-dreamnoblade-

4. like or love?

dream..
he stared down at the floor confused, hurt, and shocked.

he felt the hot salty tears run down his face, he spent the whole day in technoblades bed clung to him saying sweet nothings

he walked down the stairs slowly and quietly before leaving.
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technoblade..
the pinkette finally convinced his two brothers they were just friends.

he walked to his room feeling a little excited to hold the blonde boy again. he walked into the room and looked at the empty bed

the moment he saw the bed was empty he felt like his heart sunk deep into his chest, he stared at the bed in disbelief
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'why did he leave?'
'did we do something wrong?'
'does he hate us?'
'why is he not here?'
'we felt safe..'
'we felt important..'
'we felt comfortable..'
'where is he?'
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his voices were so quiet, so soft spoken..

he needed to look for him and talk to him. he knew he needed to look for him

the pinkette put his shoes and coat on then rushed downstairs in quite a hurry

'where ya going mate?' philza questioned

the pinkette ignored him and went outside walking down the street looking around for the blonde boy.

he walked as far as the roads could take him, he was worrying if he had done something wrong.

the pinkette stopped walking when he heard soft sniffles nearby, dream. he knew it was dream cause he could hear the little whines between every sniff

he follows the sounds, leading him behind a large dark oak tree, he sat down infront of the blonde boy and gently hugged him

the pinkette wasn't very good at comforting people but he knew he had to try. 'what's wrong?' he spoke softly

'd-do you hate me?' dream asked, the pinkette went quiet, he felt hurt by this question, why was he asking this?

'no of course not, why would you think that?' he questioned. 'because we cuddled all day and said sweet things to each other but you told them we're just friends, was it nothing to you?'

techno felt his heart drop, nothing? that was the first time he's ever cuddled a person, it meant the world to him. he's never held a person or told them they're pretty

'of course not, it meant the world to me' techno spoke in a soft shy tone, gently rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

'promise?' dream asked, the pinkette chuckled and nodded his head before locking his pinky with dreams 'i pinky swear.'

the two stood up then techno walked him to a cafe, dream followed behind him

'you're the best techno' dream spoke

techno smiled softly at these words then looked at the blonde 'thank you.'
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'let's protect him'
'he's definitely the one for us'
'we need him'
'let's show him we love him'
'we love him'
'he's beautiful'
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techno couldn't believe it, his voices like someone. usually his voices want to kill or heart people

but they like dream.

do i like dream?