ᴀ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴏꜰ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ | ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

Chapter 9

i woke up to a slight ache in my legs. still half asleep, i had no idea why. that's when i heard light breathing from behind me. my eyes widen and i quickly turned around.

it was technoblade. lying on his back, sleeping peacefully. i looked further down and... he was shirtless... WAIT HE WAS SHIRTLESS.

"ok... what. the. fuck" i mumbled, confused and anxious.

i pulled the duvet up slightly and looked at myslef. my eyes widened even more. i was naked too, well i had my underwear on and my shirt, but still!

i slowly remembered what happened yesterday and instantly regretted it. i frowned...

that was my first time. technoblade was my first.

i sighed. well what's done is done. i did give consent AND techno asked multiple times if it was okay so this was my fault. actually no. this was dreams fault. all of this was dreams fault.

'damn fucking dumbass. little baby man. fucking ugly fat faced bitch boy. little piss baby bitch bastard.' i thought angrily.

"damn you dream." i said under your breath.

i couldn't get back to sleep. probably because someone i barely knew who was sleeping right next to me in your bed. i did not want to be in the same room as him right now. especially when he wakes up it's going to be as awkward as shit.

so i swung your legs over the bed and stood up. or well rather tried too. i almost fell a couple of times. your legs weren't hurting bad. i could still walk. they were just a bit shaky.

'this had better wear off before techno wakes up' i cringed.

i scattered around the floor picking up the clothes you had thrown away somewhere on the ground last night. i put them on quietly, not wanting to wake techno up. once i had gotten changed i walked, shakily, over to my door.

i still couldn't get over the fact that one of the most dangerous and powerful people were in your house, in my bed, in my room. naked. of all things i could think would happen after dream was put in prison, this was not one of them.

i sighed as i walked down the hallway and into the lounge, were i saw a sofa. i ought sit here for while until technoblade comes down. honestly i was so nervous. maybe last night had been a mistake, but it had been consensual, and it felt nice-

"no y/n. no." i mentally cursed yourself.

i couldn't get my mind off of what happened the night before, so i took out a book from the drawers next to the sofa i was sitting on. the title read 'Forever Isn't A Long Time' (that's what bbh said to dream when dream said to him his sentence in prison might be forever)

it sounded interesting. so i flipped to the first page and started reading.

it had been at least 10 minutes before i heard the faint sound my stairs creaking. i froze. oh shit oh shit oh shit.

'what do i do? maybe i should've just left the house. no that would be mean. would it? maybe i should've made breakfast. or tea, or coffee? for fucks sake this is ridiculous-

"y/n?" a raspy and croaky voice mumbled my name.

i slowly looked up and you could immediately feel my face flush red.

there stood technoblade. his long pink hair, scruffy and tangled from where i might of pulled on it... just a little... his bare chest and stomach. thank god he was wearing trousers though.

"i... techno... blade." i smiled anxiously.

"uhh... i don't... what do we do- i don't..." he trailed off, his voice deep and croaky. id never thought his voice could go deeper.

"yeah..." i mumbled, looking away.

"oh god umm... i'm sorry. i probably should've just left when i had the chance-"

"no techno." i cut him off. "it's okay, it was partly my fault. i did give the consent and... yeah."

it was silent. dead silent. the only noise was the wind outside and the birds tweeting.

"i should probably go... before everyone else wakes up." techno said.

"o-oh. yeah no, that'd be a good idea." i agreed with him, lifting myself from my seat, forgetting my legs were still weak. so i stumbled forward. fortunately techno was in front of me, so he caught me easily.

"woah there. you okay?" he asked, his arms around wrapped around my back.

"yeah i'm fine. just a little... weak?" i felt embarrassed. absolutely humiliated.

techno snorted. it was clear he felt smug and almost proud of what he's done.

i whimpered. "it's not funny." i buried my face into his chest.

techno didn't reply but instead he laid me down onto the sofa.

"i'm gonna get changed and then i'm gonna leave." technoblade said. "if that's what you want?"

"yeah. it's be for the best. in case something like this happens again." i mumbled.

"okay then. i'll see you... soon. i guess." he said.

"wait... you're coming back?" i asked.

"yes. i still owe dream a favour and part of that favour was that we break him out of prison." he stated.

"i- whatever." i wasn't in the mood to argue or fight back, to be honest i just wanted to sleep.

"okay then. i'll go back to your room and change..." he said, turning around, but when he did my eyes widen.

there were marks. i mean of course there were. he's a warrior and there have been plenty of times where he has had a sword or axe swung at him. but these marks you saw looked like scratches. nail scratches.

i looked at my hands and nails and once again cursed myslef.

what am i doing with my life.

(AYUP CHUP! TWO CHAPTERS WITHIN 24 HOURS WHOOOO)

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