You're the beauty to my redstone

Sleepover

Grian's POV

Comfort? What does he mean by comfort? What happened to him? What happened to my handsome little man?

"Mumbo? What's wrong?"

"False, she broke up with me... said she was with Scar now..." said Mumbo, through tears.

Mumbo's POV

I feel Grian put his warm arm over my shoulders. Since my base has an ice pillar, it acts as an air conditioner that I can't turn off, so it is constantly cold in my base.

It felt nice to have an old friend's comfort and I wanted to stay there forever.

"Can I stay with you tonight?" I ask like a child who had a nightmare.

"Of course you can Mumbo, but I only have one bed. Well that's quite all right, I'll just sleep on the floor."

"Nonsense." I said. "I've bothered you enough to let you sleep on the ground"

3rd Person POV

They set up a mattress for Mumbo next to Grian's bed and layed down.

"Goodnight Mumbo Jumbolio." said Grian.

Mumbo smiled. "Goodnight Grian."

About 3 minutes later, Grian heard Mumbo shivering.

"Hey you seem cold. Here, let's switch beds." said Grian

Mumbo climbed into Grian's bed without saying a word, but when Grian rolled over to get out of the bed, Mumbo put his arm around Grian and pulled him back.

Grian smiled and said "Mumbo Jumbolio you little spoon"

Grian's POV

I woke up the next morning to see Mumbo tying his red tie on the edge of my bed.

"Going somewhere?" I said sneakily.

Mumbo jumped. "Oh, I didn't want to wake you. I thought I would head back to my base and find that dang redstone shulker box!"

I laughed. "You can stay a little longer if you want. We could go down to the shopping district and buy some Fro-yo."

Mumbo turns his head away and I see his face go red. Why was he so nervous? Did I make it sound like a date? And even if I did, that shouldn't be a problem. He doesn't have the same feelings for me that I do for him, does he?

"That's ok, we don't have to. I should probably get to filming my next hermitcraft episode anyways" I say, looking away as well.

He puts his elytra on and pulls out his rockets. "Bye Grian. Thanks for being a good mate yesterday."

I watched as he flew off. "Bye Mumbo." I say to myself as I pull out my own rockets and fly off to record.