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There you two sat, consoles in hand, debating what game to play. And I do mean debating. For the past 15 minutes, you've been back and forth on what game to play, ping-ponging between eachother in a light-hearted argument.
"BAB3, WHY W0ULD Y0U N0T WANT T0 PLAY BR1CKBATTL3. 1 C0ULD 100% CARRY Y0U.", Griefer insisted on a PVP game, and usually you'd go along with it, lacking a strong desire to play any one specific game. Plus, he was cute when he showed off to you, and even cuter when he got all tilted but still tried to keep it cool in front of you... Though now, you had an agenda to fulfill.
"But it's been a good while since we've logged onto the Blockcraft server," you refuted, leaning onto him and reaching up to play with the back of his hair in a bid to butter him up with affection.
"Besides, didn't you say you'd show me your 'PR0 SP33D RUNN1NG STRATZ!1!', or whatever?", as a final attempt, you appeal to his ego, and that seems to squarely win you the match.
"0H-! H3H.. W3LL, Y3AH, 1 *GU3SS* 1 CAN SH0W Y0U 1F Y0U WANNA S33 THAT BAD..." He leans back in the couch, smug grin spreading across his face. Score.
You load up the game on your respective handhelds, and see each others avatars on the screen. Naturally, you crouch dance in front of eachother as a greeting, before immediately throwing hands. In a fight you manage to win, since Griefer gave you the first set of netherite armor you two completed after hours of grinding.
"... THAT WAS R1GG3D."
You reply back immediately, reminding him, "By your own doing, mind you."
"PUNK... 1'LL G3T MY R3MATCH, JUST Y0U WA1T."
After that embarrassing (for him) stint, you two immediately get back to business.
"WHAT3V3R, 1'LL GR1ND F0R TH3 N3XT S3T." Before he sets off to the nether, you remember your initial goal.
"Oh! Wait, can you come along with me first? I was gonna raid a mansion for the totems." Beckoning him over in-game, you toss him a second copy of the map you prepared.
He throws a glance down your way in confusion, "DUD3. W3'R3 N0T 3V3N PLAY1NG HARDC0R3 'CAUS3 Y0U W3R3 T00 MUCH 0F A N00B T0 N0T D13 ASAP." You look away, admittedly ashamed of the truth in that statement.
"Well, yeah... But I just want one for.. Collections sake! Is that *so* bad?" Content with your alibi, you grin up at him. He gives you a look, you two lock eyes for a few good seconds, and equips the map to follow you anyways. 2 - 0, baby. Or 3 - 0, but beating him in an impromptu duel doesn't really contribute to your greater scheme here...
You start along the path you discreetly set out, ensuring you wouldn't arrive at the woodland mansion from the back or anything, ruining your plan. After a good while of walking and getting sidetracked by random ruined portals or villages across the way, you two make it to the entrance of the mansion.
"You go in first, you're better at dealing with mobs." You beckon him to go before you as inconspicuously as you could. Just a little more of a push and he'll finally get his surprise...
With a scoff, he immediately retorts back,
"??? Y0U'R3 TH3 0N3 1N FULL N3TH3R1T3, WHY W0ULD 1 G0 F1RST?????".
"... Good point." With your patience running thin, you take off the armor with haste and throw it at him.
"There! Now go forth!!" You look up at him with a quick grin, met by his deadpan stare. You hit his avatar forward. He hits back, and then suddenly you two are in round two of your previous duel
Without the advantage of significantly better armor, you immediately lose.
"4H4H4H4H4!!!! 1 T0LD Y0U S0!!!!" And Griefer takes right to jeering over your loss in your face.
"Hah.. Alright.... Just- Go into the mansion without me, I'll catch up..." Resignation in your tone to mask anticipation, you start walking back to the mansion from where you spawned, keeping a close eye on Griefer's screen.
He ventures forward towards the door annddd.....
"B4B3, WHY 1S TH3R3 A TR1PW1R3 H3R3." He noticed the wire. Of course he did. You give up on keeping it a surprise, this is far too much of a pain...
Leaning into his side and grabbing his arm, you get ready to brute force him into falling for the trap.
"It's nothing bad!! Just step on it! C'mon, don't you want to see the surprise I made for you..?" Practically begging for Griefer to go along with your whims got him all the more resistant, hissing back remarks about how you "T0TALLY R1GG3D 1T!!". Should've remembered he was the type to do the opposite of what you asked...
So you huff and take a step back. Well, you just got off him and sat up on the couch...
"Well- Fine! Walk over it or not, I don't care...!" Then a real mischievous idea takes over you. "... Actually, maybe I just put that tripwire there to trick you into walking backwards to fall into my ACTUAL trap! Did'ya think about that, hmmm?" Smirking a smug grin, you lean in, pushing on his suspicions.
"WHA- H3Y!! Q- QU1T TRY1NG T0 0UTSMART M3!!" But it was clear, you had succeeded in outsmarting his outsmarting. He looked at you, then the screen, and walked through.
The wall hiding the elaborately decorated room comes down, and fireworks go off all around. Your smug grin turns into a giddy smile as you eagerly watch his expressions, noting how he looked a bit like an old grandpa, with how he was squinting.
You spent quite a bit of time pouring your heart into the room, it being generously decorated with flowers and foliage to match his own leafy state, and covered in pink to really knock in the valentines theme. You even put little heart patterns in the wall, to add an extra touch of affection to it.
"WHAT TH3 H3CK." Griefer walls towards the center, opening the chest to find a named piece of paper that simply says, "I love you, dweeb."
A beat of silence passes as he takes it all in.
Then as you predicted, he ambushes you with a hug, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, likely to cover his blush if the heat of his skin means anything.
"Y0U'R3 TH3 DW33B.. MAK1NG S0M3TH1NG C0RNY L1K3 THAT..." He quietly says, but through the soft way he speaks you can tell he doesn't quite mean it.
And softer still, he adds something at the end. "... 1 L0V3 Y0U T00."
"What was that? I couldn't quite hear you man, you gotta speak up-" Before you know it, he's moved his face up to meet your lips, and you readily welcome the kiss, hand landing on his back to hold him closer.
And when you two are almost out of breath, Griefer pulls away to look you in the eyes and says, "1 5A1D 1 L0V3 Y0U T00, PUNK."