It's Another Hermitcraft Oneshot Book

Our story- (Fluff)

AN- Enjoy this shorter oneshot based off of a prompt generator. Also- I really liked the idea of this being in Grian's perspective but the other can be most anyone... Cue the comments of your favourite Grian ship. I originally wrote this as a Grian x Doc but shove in Iskall, Mumbo, or even Xisuma if you prefer. It would work really well with any Redstoner.

Grian POV-

It all started in kindergarten when I stole his fruit snack. We all know how kindergarteners are. He cried. I cried. We became friends. Best friends.

The first time we showed affection to each other was in grade 3. Sam has been picking on me again. I didn't know what to do so, crying, I laid my head down on his lap. He was busy drawing some weird robot while sitting in the grass. He never asked why I was crying and I didn't want to say so I just watched as he explained how he was going to build things like the robot in the future.

This became our thing. If I was sad, I'd lie down in his lap. People judged us. Other teased us. He never cared and I felt safe. Come high school, he helped me through the whole ordeal with Sam and Taurtis. At this point he was much taller than me and I could almost perfectly fit in his lap when I curled up.

We moved in together when we moved out to college. I was in architecture. He was in engineering. During this time, I had fallen in love him. It was during a particularly difficult day. I had been declined a job and failed a final. I came home from school that day in tears. When he saw, he just patted his leg and smiled at me. I, like usual, curled up in his lap as he pushed his computer and homework to the side. We stayed like that, him gently running his fingers through my hair letting me relax. Just before I fell asleep I knew this was the man I wanted in my life forever.

Now, we work together. It took lots of hard work and stress, but we had started our own company. I still hadn't told him how I felt. I feared it would be too late because it could destroy our personal relationship and therefore our professional one as well.

After a long day of lack of inspiration for a commissioned build, I had given up. Blueprints scattered my room. I knew he would be coming home soon from working on the finishing touches of one of our recent projects. I was ready for some company and I distraction from the details of this build.

I hear the door open and a couple footsteps into our shared kitchen. "Hey! I picked up some take out for dinner. Thought we could celebrate finishing this project."

I trudge out of my room and stare at his dashing suit. Like usual, my heart fluttered but I had to remind myself that we were only friends. Best friends who everyone thought were dating.

His eyes went from relief from being home to one of worry and he drops the food on the table and walks over to me. He takes one look at my clear disheveled form then glanced into my room. "Having trouble with the mansion project?"

As I nod solemnly, he picks me up and takes me to our usual spot. I curl up into his lap and all the stress spills out of me as I cry. "Hey. It's okay cry. But I know you'll figure out. You always do. It's why I love you." His took a sharp breath as he realized what he just said. I sniffle and question if he meant it. Did he really love me?

"No use hiding it anymore. I don't think I could anyways." He sighs, running through his hands through my hair, "I hope it doesn't ruin our professional relationship..."

I sit up to look straight into his eyes, "why would it ruin our professional relationship? It might change our personal friendship, but that's because I feel the same way." After he smiles, I lie back into his lap, no longer crying, just wanting to be close to him. This was going to be the start of one amazing story.

"Since that's out of the way I have a question, why do you always like to lie in my lap. Not that I mind." He had added that last bit quickly.

"I feel safe here."

He pulled me up so I'm completely on his lap, hugging me gently, "I love you Grian."

"I love you too."

"..."

"Can we go eat now? The foods going to get cold."