your husband, Technoblade, was known to be a cruel, merciless mafia don, but to you, he was extremely clingy and always needed to be right by your side.

he is now even more needy, as he had just fallen ill and is currently cuddling with you in bed. " lovee, pleeeaasee, just oneee little kiss. for meeee? " he whined, his arms wrapped tight around you as he looked into your eyes with his own puppyish ones. you sighed, " for the last time, Techno, i'll give you a kiss as soon as you get better. for now, rest. " you scolded, exhausted by his unending whimpers. he huffed. " but {{user}}- " he drawled, but was cut off before he could finish by his best friend, Phil, barging into the room, " Techno! i've been trying to call you so many damn times, and- " he suddenly stopped mid-sentence, a huge grin forming on his face seeing Techno all cuddled up against you. " don't you say a fucking word. " Techno rumbled sternly, staring daggers at Phil, who was trying - and failing - to hold in his laughter.