𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 ✧ 𝒊

                                    

                                          
𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒅 𝒄𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒕: 𝟑,𝟓𝟑𝟎
                          
grian / mumbo 
Grian was awoken by the sounds of his doorbell. He was hiding under the covers of his blankets, not wanting to get up because of how lazy he was. Eventually the doorbell sound just made him lose it, chucking the blanket on the floor out of annoyance. It took Grian a while to get to his base entrance before he could see who was waiting for him.
                          
Shuffling to the entrance, Grian took a peek at who was there. 
                          
"I can wait here all day if you fancy that." Mumbo's voice echoed from the entrance door. Grian immediately opened it, seeing Mumbo in the same suit. Usual Mumbo, but the only thing that was different is that he was holding a bouquet of flowers and the friendship spoon.
                          
"Mumbo, your kidding! That friendship spoon again!" Grian whined, giving Mumbo a long deserved hug. He was like a kitten, waiting for attention. "Huh, why did you came in so late?"
                          
"Gri! Be grateful that I stopped working on my other projects to be with you tonight." Mumbo sighed, drying off his suit from the drenched rain. 
                          
Regardless if Mumbo was late or not, Grian was grateful that his boyfriend was feeling a lot better. Grian was constantly spamming Mumbo for updates, he was anxious when Mumbo wasn't feeling good in some way. Now that he was here, slightly feeling better apart from the stuffy nose and tired voice, Grian could finally get some time with him.
                          
Grian lead Mumbo to his completely messy bedroom, tissues were on the floor and Grian's two cats were sleeping on the unwashed pillows. Mumbo expected this, Grian was being whiny about not having Mumbo to be here to help him clean up the mess. 
                          
"My word, what happened here?!" Mumbo blurred out, the slight tone of shocked British accent. He was quick to notice as well that Grian had takeout food left on the floor which probably would've expired by now.
                          
"Uh," Grian began to blush, grabbing the flowers and placing them by the coffee table. "I just really, really, really-"
                          
"Miss you?"
                          
The red sweater boy froze. "Yes, Mumbo. It's the anniversary of when I joined this server, that's why there are tissues everywhere." Grian didn't make any eye contact of Mumbo, looking down at the takeaway box.
                          
Mumbo began to wonder too, it has been a year since Xisuma had found Grian lying down near the portal. Grian was a vulnerable one, his wings disappeared and no hermit knew what it all meant. Mumbo and Xisuma only knew what was it, why Grian started to mumble about two people in his past life, Sam and Taurtis. 
                          
The first few weeks were hard, Grian barely knew anyone from the server. He only made friends with Mumbo because Mumbo simply wanted Grian to feel welcomed. Now he's almost made connections with most of the hermits, Xisuma was shocked by how he was able to adapt to this change. Hermitcraft was meant for those who knew what they were doing, knew how to survive and adapt.
                          
It's so strange now, for Mumbo. From a person he had never met in his entire life to becoming his actual boyfriend, it was different. Sure, Mumbo did have a relationship in the past but something about Grian changed the way he viewed love. 
                          
"I apologise Mumbo, I do feel like I don't belong with the hermits. Felt like, you went away with another person and you left me here in this world..." Grian's voice broke, saying that entirely was painful. 
                          
Mumbo shook his head, kneeling down to hug his boyfriend. This was the first time in a long time the two had this sort of hug. A comforting one to be exact, and Grian's tears began to wetten Mumbo's suit. The mustached man carried Grian up to his bed, warming him with the blanket. Even though Grian was embarrassed to ask Mumbo for a kiss, Mumbo does it anyway.