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“Are you going to explain yourself?” Sharp has never been accusatory, and surprisingly, it’s not because of Jude. That anger was definitely directed at someone else. It’s cute.

Jude gives a small hum in exchange, there’s a clear difference in the tone of voice, Jude is obviously amused. “Explain what? I don’t know what you’re talking about. Do you mind elaborating on what you mean?” Soft, yet snarky, he’s doing this on purpose. It doesn’t descalate things at all.

Sharp tackles him, sending the both of them tumbling down, drawing a sword, securely placing the blade behind to block a nearby lever.

Just a small precaution, Jude can tell he’s not only angry, but also afraid.

“What’s up with Mugm?”

“You saw?” Faking ignorance, as always. Jude knows Sharp found out, it’s been everywhere. No doubt, Sharp only gets more annoyed each passing second.

“Acting like you’ve been teammates for ages. What is really going on with you and that guy? Don’t say nothing, I’m fucking pissed off.” Sharp’s hands go flying to his waist, Jude isn’t shocked. Sharp can’t ever keep his hands to himself, but the question is, has he ever been this possessive?

That’s funny. How quick tables tend to turn.

Jude doesn’t back out, he’s not the type to, especially against Sharpness. “Is it illegal to be friendly nowadays? Why do my actions have you this pressed? We’re no longer teammates, it shouldn’t matter who I choose to hang out with.”

“Why were you so playful with him?”

“Does that concern you—” An attempt to add on gets cut off, Jude receives a hand to his mouth.

Sharp’s reaction is sour and immediate. “Yes, that does concern me actually, thank you for asking. Stop talking to him! Mugm is, what makes him so different from me? I just don’t get it. Why, am I not enough?” The words come out with no pause.

Jude knows what Sharp has been trying to convey, it’s much more entertaining to watch the man infront of him stumble with his speech.

“You’re upset because I’m messing with another guy that isn’t— you? Really, Sharp?” No response.

They stay quiet for a minute, Jude happily savours the calm, the silence. Hoping to remain in the moment, until he sees the pair of golden amber eyes looking at him expectantly. Sharp shuffles, changing positions multiple times, while Jude stays still, keeping up the false coldness. Sharp pouts.

He lovingly cups Sharp’s face, leaning in to give small kisses. Some more teasing wouldn’t hurt, but he’d rather not have a grown man whining to him for the rest of the day. It’s a bit indulgent, he makes sure to not miss a few corners.

Sharp doesn’t seem to like waiting though, grabbing Jude’s hair like his life depended on it, pulling him into a small, sweet kiss.

When they part, Jude surges back in, with more force and intent this time. Then it repeats, again and again, like they’re playing tug of war.

Sharp pulls back, blush spreading from face to neck, taking a few seconds to breathe. “Please, can we kill Mugm when he gets on?” Sharp is still not convinced.

“Isn’t that what I’ve been trying to do?”

Sharp hugs Jude tightly, as if Jude was going to run away. The feeling is suffocating, he’s not getting enough air. “Emphasis on the word, we. I don’t like how you guys talk to eachother, more on, I don’t like seeing you talk with other guys.”

He tries to shove Sharp away, it makes the grip even stronger. “You didn’t have a problem with my allies? Be honest with me, it’s the fact you think he’ll replace you, right?” Sharp gives an agreeing nod, Jude bursts out laughing.

“You can’t be humiliating me like this! I thought we had something special together.”

“That something special is me constantly trapping you? I thought you hated it.” Caught red–handed, he’ll just kiss Jude stupid to prevent the teasing. It catches Jude off guard, so he continues with his work, leaving light fading marks at the ‘canvas’.

“If I say I do will you stop trying to talk to Mugm?” Jude sighs in disbelief, disbelief for the level of idiocy that is currently presented upon him.

“Are you seriously still on about him? I’m not replacing you, for god’s sake. Whatever you think I’m trying to do, is not true and you need to get that out of your head. Also, I’m not going anywhere, let go of me!” A few trashing motions echo through the base, with Jude desperately trying to pry hands off him and Sharp barely lifting an inch.

It ends in a stalemate. Jude places a pressure plate on the wrong block, it leads to a non–existent trap. Sharp jumps up, dread filling his eyes as he awaits for the sounds of pistons that again, did not exist.

Standing, his balance breaks from the uneven ground mixed with the element of surprise, landing on Jude.

“What the fuck are you— Get off me! You’re heavy!”

They end up in an awkward position, arms stacked, limbs tangled. If someone were to walk in right now, it’d be over for the both of them. The reason isn’t the fact that they’re not even teamed at the moment, the real problem is the embarrassment and potential blackmail.

A few people have seen them like this, those people take pictures, then off to the Discord server they go. It’s an invasion of privacy, used as a threat, but it holds no weight.

People expected them to be together even after the breakup, they even bet on how many days it’ll take before they were seen with eachother.

It took less than a day. Tai won that bet.

“Rude. Whatever, I’ll stop. But if you’re going out to kill him, let me join!” The answer should be an automatic no, considering having Sharp there would unironically make things worse for them.

Jude likes the spotlight, but when that spotlight is people talking about how he left his partner only to return as a pair again, he’d rather not.

Unfortunately, Sharp will probably drag him to another ruthless session of combat practice if he disagrees. Agreeing will also get him dragged to the sessions regardless. “If you’re willing to be the test subject for some of my new traps, sure.”

“I don’t want to die a crap ton of times. Please tell me if you at least have a safety feature, literally anything that’ll make the pain less?”

“A trap wouldn’t work if I did have a safety feature. Are you disagreeing to help? Not wanting to volunteer is alright. I’ll just ask Mugm instead—”

Sharp’s face recoils only, with disgust. “No! No! Okay, I’ll help you test out your stupid traps! I’m going to get a heart attack if you keep doing this.” A response Jude is very pleased with.

They’ve already lost count from how many times a kiss was shared, this one is more soft, mellow, passionate. Kissing non–stop is fun, something they do often. A cycle of continuous ways to push limits, ending breathless, faces flushed, lips red and puffy.

Sharp chases him, eager for more. Jude doesn’t reciprocate at first, Sharp shouldn’t get used to this too often, yet he always ends up giving in. He wraps his arms around Sharp’s neck, resting his head on the other’s shoulder.

A whisper. “I’m running low on redstone. Can you grab a few stacks for me?”

“Is that all you need?”

Jude smiles. “Yeah, and I also need you, preferably in perfect condition. I’ll be off making the blueprints.” He removes himself from Sharp’s stiff hold, standing up. “Please be back before sunset, I gotta make sure if the traps can actually kill.”

One last kiss is placed on his cheek, then Jude runs down deeper into the base. “Love you!”

A combat master kills, not love, it’s a whole different story with the greatest trapper to ever grace the earth. When the best of both worlds clash, the result is unexpected, but can you really blame them? Not everyday do you see a murderous killer jealous.

Oh, he’s fallen so deep, embarrassing, extremely embarrassing.

The notorious JudeLow has him wrapped around a mere finger, Sharp doesn’t mind that, not one bit. A warm feeling rushing through his veins could burst at any given moment, he feels his face heat up, remembers the fact that Jude will never let him live this down.

Cold air enters the base uninvited, cooling Sharp off. The prickly feeling is still present, slowly becoming more bearable. He takes a few steps to the entrance, the breezing wind messing his hair, lifting his cape.

Sounds of construction can be heard, blocks being placed and broken, a lot of items getting crafted. Jude works fast, he needs to get going as soon as possible, Jude probably won’t care where or how he gets the materials.

Sharp looks back at the base.

Love, a complicated anomaly Sharpness will never understand completely.

“Love you too.”