For legal reasons, we were roommates
(A dramatic and definitely not very sarcastic rant by C!Technoblade)
For legal reasons, I gotta state that (c!)Philza was NOT my husband. No wedding. No gay marriage. Not even for purely tax purposes. Not that taxes were even a thing we took into consideration. COMPLETELY PLATONIC. No longing glances. Not even nearly holding hands when our hands ACCIDENTALLY graze each other. Just two BROS. I decided to become immortal so he wouldn't be lonely, so he could always have a FRIEND. I didn't raise his kids like they were my own, I just babysat them like a good best friend would!
I mean, yeah, we gave each other precious minerals, but I wear mine on an earring,and he keeps his on a necklace tucked in his shirt! Why would I be jealous that he wears his wedding ring constantly and spends more time with his wife than he does his own kids? We're just best friends after all! His kids slip up every once in a while and call me dad, but I just laugh it off! Imagine that! Having two dads and one mom, what a hoot!
The eldest calls me his big bro, and I don't like it, not because it implies that Phil is my father, but because I just don't think of him as a little brother! I'm more like the cool uncle that's secretly not actually related to you! The youngest looks a lot like Phil and little like me, but that's totally a coincidence! Everyone knows he was found in the forest! Phil doesn't even really like the youngest, so it'd just be heartbreaking if he was actually biologically his kid!
I'd give him the world, and I'd even fetch him the moon if he implied that he wanted it, but in the way you'd do anything for your best friend, of course. We have our own houses, albeit connected, but separate rooms and separate beds. I've never cuddled with him even once in my life! Not even on the nights when it was extra cold in Antarctica!