𝕄ℂ𝕐𝕋 𝕩 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕆𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

𝕋𝕖𝕔𝕙𝕟𝕠𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 ~ 𝔸𝕥𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟

Request: Yup, from Neyanai

MCYT: Technoblade

Minecraft or Irl: Irl

Type: Fluff, because I've only written Angst lately

Pronouns: She/Her

Notes: Y/N= Your name, Y/u/N= Your username

Premise: Techno's streaming so you decide to annoy him (also I'm gonna just refer to him as Techno rather than Dave cause he's mentioned he's uncomfortable with that, I think I heard that anyway.)

Trigger Warnings: Swearing and kinda short I guess

Y/N's POV

Bored. Bored, bored, bored, bored, bored. Nothing to do. Absolutely nothing. Usually while Techno was streaming I'd either be streaming with him, grinding Mario Kart or watching Lunch Club videos. But I'd watched every single Lunch Club video seven times to the point where I could basically recite it, and I'd gotten sick of Mario Kart.

I was starving too. I desperately wanted to order Domino's, but I could never remember Techno's order (I'm such a great girlfriend) so I wanted to ask him first. But of course, he was live in front of 75K people. He was too busy for me right now. Not that I found that a problem. We were both streamers, so we recognised that interruptions were unwelcome. It was a two way thing.

But on the other hand I'd been salivating over the picture of pepperoni pizza on the Domino's voucher we'd gotten through the door for too long. Besides, I was in a silly mood.

So I did the stupidest thing ever. I went to annoy Techno. While he was streaming. In front of 75K people.

I snuck into his room quietly, so as not to alert him. He had his headphones on anyway, so I doubt he would have heard. I stood on the tips of my toes to see his screen. From this, I gathered he was streaming on the SMP and was talking to Wilbur and Tommy. Excellent. I crept over to Techno's chair, subtly leaning to where I had a hidden, but still good proximity to his mic, and yelled.

"HELLO LANKY BITCH, HELLO LANKY CHILD!" I screamed to the males on the other side.

"OH MY GOD Y/N WHAT THE SHIT?!" Techno yelled in shocked, jerking back in his chair so hard he pulled his headphones out, letting me hear Tommy and Wilbur's reactions.

"You need to chill out..." Wilbur said after a few seconds, a hint of surprise in his voice.

"Jesus woman, calm the fuck down! And that's coming from me!" I heard Tommy half laugh. Techno regarded me with mild disappointment and plugged his headphones back in. You see, this part was normal. Though I tended not to interrupt my boyfriend if he was streaming, occasionally I'd pop in to say hi to whoever he was talking to. So Techno turned back to his game, expecting me to leave as per usual.

Disclaimer: I didn't.

"Watcha doing?" I asked in a sing song voice, wrapping my arms around his neck from behind the chair and poking his cheek.

"What does it look like?" I could hear the eye roll in his monotonous voice.

"I can't see because your head is in the way, that's why I asked dipshit." I retorted.

"Farming potatoes. As usual. What do you want?" Before I could respond, I heard Tommy faintly through the headset.

"Can you get her to leave? Pogtopia is no place for a woman." The teen shrieked.

"I'm pretty sure children aren't allowed either." I commented. I pulled over a spare chair, using that as an extension so I could lie on it and rest my head in Techno's lap. I grinned up at him goofily. I could tell it was taking him a lot not to smile from the strained tightness of his lips. I heard Techno laugh slightly as he read out a dono.

"Smh Y/u/n I can't believe you'd interrupt his potato farming, this is like praying to him." I laughed slightly, leaning up and grabbing his mic to respond.

"He literally spent four months potato farming to beat a child, I'm asking for an hour to eat dinner." I replied, still chuckling. Techno snatched his headphones back, holding them up high with a smirk. I fake pouted, reaching up fruitlessly to try and grab them. Alas, I was not tall enough. And I was too lazy to get up from where I was laid.

"That's not fair, you're tall..." I stuck my bottom lip out, pretending to be sad.

"Sucks to be you, I guess." He chuckled dryly.

"Yeah, it does because someone is more interested in a block game than his own girlfriend!" I said sarcastically.

"Seriously, Y/N, what do you want, I'm tryna be part of a revolution."

"I'm bored and hungry." I complained to Techno.

"Look, I'll try and finish up soon, then we can get pizza, okay?" He said, eyes still fixed on his computer.

"You said that an hour ago... Also I want hugs." I laughed slightly. He didn't have a response for that one, face turning red as he began to frown as his chat began to spam "Simp".

"Chat I am not a simp, if hugging your girlfriend is your standard of simping then you're worse at socialising than I am." He droned to his chat. Noticing I was getting nowhere, I sighed dramatically before I got up and flopped onto his bed. I regretted it immediately, as though I was too proud to say, he was a better pillow.

"You don't even know how fucking hungry I am." I groaned, still craving pizza.

"You've said."

"Please, I'm actually gonna starve." I said, dragging out the last word.

"Okay, fine. Chat, I'm gonna leave it there, Y/N is being needy. See ya Wilbur, Tommy." I watched as he logged off, a little hurt. Once I was sure everything was turned off, I frowned in his direction.

"Sorry..." I apologised quickly. Techno looked confused.

"For what?"

"You said I was being needy..." I trailed off.

"Oh god, I was joking with chat! You weren't being needy, I realise I was streaming a while." His face paled. He sat down on my other side, wrapping an arm around me. I rested my head on his shoulder, relishing in the closeness, I felt loved.

"Thank you..." I whispered into the fabric of his jumper.

"Now how about that pizza?" He chuckled.

"Hell yeah!"