𝒫𝒽𝒾𝓁𝑜𝓅𝒽𝑜𝒷𝒾𝒶 [Dream x Reader]

19. Chit-Chat with your new bestie

Chit-chat with your new bestie
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In which, YES. YES (Y/n),
you DID say that out loud.
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-tcxkyo on twitter

   "Wait, wait, wait." Technoblade furrowed his brows, trying to understand what you had just said. He was standing up, while you were sitting down on his sofa, exhausted for dear life. "So you're telling me that Dream sent you here? With a compass?.. But I don't owe him any favors." he mumbled the last bit to himself, but you still heard it.

You had just told him about how you had gotten here, and who sent you here in the first place. It surprised you when Techno told you that he actually knew Dream - after all, he lived quite far away from L'manburg. And so - If Technoblade knew Dream, wouldn't that make him an enemy? Had Dream sent you straight into the hands of this guy, so he didn't have to kill you himself?

You gulped, as your body tensed up. You eyed Technoblade carefully, checking that he was a good distance away from you - if he suddenly drew his axe, you could easily jump out of his reach.

"I'm not an ally of Dream." Technoblade clarified, sounding bored of this whole situation. "He and I are just acquaintances with mutual respect for one another."

Oh, did you say that out loud?

'Oh', you mouthed. You could understand why he was irritated. He had never asked for a hungry hottie to invade his home, and yet here you were.

Technoblade finally let out a sigh and collapsed down into an arm-chair. He put his legs on the table and placed his hands behind his head in a resting manner. You eyed him again, taking in his features. His long, pink hair was beautiful... You really, really wanted to touch it. And the guy was very stylish as well. He was wearing a white vector shirt, and black chinos - as to not speak of his crown and cape. Why was he wearing one anyway? he almost looked royal... Almost like a Disney princess...

"What to do, what to do," He sang for himself. "I could kill her... But if Dream sent her here, that might not be the smartest idea..."

Your eyes winded as the pink-haired male debated whether to kill you or not. He was kidding. He was kidding, right? Should you make a run for it, and jump out of the window? Should you try and steal one of his many red spare-capes that hung on the door first, so you wouldn't freeze to death. You couldn't just sit here and wait for him to decide your fate.

You flinched when he clapped his hands, pointing a finger at you. "Fine. You're staying. I don't know why Dream would want you to come here, but he probably has something in mind."

You gulped. You didn't know why the heck Dream had given you a compass that pointed in the direction of this random man's house, but it was probably a part of some weird plan of his. So the question was, would you want to become a part of Dream's plans, or should you just run away?