-----------------Oslac's POV
I snap awake, tears already filling my eyes. I need to make sure my love is okay. I look down. He breathes softly while lying on my lap. He sleeps so pretty. The memory of him in my dream flashes into my head. He looked so scared. Horrified. My hand was covered in his blood. It was hard to breathe in my dream. Watching him sleep helps me calm down. I hug him tightly, hoping he will never leave me. His eyes suddenly flutter open. He rubs his eyes.
"Oslac?" He asks for me.
"Y-yes?" I sniffle.
"You're awake?" He reaches his hand up, petting my head lovingly. He suddenly reaches down and caresses my cheek, wiping off my tears. "Hm."
"How did you sleep?" I ask him.
"I slept great. And you?" He asks with a bit of suspicion.
"I slept... okay."
No. I shouldn't lie to my love. I can lie to everyone else, but not Y/n.
"N-no...I actually didn't sleep good..." I rest my chin on top of his messy hair. "I had a disgusting dream. I...murdered you with my own hands." My voice shakes.
"A nightmare...? Hm." He continues to pet my head. "Awww. Seeing such a strong brute like you cry breaks my heart." He reassured me, turning his head around to look up at me as I sniffle.
He suddenly brushes my arms off of his body and stands up, turning around. He sits back down onto my lap, our bodies now facing each other.
"Thank you for telling me. I'm here for you." He snickers. "I'll take care of you. That's what you want me to do, right? You want me to baby
you?~" His teases distract me and my mind from the nightmare as he continues to pet me.
My arms twitch, wanting to squeeze the life out of him. He is so cute. I slowly wrap my arms around him.
"Mmm...ha... yeah. Please, baby me..." I oink out in an eager tone.
He lays his head on my chest, looking up at me as I look down at him. As he looks away, breaking eye contact with a nervous expression, I can help but smile.
"Fuck. I love you so much." I pull his chin up with one hand, giving his a tender kiss on his soft lips.
"Haha. I love you too."
It goes quiet. Only the breathing of the other 3 can be heard in the small house.
"We don't have to wake up yet. Let's just relax like this. Just until the sun comes up."
I hum in response. Y/n wraps his arms around me.
"Y/n. I have so many questions. There are many things I don't know yet..." I smile, looking outside. "I hope you will help me."
"Is that not what I have been doing?" He chuckles, burying his face into my chest. "There's so many things I wanna show you. But we have so little time. But soon." He says with a soft tone, every word coming out in a smooth whisper.
"Thank you."
"Hah! It's me who should be thanking you!"
I grunt in confusion as he looks up at me.
"I feel that because of you, I'm a better person. You've been through so much, a lot of it because of me." He squeezes me tighter, his lips wavering as he gasps shakily. "Ugh. When all of this is over, I promise, I'm going to worship you." A tear sneaks out and runs down his cheek.
I steadily lift my hand up, wiping his tear away. His words make me feel so strong and inspired. I grin, quieting a snort.
"Worship?" I oink in my own language. "Hehe. You dirty human. Are you offering your life to me?" I tease to make him smile.
"Haha! You sweet little pig!" He cries.
I think he saw through me. I should make it less obvious next time.
"You're acting differently than two years ago. You're more mature. More...rough." I snort.
"Am I?" He smiles. "Glad you noticed....can I see something real quick?"
I nod. Y/n sits up and suddenly grabs the collar of my shirt and pulls it, looking into my shirt. I can only watch awkwardly as he reaches his hand in. His fingers glide over the spot I was stabbed. He stares at the lighter flesh that replaces the old one. I grab his wrist gently, pulling his hand out.
"Hehe. That's enough. Now let me see yours..."
He chuckles and nods, pulling up his shirt, revealing his stab wound. That day was horrifying. I remember how he looked. Even when he gave up and knew he would die, he smiled at me with warm blood coming out of his chest. I slowly place my hands on his torso, feeling his skin under my hands.
"That person that stabbed me is the same person who stabbed you, I'm guessing."
My mind goes to that man in the cloak. It was definitely him. I remember his scent from the day. I will get revenge. Not for me, but for Y/n. Suddenly, the human in my lap sits up, petting my ears.
"Why did they put gold rings on your ears?"
I bow my head before replying. "I don't know. But it hurt. They heated up the gold..."
I can feel the attitude in Y/n shift slightly.
"My scars remind me of the battles I have won in. They remind me of what I've been through, so I like scars." I snort. "Aaaand, you say they make me look good, right?"
"Yea. Your scars makes you look scary. The gold rings make you look badass." Y/n's tone shifts to a less serious one. "Hm. What happened to that axe I made you?"
"Oh yeah. They stole everything from me. Except for you." I caress the side of his face. "If they take you away from me, I don't know what I'd do..."
Y/n eyes sparkle with tears before he takes a deep breath and laughs.
"I want to be strong, just like you." He says, petting himself with my hand.
We stop talking, relaxing in each others company. He hums quietly. It's quiet and haunting but so peaceful and comforting. I feel my eyes slowly closing.
"Sleep. I'll be waiting for you to wake up, okay?"
"I love you."
"I know you do. And I love you too. Sleep now, okay?" He sits up, cupping my face and kissing me right on my snout.
My snout twitches in surprise. He looks into my eyes with so much love.
"Thank you for loving me." I say in a quiet tone.
"You deserve way more than my love, but for now, that's all you can afford." He smiles.
I snort quietly as I close my eyes. "I remember that day when you pulled that arrow out of my leg." I pause before continuing. "You were so kind. I never said thank you properly."
Y/n chuckles. "You did say thank you! You tackled me to the ground and licked me all over!"
"You were so kind to me. You make me see things but...brighter."
I open my eyes, looking into his eyes. A warm, static-like feeling travels down my body as our eyes keep hold. His eyes widen, looking into my eyes with curiosity and love. I smirk. A strong tension fills the room. His eyes are pretty. His eyes are begging for me. Suddenly, he snaps back, turning away in embarrassment.
"A-ah. Sorry. Haha...! D-don't know what that was..." He says timidly, moving his hair behind his ear.
"Don't worry. Once this is all over, I'm going to show you every single bit of my love. And this time, I'll make sure you stay awake." I oink. This isn't teasing because I mean it. He needs to know how much I appreciate and love him.
His looks off to the side, his face heating up slightly. He chuckles nervously as the silence becomes unbearable.
"How vulgar! You...! You vulgar pig!" He playfully punches my chest. "So you're saying you didn't show me all of your love the first time we did it?" He hums with a bright smile.
"Not even close. I had to be gentle. It was your first time as well."
I snort. He's so precious, even more than the shiniest and rarest stone the world has to offer. I can't wait to spend my life with such a bright human. He has a smile on his face, bigger than the one he had before. He seems to be in an even better mood. He hums quietly again, and I feel even more tired. I close my eyes, his humming helping me fall asleep...
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《 Head over Tusks! 》- Male Piglin Brute X Male Reader
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