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"Come on man! This is embarrassing!"
Tommy whined as his older friend pleaded.
"Just for a bit, sunshine... Please?"
Deo fiddled with his fingers, tiny tusks slightly protruding out of his mouth that was twisted into a frown.
It was nearing the end of April; meaning Deo's eighteenth birthday would be soon. And with that, came some... problems.
The two were standing by Deo's house, as the older had caught Tommy leaving after taking some things from his farm chest. The brunette's piglin tendencies were coming back before his birthday, and Tommy did not like where this was going.
Despite not being a full piglin like, let's say, Technoblade, Deo still got the occasional gold cravings.
"Do you not have your bracelet?" Tommy asks, nodding at Deo's wrist. The brunette's hand was quick to touch it, and fiddle around with it.
"It's not enough.." Deo almost whimpers. His fingers brush against the four gems on the golden bracelet as his ears lower. The bracelet kind of made it worse.
It signified the faction, his family. The gold craving was poisoned by the need to protect them all as well.
And right now, Tommy was the only one around who could satisfy Deo's unstoppable need.
"What do you mean not enough??" The teen complained. "Do you want mine too? Or do you want a gold block to sit on like a chicken or something?" He kind of teased the upset piglin, making him whimper.
Here's the thing... When normal pyglin hybrids are craving gold, they usually become aggressive and angry over time.
Deo just gets sad and upset, and it's always a very sad sight. The craving combines with the need to keep his boys safe, which makes him paranoid, and overprotective.
The last time Tommy found the brunette while he longed for gold, he was huddled up in his bed, clutching the bracelet with tears bubbling up in his eyes.
So the blonde knew he had to help Deo through this, as embarrassed as he'd feel.
One glance at the older and the young leader knew there was no way out of this one.
The teen is desperately clawing onto the gems with usually careful, and delicate fingers. A small whine escapes him every now and then.
"Deo! Okay okay! Relax!" Tommy approached him.
"Just... Here ya go, needy fuck." After saying that, he touched Deo's arm, before quickly slipping his hand into the boy's view so he can stop clawing and the pathetic excuse of a golden bracelet, and potentially hurting his fingers.
Deo's eyes light up underneath his sunglasses as he glances at Tommy. His instincts take action quicker than his morals, and he's clutching onto Tommy's hand without even being able to ask him if he's sure.
But everything came out in his favour in the end.
A content sigh escapes him as their fingers intertwine. Deo is soothed by the feeling of his sunshine's hand in his.
"Thanks, Toms.."
"Don't mention it, dickhead. Get back to whatever you were doing and don't mind me."
Playfulness was obvious in Tommy's voice, and Deo giggled gleefully, happily squeezing Tommy's hand.
"Sure, sunshine."
Deo practically ended up dragging Tommy all over his business. Taking him to the villagers to sort out trades, taking him outside to chop down some trees...
Tommy followed the needy piglin hybrid everywhere, knowing full well he'd be sent into a full breakdown if Tommy disappeared.
The blonde had grown exhausted at some point, so Deo carried him to his house with ease. It was getting dark anyway.
The doors to the house- or, more so a glorified bedroom opened, and the brunette teen walks in with a blonde boy half asleep in his arms.
Tommy shuffles, and Deo coos as the younger murmurs.
"How d'you do this evr'y day, fuckin hell."
He receives a playful response and a laugh. "You're just used to me doing everything for you."
Tommy groans, but stays quiet. The brunette walks to Tommy's ridiculous triple bed and pauses. He doesn't want to let go. His instincts are going crazy over the thought of having to let go of the younger for even a second.
Letting out a tiny, gloomy whine, Deo unknowingly clutches the blonde even closer to him, trying not to alarm him while doing so.
His mind settles on something, and Deo moves to sit down on the bed, before scooting back to the bed frame. If he doesn't want to let go of his leader, he'll just stay here with him until the cravings calm down.
And to make it more comfortable for both of them, he moves Tommy in such a way that he's now resting against the brunette's chest.
Familiar strong arms hold onto him again, and Tommy can't help but melt into the warm embrace.
He's literally being his best friend's comfort plushie, but he doesn't really mind.
"You're unbelievable." He chuckles.
The sounds make Deo's ears lower in shame. "I thought you didn't mind..?" He hums, although he makes no effort to let go of the younger.
"I don't! I really don't. It's just kinda funny innit?"
Hearing that, the older teen sort of realizes what Tommy means. He's the bay's best warrior, people know him as a killer in wars with no mercy. And right now, he felt like he could cry at the idea of Tommy leaving his side.
"It kinda is, you're right."
They stay in comfortable silence for a little while. Until Tommy breaks it with a yawn. The gentle noise attracted the piglin's attention, and he smiles.
"Aww," Deo giggles. "You wanna head in?"
"Probably.." Comes from the blonde. "You feelin' okay?" He asks.
And the brunette thinks again. Something painfully squeezed in his chest once again at the thought of letting go of him.
Deo doesn't answer. He only shuffles around in the bed, moving to lay Tommy down on the pillow, but he was quick to dive after him and hold onto him again.
"What the- Deo!" Tommy squeaks, cheeks growing warm. He's facing Deo's chest, which is softly raising up and down with steady breaths. The smaller blonde looks up at his piglin friend. The embarrassment is hitting him in heat waves.
Deo makes no move to let go. He sighs contentedly, nuzzling his face into Tommy's blonde hair.
"Gold.." He purrs, careful hands sliding across Tommy's back. They twitch occasionally, his mind growing foggy with one objective. Protect.
His chin stays in Tommy's hair, basking in the comforting feeling of pure gold in his arms. His gold. His Tommy.
"Oh, you're still in your dumb little mind set." Tommy chuckled, rolling his eyes playfully.
"Got it, big man." Come to think of it, he liked it. He always felt safe around the brunette, and now the feeling of safety was multiplied.
He was sure Deo would be willing to kill anyone who dared to step foot in Business bay for him like this.
Maybe...
Okay, maybe he shouldn't think like that. He already got in trouble for the brunette's aggression in the past.
The blonde was growing bored. He was tired just minutes ago, but it sort of faded away.
And he couldn't talk with Deo, since he had kind of become unresponsive, overwhelmed with the feeling of holding his sun close, and safe. His chest was rising slowly, and that alone made Tommy a little sleepy again.
The brunette's body radiated so much heat too.
Tommy seriously loved his boys. They were his family, something he lacked for so long. He'd truly do anything for them. Especially for this stupid piglin hybrid he's being held by.
Such sappy thoughts. Tommy feels so wholesome he feels like his teeth are gonna rot.
He squirms in the older's arms, getting his attention. Deo glances at Tommy, feeling amused when he sees the younger pouting.
"I hate this." He says, and Deo giggles, closing his eyes.
"No you don't."
Deo knew him too well. He really didn't hate this.