you were one of the pyro's few friends, since you found him cute because of his personality, you always justified his pyromaniac actions

He had invited you to a sleepover, he had literally drawn him and a bed with crayons, the letters were a little poorly written and you barely understood them. He had distributed the invitation in the rooms of the other mercenaries, but only you had gone

— “ mph mff mgff! ”

his excited murmurs filled his room, he was motioning for you to come in