Eunoia || Dreamnoblade

vi | reverie

Reverie;
a state of being pleasantly lost in your own thoughts
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Takes place before the festival in New L'manburg, and after the community house blew up.
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Genre: Fluff
Words: 738
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Dream quietly climbed the snow filled stairs, a gust of wind rushing through his long hair. He hadn't been able to cut it since before Pogtopia; leaving the ends sitting on his lower back, when down. He currently wore it in a tight bun, a way he saw Technoblade wear his back when they first met.

He knocked slowly on the wooden door. He heard shuffling from behind, the light flooding through the windows casting a shadow where the figure moved.

Dream watch the doorknob turn carefully. The door opened slightly, the chain still locked up, a pair of eyes stared through the crack; peering at the blonde. He shivered under the gaze, wrapping his arms around himself to preserve warmth.

The door then closed and he could hear the chain drop against the spruce. It opened once again, warmth rushing into the bitter cold air. The pinkette stood in the door frame.

"Dream?" He said calmly, gesturing for the younger to enter. Dream walked cautiously into the warm cabin, his skin burning from the sudden temperature change.

"What brings you here?" The older closed the door, his delicate fingers picked up the chain, locking the door once again. He then, turned to look at the messy blonde, who stood awkwardly in the cluttered room. His hair was cut to shoulder length, his dark brown roots peirced the pink. His deep aqua eyes looked into the blonde's green eyes. He wore his usual button down, it was unbuttoned at the top. Clearly he hadn't gotten ready for bed yet.

"I was wondering if I.. could stay the night?" He whispered, knowing what was coming next.

"Why? Is your cardboard box too damp because of the snow?" The pinkette chuckled, already moving towards the blonde, guiding him to the couch.

"Mm, it's cold.." The younger glanced at the fire, avoiding eye contact with the god.

"Okay..." Techno spoke quietly, as if to not scare the blonde. Dream felt a slight tug on his hair as it came undone. Techno held the stretched out hair tye in his hand, before slipping it on his wrist. He then entangle his delicate fingers into the golden curls.

"Do you want me to give you a hair cut, Dream?" The blonde turned to look at him, Techno took this opportunity to run his fingers through the hair that framed his face.

"That would be nice.." He smiled gratefully at him, he definitely needed one. His hair touching his neck always triggered his sensory problems. It was so frustrating.

"Okay, follow me.." He stood up slowly, offering his hand to the green eyed boy, who took it gratefully. He led him into the bathroom, pulling out a pair of scissors.

Dream was caught off guard as Technoblade just began cutting without thinking. He slowly relaxed into the chest of Techno, who leaned forward.

Dream began to doze off, his mind running to a different world. He let the pinkette run his hands through his locks, cutting and doing as he pleased with his hair. It felt nice; it felt safe.

He felt the pad of Techno's thumb trace along his jawline, bringing him back to his thoughts.

His hair curled around his forehead. The sides and back were short, just like before.

"Wow.. you're really good!" The younger ran his fingers through his hair.

"Hm, thank you." The older hummed, pulling Dream's face closer to his, pressing his soft pink lips into Dream's freckled cheek.

Technoblade exited the bathroom, leaving a flustered Dream alone. His hand rested on his cheek. He was shocked.

"Are you coming?" He heard a low hum from the other room, quickly he followed.

"Why's you kiss me?" The blonde mumbled when he saw the pinkette, he pulled his hair back into a small bun.

"Hm, because I wanted to. I can do it again if you want." His blue eyes met Dream's making his face turn a deeper shade of pink. He looked away, before slowly walking closer to the older.

Techno chuckled, pulling Dream closer. He gripped his jaw, forcing him to look at him. He quickly closed the gap. The younger pushed his lips back into the pinkette's, wrapping his arms around Techno.
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