"Enjoyed how?"
"There you two are, I was starting to think you guys went through a round t-" Techno nudged Phil, shutting him up quickly.
"What was that?" I sent a sharp glare at the two, before heading to the kitchen with Dream.
"Oh no... Nothing." Phil whistled, pulling Techno to the side. I brushed it off and sat on the kitchen counter, watching Dream slave away in my kitchen.
"What are you making, handsome?" I smiled as he turned to me, I could still see the familiar glint in his eyes through the mask. "Your nicely asked brunch, m'lady." Dream responds in a mocking mannerly way.
I smiled, Racking my brain up to think of the ways I asked earlier. I looked from side to side before lifting his mask up to place a tender kiss against his lips and as expected he deepened it without hesitation.
Eventually we had to pull away for him to focus on the food. "I didn't expect you'd actually trust me with the kitchen." I looked at the pan and it's contents, frowning at the almost burnt omelette.
"Starting to regret it." I heard Dream scoff at that. "Oh come on now, I'm not that bad." I only shrugged, I reached for the seasonings and helped him while still being sat on the counter..
I took a random spoon from one of the cupboards and was about to cut a piece from the food when his hands meet my wrist, preventing me from doing so. I groaned but he just chuckles. "You gotta be patient."
"Patient my ass." I rolled my eyes and went back to the living room, waiting for Dream to serve the meal. Phil and Techno looked up at me from the couch, their eyes meeting with a knowing look I couldn't read.
"So... Y/n." I sat across from them, staring at Techno as he cleared his throat. "Did you... Hear the alarm go off last night?" My eyebrows furrowed.
There weren't any alarms last night...? Is there?
"What alarm?" I observed the way Phil's lips tugged into a small almost unnoticeable smirk as he slightly nudged Techno.
"So you didn't? Mhm, You must have been busy... Really busy, given as it was quite difficult to miss." My eyes narrowed at Phil's reply but before I could say anything else, Dream walked out of the kitchen holding out plates of food.
"Morning, Dream." I took one of the plates from his hands and patted down the seat beside me, not even planning to pay attention to the conversation Techno's about to start.
"It's 1 pm?" Dream trailed out, confusion evident in his voice. "Indeed it is, speaking of. You guys slept in." Techno hummed suggestively and that's when I finally figured out where this conversation is going.
"And how come you guys woke up at the same time... Well anyways, Dream where were you last night?" Techno tried again after his first question got ignored.
Dream turned to me as if asking me the same question. "He went into my room, the balcony. He wanted to enjoy some fresh air." I replied before stuffing my mouth with a fork full of omelettes.
"Enjoyed how? Exactly?" Phil chimed in, looking at us menacingly. I rolled my eyes and huffed.
"Okay. We fucked. Is that what you guys wanted to hear? You could've just asked." I could feel Dream's eyes focus on my figure as I chomped down on the food he made.
"Well... What else??" Techno hummed, moving his fingers around as if he wanted me to go on.
Idiots.
"Yes. We're together."
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Sands Of Time || Dream W.T.
FanfictionWhat would happen if Wilbur was spared and was instead replaced by the death of a dangerous woman? Known as the Goddess of Redress, The Master of puppets and the God of Wrath, the three were given a mission to take down an unknown enemy. Not exile...