A Gentle Soul (Technoblade x reader)

XXV

They're Coming
In which the peace and quiet is broken

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The snow fell gently around them, creating a serene winter landscape as Techno and (Y/n) worked on clearing the roof. With each toss of the shovel, (Y/n) seemed to revel in the snowfall, her laughter echoing against the quiet backdrop.

Techno couldn't help but admire her resilience and the way she embraced the simple joys, even in the midst of their turbulent journey. However, a subtle worry lingered in the back of his mind – the fear of her slipping on the icy roof and tumbling into the snow below.

"Hey, be careful up there," Techno called out, concern evident in his voice as he glanced up at her precarious position. "I don't want you sliding off and turning this into a rescue mission."

(Y/n) shot him a playful smirk, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Oh, come on, Techno. Where's your sense of adventure? Besides, I've got this under control."

Despite her confident words, Techno couldn't shake off the protective instinct that surged within him. He continued to watch her every move, ready to leap into action if she showed the slightest sign of losing balance.

As they worked side by side, the rhythm of their shoveling became a silent understanding. The occasional banter and laughter intertwined with the scrape of shovels against snow, creating a unique harmony in the frosty air. It was in these mundane yet precious moments that the bond between them grew stronger.

After a while, (Y/n) hopped down from the roof, landing gracefully in the snow. She looked at Techno with a triumphant grin, her cheeks flushed from the cold. "See? No rescues needed."

Techno chuckled, relieved that the potentially perilous task had ended without incident. "Just making sure you don't turn our winter wonderland into a disaster zone."

They stood together, taking in the winter scene around them. The quiet beauty of the snow-covered landscape was only interrupted by the distant howl of the wind. As they resumed their shared mission, Techno couldn't help but appreciate these moments of normalcy in a world that seemed determined to throw challenges their way.

Feeling Techno's protective gaze on her, (Y/n) couldn't resist the urge to add a playful twist to their snow-clearing expedition. As she descended from the roof, she scooped up a mound of fluffy snow and, with a mischievous glint in her eyes, approached Techno.

"Hey, Techno, lighten up a bit," she teased, her voice carrying a playfulness that matched her grin. Without warning, she tilted the pile of snow over Techno's head, covering him in a soft cascade of white.

Surprised, Techno sputtered as the cold snow settled on his shoulders and head. He blinked, looking slightly bewildered, before breaking into a laugh. The worry that had etched lines on his face moments ago melted away in the face of (Y/n)'s impromptu snow ambush.

The cold air filled with laughter as Techno retaliated in the ongoing snow battle. He gathered a handful of snow and playfully launched it towards (Y/n), who deftly dodged the icy missile.

"You asked for it!" Techno chuckled, his competitive spirit coming to life. The snowy battlefield became a playground, with each of them ducking, dodging, and retaliating with fluffy ammunition. The pristine white landscape turned into a mosaic of footprints and scattered snow, echoing the friendly rivalry between them.

They circled each other, eyes locked in a mock-seriousness that quickly dissolved into laughter. (Y/n) formed a snowball with practiced ease, a mischievous glint in her eyes. Techno, ever the strategist, plotted his next move.