Small Adventures of Team Crafted

Closer

pairing: Merome

Warnings: none

Rating: idgaf

Written in: 3rd person POV

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"Hey Mitch, hurry up you slow ass!" Jerome yelled at Mitch. He's in the lead of a small adventure map, and Mitch was far behind.

"I'm sorry man, I'm just tired okay?" Mitch yelled back, huffing and puffing, clearly out of breath.

Jerome ran back to Mitch and put a hand on his shoulder. "Alright, maybe we could take a quick break..." he said, slightly annoyed. "Hungry?"

Mitch nodded, a small smile on his face. "You know I am." He said and took off to find a good tree. Jerome followed closely behind, and soon they found a good one. Mitch sat down with a thud, Jerome next to him, then slipped off his backpack and took out two loaves of bread. He offered one to Jerome, and he gladly took it.

Mitch bit into his bread and gazed into the bright blue sky, protected by the speckled shade of the tree. "This actually doesn't look like a creepy or dangerous adventure map..." he said. "looks pretty normal, like playing vanilla."

"Yeah, I guess. So far we've been safe. Mobs rarely spawn, and we're still on our first day." Jerome said and checked the clock he packed. "But it's almost night time, a few hundred more ticks."

Mitch finished his loaf quickly and stood up, putting a hand on the tree trunk to balance himself and looked down at Jerome. "We'd better build shelter then, let's get going." He said, taking Betty with him. "Betty!" Jerome yelled after Mitch, but he's already too far to hear him.

Jerome sighed and took a regular ax with him instead. He stood to scout the area for a good tree, no, he's not going to cut down the tree they were sitting under, that tree is too precious to them. At least, that was what he thought. He walked around and found a good birch tree. He rested his ax on his shoulder and started swinging at the tree, the wood splintering after each strike.

Soon the tree fell, then he cut up the fallen tree into small logs. He picked them all up and went back to their tree. When he came close, he saw Mitch already working on construction. Mitch looked up and saw Jerome approaching. He smiled and wiped the sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand and came to Jerome. "Hey buddy, I've started building the house. So far half of it is done. What do you think?" He asked.

Jerome tilted his head slightly and tapped his chin with his forefinger. "I don't think the wood I have won't match. You have acaica right? I got birch." He said, holding up a log. Mitch just smiled wider. "No, it's okay, it'll just make the house even more interesting to look at!" He said, took the log from Jerome and placed it on top of a piece of acaica. "See?" he said, gesturing to it.

Jerome smiled and let out a quiet chuckle. "Yeah, I guess you're right. Let's get to work." He said and starting piling his birch logs on top of Mitch's acaica logs. A few hundred ticks later, just as the sun is about to set, the two of them have finished building their house and furnishing it. Mitch dusted his hands and flopped on the bed that they had placed. "We're finally done!" He said and shot his arms into the air.

Jerome sat next to Mitch and held his hand. "Yeah, that was pretty tiring..." he said and looked out a window. "Zombies, spiders, and creepers are showing up. You dare to go out and fight them?"

Mitch lowered the arm Jerome wasn't holding and shook his head slightly. "No, I'm too tired to fight. Let's just rest inside, we'll take care of the ones that are still surviving tomorrow morning." He said and rolled over to his side, facing Jerome.

"Yeah, alright, we'll stay here. But we have some free time now, what do you want to do?" Jerome asked. Instead of answering, Mitch just started kissing Jerome's thigh. "M-Mitch! W-what the fuck are you doing?!" Jerome yelped, shocked at the sudden move. "What does it look like I'm doing?" Mitch said between kisses.

Jerome let out soft moans, trying to stop each one to no avail. Mitch slowly moved up from his thigh to his hip, then waist, then chest, slowly moving, leaving a trail of kisses on Jerome's tingling body. He reached his neck and started sucking on it, leaving small hickeys. Jerome moaned, unable to hold them back anymore and his face flushed.

Mitch started to strip Jerome of his clothing to get to the skin under them. At the same time he took of Mitch's clothing, both slowly getting naked. Mitch pushed Jerome down on the bed and started kissing him on the lips. "You asked for what I want to do with our free time, right? Well, this is what I want to do." Mitch murmured, still kissing him gently.

And this friends, is where we leave them be, let them have their privacy. We will come back to them in a later time, when they have finished their night. Until the next time we meet friends, have a nice day, or a good night.