THIS IS A PART TWO OF MY OTHER STORY 'Remember ~Dreamnoblade~'
Abandoned story and account. End Genocide and War, I don't care what all a country or territory has done, civilians should never be slaughtered as a reaction.
The cover art is not mine...
"Oh- hi." Foolish says, walking into the kitchen to find both Dream and Techno in there.
It was around 3am, and Foolish had been laying restlessly in bed all night.
Finally, having given up on sleeping, the seventeen year old had gotten up and headed to the kitchen to hopefully find something that's help.
When he's walked into the kitchen though, his plans went out the window at the sight of Techno and Dream; whom he hadn't quite made up with just yet.
Dream had quickly covered his unmasked face with the blanket that was wrapped around his shoulders, free hand tightening on the mug of what seemed to be hot chocolate.
Techno just looked at him with a guarded yet neutral look, not seeming impressed by the teens entrance to the room.
"Hi." Techno says, with only a slightly hostile tone.
"Umm, I was just getting... a glass of water." Foolish says, pointing to the cabinets before walking over to them. He grabs a glass before filling it up with water and hurrying out of the kitchen.
"Gone?" Dream asks, peeking out of his blanket cover at Techno.
Techno had woken him up from his dream. There were still burn like marks on his neck where 'Dark' had grabbed him.
Dream hadn't yet told Techno about his dream cause he was still recovering from it, but he could tell Techno was concerned about the marks on his neck.
"Gone." Techno confirms.
Dream uncovers his face, leaning down over his hot chocolate, letting the steam from it hit his face, making his lashes droop ever so slightly.
"Who's Dark?" Dream asks, not looking up at Techno, instead messing with his finger nails.
Dream didn't know exactly who this Dark guy was, or if he was real, but something about his name and just him in general was familiar.
Techno pauses, dropping his cup of coffee the few inches he'd picked it up from the table.
Dream doesn't look up, feeling as though he's done something wrong by bringing whoever this was up.
He, in turn, doesn't realize the look of pure panic on the piglin hybrids face as he sits there, wide eyed, looking as though he'd just seen someone get killed. (Although this is not the reaction the blood god would have to seeing such a thing)
"W-what?" Techno asks, voice shaky.
This make Dream look up, and that's when he sees the state of his lover. This makes him also start panicking.
"D-Dark. Uh-umm... that was a person in my dream... he's the reason I have these marks somehow..." Dream says, visibly shaking, very worried about the fact that this guy might possibly be real. "He seemed somewhat familiar, but I don't know where from."
"Okay-" Techno says, letting out the breath he was holding. "So you don't know who this is?"
Dream shakes his head 'no' in response.
"Okay." Techno says, thinking of a convincing lie.
"Is he like, a character from something, or is he real, cause he said he was me or something like that." Dream says, starting to ramble.
"Yeah. Yeah. He isn't real, I was just, concerned cause..." Techno says, failing miserably at lying.
"He seemed like a not very good... person?" Dream says, "is he bad?"
"Yes. He's very bad. Umm... he's a character in stories." Techno starts recovering his lie. "Basically, he's a mass murderer who takes over kingdoms and takes the form of others to gain easier access to higher power."
"Sounds convincing enough." Techno thinks to himself.
Dream's silent for a minute, chewing the inside of his cheek as he thinks.
"Not true, not true, not true, not true." Is all that's happening in Dream's brain. The explanation don't feel right. But he can tell that if Techno is lying, then it's for a good reason, so he goes along with it.
"Yeah... that makes sense." Dream says, nodding.
"There he goes, lying to Dream again. We've been over this, it's much better for Techno to be lying right now than to tell him the truth. Yeah, do you want Dream to die? I think that voice wants Dream to die. Blood? No. No blood. No, I don't want Dream to die, I just want him to know the truth. Why no blood? Blood? No! Blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood, blood- STOP IT!!! We're not letting Dream die, Techno loves him too much. And we all love him. For once, I agree with the responsible voice. Same."
"You feeling better?" Techno asks, blocking out the voices.
"Huh?" Dream asks, having also zoned out when Techno had.
"Are you feeling better?" Techno repeats.
"Oh, yeah." Dream says with a smile at the end.
Techno smiles back as Dream takes the last sip of his hot chocolate, leaving a milk mustache behind.
Techno rolls his eyes at Dream's cuteness and grabs a napkin, wiping Dream's upper lip clean with it.
"Do you wanna try and go back to sleep?" Techno asks after a moment of just staring into Dream's green eyes.
"Yeah. But can we sleep on the couch? I don't think I'm ready to go back to the bedroom yet." Dream says.
"Of course. I'll clean this then I'll join you." Techno says, picking up the empty mug and walking over to the sink as Dream walks into the living room and chooses one of the two couches to lay on.
Techno walks into the living room not to long after, smiling at the sight of Dream all curled up in a ball waiting for him.
"How do ya wanna do this?" Techno asks, realizing just how hard it'd be for two grown adults to sleep on the same couch together.
Dream stands up, "Lay down." He says, blanket still wrapped around his shoulders.
Techno does as he's told and lays down on the couch.
Dream follows him, laying on top of him, one leg between Techno's and the other draped over the edge of the couch, touching the floor.
Dream wraps his arms around Techno's torso and Techno plants one hand in Dream's hair, the other resting behind his own head, acting as a pillow.
