Villager X Reader

December 25th

On the 25th of December on Christmas day in the cold winter night the village was having parties and were laughing. You attended the party too. Even though you weren't even invited, the villagers greeted you with some nice bread. You loved them, they cared for you, they helped you, but there was one Villager who had your attention the entire time. It was the blacksmith. He had a nice and smooth voice.

Hot Villager: Hmm.

Your mind races wondering if he had seen you or not. He did just look somewhere within your direction. You do not know if it was you or someone or something behind you. While completely zoned out scared that he had looked at you, you suddenly hear a bunch of the villagers scream and once you look out the window you suddenly see villagers running for their lives and a pillager raid oncoming. You immediately pull out your stone sword and shield and start to fight all the oncoming pillagers. You slay over 13 pillagers without damage but then your sword suddenly breaks and get knocked back by a Ravager and almost lose the battle but then suddenly you hear a familiar voice.

Hot Villager: Hmmmm.

He hands you an iron sword and you continue the fight victorious over the pillagers that had raided the village that had taken care of you and gave you food when you were hungry 2 hours ago. The Villagers had thanked you and gave you shelter as a thank you.

You confess your love to the Hot Villager.

Y/N: Hey I wanted to tell you something.

Hot Villager: Hmmm?

Y/N: I-I li-like you...

Hot Villager: Hmmm. Hmmm.

Y/N: Y-y-you like me too?

Hot Villager: Hm Hmmm.

And so you and Hot Villager live out the rest of your days living in that village and protecting the citizens.