TechnoBlade '

"Careful." Technoblade says gruffly, helping you down the cabin stairs to the ground floor, where the living room, kitchen, and dining room were located, his hands steadying your weight. He could easily carry you, but you won't let him. You persist because you will be independent even if you are pregnant with his child. He snorts when you pull his hands away and recoils once you step onto the floorboards, your hands on your rounded belly. He rolls his eyes and buries his head in your neck, enveloping you in a warm, gentle embrace.