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Techno's POV
—————————————————————————10:37pm, is what Techno's phone read when he awoke. He had passed out while watching the movie.
He looked down to see a peaceful Dream laying his head in the crook of Techno's neck.
He should leave. His parents are probably worried, but he really doesn't want to leave Dream here to wake up alone. He could text his dad that he's staying with a friend. Could say he's sleeping over at Wilbur or Phil's house.
A part of him says it would be too risky to stay here with Dream. That would make it seem like he cares about the boy. They're still rivals and they both need to remember that. Even with Techno having this stupid bet with Tommy.
He decided that if he were to leave he'd have to go right now. 10:30 is really about as late as he should be out. At this time he wouldn't get home until 11. Maybe the safer option would be to just tell his parents he's having a sleepover.
Dream started to stir awake, fidgeting and moving in Techno's arms. When he lifted his head his eyes were hooded and droopy. He flopped his head back down and lightly kissed Techno's jaw.
What.
The pinkette started fumbling with Dream's hoodie strings while getting increasingly flustered. What just happened? Why would Dream do that? You know what? He's probably just really tired and didn't think. Yeah that's it. Wouldn't be too far fetched. The boy hardly thinks even when he does have a clear head.
You know what? He'll stay. Yeah. I mean it'd be easier. This way he doesn't have to worry about walking home late at night or not having a ride.
He decides to get it over and done with and calls up his dad. "Hey dad, I'm at Phil's right now. Can I just stay the night? It's getting kinda late, so I figured it'd be better to just stay," Techno lies. What was he supposed to say? Hey dad mind if I stay with my rival while we continue to have a lot of weird tension around us and gay panic. Ha, no. Plus it's not too bad. He just doesn't feel like explaining. Work smarter not harder, kids.
"Um yeah sure, that's fine. Just next time text me a little earlier, please. Have a good night, Techno. Love you, bye," his dad replies. "Alright, thanks. Love you, bye," see? Easy.
"Hey pst, Dream. Wake up," Techno whispers loudly while lightly shaking the boy.
"Whyyyyy. Five more minutes," Dream says groggily mumbling into Techno's neck.
"I told my dad I'm sleeping over. Hope that's okay. It's almost 11"
Dream lifts up his head and part of his torso, propping himself up by placing his elbows on either side of Techno. "Oh okay. I thought it was morning lolz. Low-key thought you were my mom," he laughs out.
Dream wipes the last bit of drowsiness from his head and realizes this isn't the best position to be in with your rival for hours on end and then act like it's seemingly normal. Huh. He should definitely get up.
Dream lifts himself up in almost a push-up stance, hovering over Techno. Out of all the ways to get up he really chose this. This was not making the 'position' better but rather making it worse.
God, he had to get up, but it's sort of difficult when you have a beautiful boy underneath you. Despite all this he powered through and got up, sitting next to the other.
Techno softly grunted at the change not liking the newly found absence of warmth.
"So, since your sleeping over what now?" Dream pondered, voicing his question to Techno to receive any possible suggestions.
"Hmm. We could play 20 questions?", Techno suggested.
"Oo! Yeah that sounds fun!" Dream complies with a wide smile.
"Alright I'll let you ask one first," Techno declares.
"Yay! Question 1, do you have any pets?", he thought he'd play it safe at first. One could say he's wasting his questions, but breaking the anxious feelings will hopefully give Dream the more open responses he wants from Techno's answers on more complicated questions.
"Yes. I have a dog named Floof," the pinkette answered. He thought it was sort of dumb for Dream to ask a simple question like that. I mean come on now's his chance to ask anything he wants and he goes with that? Eh whatever. Techno never passes up the opportunity to mention his adorable tiny dog.
"Cool, you should show me a picture sometime. Your turn," Dream replied.
"Yeah sure. Okay my question is, what do you wear to bed?" A simple question, but who knows it could be interesting. Techno just assumed either a tella tubby onesie or boxers.
"Uh. I guess it depends really. Usually sweatpants and a t-shirt or hoodie. When it's hot I just wear boxers," just as Techno suspected. A basic response.
"Okay, my turn!" Dream beams with a dopey smile on his face.
"My god, Dream you sound like a 12 year old girl during truth or dare," Techno chuckles.
"Ah, rude," the blond scoffs while crossing his arms, proving the pinkette's point even further.
"Anyway. Would you say you're more of a top or a bottom?"
"Why? Wanna know if you can fuck me or if you can be fucked?" Techno reply's with a cocky grin.
"Techno I don't believe it's your turn to ask a question. I will be needing an answer if you want to make that comment an official question," Dream wasn't messing around. If he was going to play a game- then he's gonna play it.
"Damn. Okay," Techno could respect that, "I guess a switch."
"Shut the fuck up. You're a power bottom at best."
"You don't know that! We've never had sex," Techno huffs.
"Then let's find out right now," Dream says playfully jumping towards Techno and pretending to kiss him.
"AHHHHH. Get off of meeeeee," Techno whines.
Eventually they got bored of playing. There wasn't much important information about either boy revealed, but there were some interesting answers.
"I'm tired. Let's go to bed," Techno declared.
"Okay, your royal highness. Do you plan on sleeping in jeans?" Dream says while tossing a t-shirt at Techno.
"Thanks, man," The pinkette replied ultimately deciding to ignore the mockery from the obnoxious blond.
"You have a bathroom or somethin'?" Techno asked. He didn't really mind undressing in front of the other, after all he had been in a locker room before.
"No, but you could g-", the blonde gets cut off by Techno taking his shirt off while still sitting on his bed facing Dream. "Yeah okay or you could just do all that."
Techno pauses to chuckle at the blondes awkwardness while his arms are bend above his head with his shirt around his wrists. Taking that off he then stands up to unzip his pants. Still facing Dream (cause he's petty like that), he looks down while he takes his jeans off.
Dream would lie to you and say he wasn't staring at Techno's abs the whole time or he would say some bull shit like, "ha yeah, I was just seeing if I need to visit the gym more often. Gotta look better than my rival, right?"
"Um anyway, just put the shirt on already"
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A/N: so sorry for not updating for so long! I know everyone says this but school and my activities have been stressful. It's coming up to the end up the semester and I'm doing my world history final right now. Also I have like 5 activities after school every week and 3 during school. Also theatre which comes and goes. I've been less motivated to right lately but opening up the app and reading over it made me more motivated to finish this chapter (also was I was literally at like 1100 words and almost done writing it). I'm gonna try to write more but just remember that I do have a lot going on and usually have like 7 activities after school. Christmas break is coming up so it should be okay for like 2 weeks. Hope your having a great day/night, byyee :))
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