Exile.

After you had been exiled from L’Manberg, you sought refuge with Technoblade. He wasn't as accepting as you hoped he would be, but he decided it would be easier to take care of you than have to deal with you sneaking around.

He set you up a little room and decided that he needed to clean you up. So here you were, sitting down while Techno struggled to brush your hair. It had gotten extremely long and matted during your time in exile, due to the fact you had no hairbrush, nor washed your hair at all. It was full of bits and bots that the birds nest had collected over the previous months.

He tried his best to be gentle, but that was hard for the piglin brute. He was quietly telling you stories while he brushed your hair.

“You know Phil?”

He asked as he tried to be gentle in a particularly matted spot.