𝑨𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝑳𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 || Dreamnoblade || Discontinued (?)

Chapter 9

A/N: I won't be able to upload as frequently anymore because my school is starting soon! But don't worry, this story will not be abandoned!

Sapnap's POV:
Techno and Dream had finally began talking again. Their icy cold 3-day tension finally thawed. And quite frankly, things seemed to have... changed...

"Remember when you told me no one liked me yesterday? That really hurt my feelings." Techno deadpanned, staring knowingly at Dream. The blonde froze, just as he sank a fork into the cake in front of him.

From across the room, I have been watching them argue over who gets the last slice for the past 20 minutes. Dream had finally won after a round of rock-paper-scissors.

"You've already said that like 5 times today!" He whined, frustrated, "you can't just keep using it against me!"

"Yes I can, and yes I will." The other responded, lips curling into a smirk. He tilted his head smugly, with a very clear expression on his face, 'Give me the cake, bitch.'

Dream sighed in exasperation, shooting a glare at his rival. He then pushed the cake over begrudgingly.

"This is the last time you get to use that as an argument." he muttered bitterly. Although, upon turning away, his face broke out in a slight, amused smile.

Techno let out a little laugh, popping a fresh, red cherry in his mouth. He took a forkful of the frosted pastry.

"Nah, it'll work again later, you know that. Your fault for being a jealous asshole."

The blonde sighed in response, pouting a little, "I wasn't jealous."

I just watched them in complete, utter amazement. I've known Dream since I was 12, but never once had I've seen him back down so easily. And I certainly didn't expect it to be to Techno. Whatever Skeppy did to them yesterday, it was probably magic or something.

"Techno! There's some on your- Let me get that..." Dream exclaimed, reaching to the other's face.

He lightly brushed Techno's cheek with his thumb, wiping off some frosting. Grinning, he then licked the icing off his finger, not breaking eye contact with the other.

This is definitely flerting.

"So messy. And you call yourself a prince? You're more like a pig than anything!" he chirped happily. (please laugh. i felt so genius writing that)

The other rolled his eyes, flashing a blank look.

"Looks like your peasant habits are rubbing off on me, then," he retorted, smirking a little.

The way they insulted each other held no hostility, seeming to be more teasing than anything. How did this happened? I had no idea. Just 2 days ago they wouldn't even look at one another. And 5 days ago they were beating the shit out of each other.

Maybe I should get Skeppy as a wingman for George and I. God knows George is dumber than a bag of rocks...

"You muffins!" A voice called suddenly, rushing into the kitchen. Bad looked incredibly frustrated, practically stomping over to the couple. Dream's face immediately dropped to a 'uh oh' face.

"You're supposed to be preparing right now, you potatoes!" He exclaimed, staring up at the two tall figures, "we have to get to Craftia tommorow morning!"

Dream had a sheepish expression, whilst Techno just looked bored.

"I'll call Tommy to do it, it's fine," the prince drawled lazily. Besides him, Dream nodded in agreement, beginning to usher the older away.