I don't see a lot of stories that are set based around Technoblade soft/fluff moments with y/n, so I'd thought I'd make one myself to keep me motivated on my own story "because the voices said so"
Go read it if you'd like! As of right now it only h...
Technoblade comes home from a Syndicate mission gone south, y/n is there to help him relax and enjoy their domestic life together for the evening.
You hear a heavy pair of boots stomp into your home. This sound brought joy, knowing that your hero had come home. Rushing downstairs, your greet an exhausted looking halfbreed.
"Hey prince(ss)." Technoblade sighed, slumping forward. You look at the piglin man, letting out your own sigh and hugging him tightly.
He returns your hug tenfold, holding your lower back and pulling you close. He buries his face into your neck, leaning downward to reach it.
You melt in his arms, relaxing immediately and inhaling his scent. He smelled of evergreen trees and metal. An odd combination, sure, but lovely all the same.
Parting from your embrace, Technoblade holds onto your hips and looks at your face. His eyes scan every feature, every small marking and curve, before smiling softly.
"Take a picture, it last longer." You laugh at his sweetness. "I would if I could, but I have to plan the Syndicates next meeting." He said tiredly. "What? No you don't." You retort.
"I am the leader, it's kind of my job." Technoblade laughs. "Yes, but it's my job to make sure you don't overwork yourself, mister." You argue.
"Hmmm" he pretends to think about it. "Don't 'hmmm' me you jerk! Go shower and I'll make you dinner." You decide for him, laughing at his antics.
"Cant argue with your cooking." Technoblade laughs. "That's what I thought. Now go shower, your all sweaty!" You back away from his reach, pretending to plug your nose.
"at least I smell better than Steve." He retorts, smirking. "True, true." You say, turning to the kitchen.
Technoblade walks over to you and kisses you on the head before hanging his coat and walking upstairs to shower.
You decided to make him some steak and potatoes, given it was one of his favorite meals. Pulling on an apron, you search for the potatoes and grab a wooden cutting board.
You cut the potatoes, seasoned the steak, and put the meat on a pan to fry. While cooking, you began to hum a silly tune that came to mind.
You began to swag your hips to the sound, flipping the steaks and setting them out onto plates. While you cooked the steaks, you'd put the potatoes in an air fryer.
While plating the potatoes, you hear footsteps come downstairs. "Yooo potatoes!" Technoblade exclaims, smiling at you.
"Mhm, just finished too." You smile, looking toward your lover. He was wearing this-
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(idk how to describe the outfit qwq)
Your eyes drift up to his hair, now in a messy low-hanging bun, which he rarely ever wore.
"You look cozy." you giggle. He hums, walking to the kitchen to embrace you. "You ready to eat?" Ask, hugging him back. "Yes please, I'm starving!" He chuckles.
You untied your apron, folding it and setting it down on the counter. Turning around, you find Techno grabbing glasses of water to pair with the meal. "Thank you." He says while passing you in the kitchen, kissing you on the head once more.
You two sat at the table. He sat at the head, while you sat to the left of him. The table could fit 6 people, so it looked odd whenever it was just you two. That didn't matter though.
The scene feels warmly domestic. Eating a homemade meal with your love, in non work clothing and comfortably safe from the cold outside.
After dinner, Technoblade helps take the plates and utensils to the sink. While he walks back to grab the cups, you start to wash the dishes.
Coming back, Technoblade sets the two cups next to the sink for you. You fell hands wrap around your waist, then a head on your shoulder, and a chest on your back.
"Hello darlin'." Techno greets you. The warmth of his breath rests on your shoulder. "Hello love." You respond, leaning into his touch.
You two sat there for a bit while you finished washing dishes. Again, you started to hum a short tune subconsciously. You found that you were humming the tune of a song called 'Venus' (the video at the top of this chapter)
Upon hearing this, Technoblade smiles into your shoulder. He knew the song all too well, having caught you singing it many times in the past. Now though, he'd learned the lyrics.
"At first I thought you were a constellation~" he sung quietly, lifting his head up. His voice wasn't angelic nor smooth, but it brought warmth into your heart.
"I made a map of your stars and I had a revelation." He continued, turning off the faucet from behind you, and making you set down the dish and sponge.
"You're as beautiful as endless," now he'd let go of your waist and backed up to look at you. You turned around to listen, grabbing a towel next to the sink to dry your hands.
"You're the universe I'm helpless in." He smiled at you.
"an astronomer at my best, when I throw away the measurements." Technoblade grabs your hand and pulls you to the living room.
Dramatically, he attempts to sing with more confidence," like a telescope, I will pull you so close-" he pulls you in by your waist," till no space lies in between." You feel his forehead rest on yours.
"And suddenly I see you." He whispers; deciding not to continue, holding you ever so close to him.
Your arms wrap around his neck, accepting his embrace.
"And suddenly I see you." You sung.
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HEY SO I KNOW THIS ISNT TOO FLUFFY BUT IT MADE ME HAPPY TO WRITE SO IDK LOL REQUEST IDEAS!!
