Love is like a delicate duel (Dreamnoblade)

Chapter 14

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Spinning lightly in his plainly lit room on the office chair, Dream couldn't help but think. It was a boring Saturday morning and with everything happening it's all he could really do.

Techno and him had always been the school enemies. Everyone picked their side like Twilight or some shit. Though now everyone is either confused as hell, oblivious or shipping them?!

Which, yeah kinda fair. With Wilbur and Tommy constantly talking about it, Sap and George teasing Dream and the duo themselves doing weird shit, who wouldn't put two and two together?

Dream hadn't heavily thought about his sexuality. He had only dated girls, though at one point he thought he might have had feelings for George. That quickly was disproven when they actually talked about it and had a weird sleepover.

Dream never genuinely hated Techno, they were just doing it for the bit, it was funny and they weren't ever really close. But now they hang out more or it's really weird (mainly both though).

Often he thinks about how strange it's gotten. Started as just funny flirting, which wasn't so bad. Obviously it wasn't serious. But man, he didn't know Tommy's stupid bet could change his whole brain chemistry or something.

It's fucking weird as shit that he's genuinely having to rethink their relationship. Wow.

Knock.
Knock.

The door creeks open, "hey, you good in here?" Drista spoke.

Did everyone know he was having a not-so-mid-life crisis!?! Jeez. "Uh yeah, just thinking. School's been crazy, man."

"Huh, wanna talk about it? I made breakfast, and by that I mean the cereal and milk is out so go pour the milk and tea."

"Haha okay," he smiled.

Crunching on cereal, he starts, "So like, it's not even bad, but what if techno is more now, y'know?"

"No, not really," Drista says, unimpressed by his English, "what, do you like him or something?"

A fumble. A hesitation. If only for a moment. But it was clear.

"Nope."

"Oh my god," she laughs, "you have a crush."

"Ha, what no."

"Dude,  you definitely do," Drista speaks, amused.

"Shut up. It's not even that. I just have a lot of time to think. Whatever," Dream replied, pissed that his sister isn't taking him seriously. She's almost entertaining the idea.

"Okay okay, but how do you actually feel about that?"

He sighed, "honestly? I don't even know. Like we had a clear cut thing going. But... I don't hate the idea of what's happening recently? I guess. Who knows."

Drista paused, thinking of her response, "Well, then let's just wait and see. It's okay to have these feelings, don't beat yourself up."

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Great another class with Techno.

Why does he always have to see him? It's like he can't even breathe. Techno's fucking suffocating or something.

"Hey, are you even listening to me?"

"Huh what?" Dream replied to the voice, looking up realizing it's none other than The Blade. God, Why.

"If you were listening you would've heard that we got paired to do a project together. Lovely, right?" He chuckled at the end, adding sarcasm to attitude.

"Oh great," he smiled back, trying not to let his eye twitch.

The irony of this fucking planet.

Leaving the class, Techno just had to approach him again. "So where and when are meeting to do the project?"

How the hell was he so damn calm about this? Asking everything so casually. It sort of pissed dream off.

"Uh, we can meet at my house. When's the project due?" He replied instinctively.

"Wow, you really weren't paying attention. End of the week, though."

"Great. Guess you can come home with me. I'll drive us," he finished, trying to leave the classroom and get away to lunch.

"Perfect. So ready for our lunch date?" Techno smirked.

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Yeah, so, apparently when you skip detention you have to make it up later. And of course they had to do it right now. Thanks universe.

Techno sat directly across from Dream, desk facing him. Chin resting on his face with a dumb expression lightly smiling at him every now and then. What was he trying now.

"Do you need something?" He spoke the first time since they walked in.

"Nope. But some conversation would be nice."

"I don't think we can really talk in detention," he deadpanned.

"Oh please, when have we listened to rules? Plus look at the teacher, bro is passed out," he rolled his eyes.

"You think he'll notice if we skip again?" Dream smiled for once today.

"Nope"
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And there they were, skipping again. They decided that since lunch was almost over, the day was too, so why not leave a little early?

"Nice car, Dream. I'm surprised you're able to keep it this clean"

"Oh yeah, what's that supposed to mean?" He asked slightly irritated.

"Just an observation," he smiled, "anyway, what's up with you? You've been pissy all day."

"Nothing. Someone's a bit annoying."

"Really? Sounds like you're just sexually frustrated."

"WHAT" now he really wanted to off himself.

"Ha. What we learned about it in science or some shit," he said casually.

"I'm sure we didn't."

"Hey man, let me know if you need any help."

"Oh my god, techno. What is up with you today?" That seemed to be the real question needing answers.

"I take that as you want help, just saying. But nothings up, just having fun," Techno replied.

"Having fun by messing with me?"

"Precisely"

Dream went to put the car in reverse, finally wanting to leave the parking lot. When he did Techno felt the need to put his hand on top of Dream's. Help him out or some shit.

Suffocating.
You are so suffocating.

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A/N: so yeah I finally updated