead pressed together. He frowned and moved his head back to look directly into my eyes.
"I was afraid you'd act out and hurt yourself again like you did when you found Tommy in there. I know you have no reason to freak out, but I was afraid you'd worry to much." He whispered softly, looking deep into my soul to find the hidden anger I should feel, but it wasn't there.
"I appreciate so much that your looking out for me, but i freaked out more when you disappeared for 3 months Techno." I said back, a teasing smile.
"I know, but in my defense it was meant to be 3 days at most." Techno chuckled and I followed along, the fire crackling in the silence after.
"Why did you write a will?" I asked, and he stepped back to make the fire bigger. I watched him carefully.
"You read it?" He asked softly, as he turned back to me and I nodded before bring the book out from the little cupboard we had. I was meant to give this back to Phil, which I'll do tomorrow. I opened the book and read out the part about me.
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él - Technoblade.
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