{Sort of a sequel to the last one, but it doesn't really matter to the plot}
"King Dream!" A guard shouted.
"King Dream!" Said an earl.
"King Dream!" Even the servants now.
The echoes of the title rung in his ears, stinging and making him hate his own name. "No! It is late, and I need to go to bed. Save it for the morning!" And with that, he had stormed off, losing the crowd in the dust.
He stomped through the long, twisting hallways of his palace, complaining to himself under his breath, his stance like he was about to fight someone. As he grumbled to no one, he found himself, as he always did, at the room of his most trusted advisor. He didn't bother to knock as he barged in, his anger barely soothed.
Technoblade had merely been reading when his king came in looking like he was about to kill someone. Luckily, his reaction time was quick enough to mark his place in the book, set it down, and throw open his arms all before Dream came barreling into him. Techno wrapped his arms lovingly around him, rubbing his hands up and down the length of his back. He murmured sympathetic words as Dream complained and complained, huddling closer as he did.
As Dream vented about all the problems and stress he was experiencing, he found that his rage was quickly soothed, Techno swooping down like an angel to calm his woes. He soon forgot about his troubles as the sensation of Techno's warm, strong arms enveloped him. He wrapped his arms around him, squeezing out the last of his anger.
"I love you." Dream said, filled with gratitude.
"I know."
They sat there cuddling silently for a while, no longer fueled by anger but by bliss. Dream then decided to reposition himself slightly to give Techno a short kiss, just testing the waters. Techno smiled sweetly before leaning in for another kiss, slightly longer, but then brought Dream's head back onto his chest, silently saying not today. Dream sighed patiently before fully devoting himself to the cuddle, scooting them both down the bed so Techno wasn't awkwardly sitting against the head board. For hours they laid there, snuggled up together in comfortable satisfaction before finally falling asleep. Dream had forgotten his pajamas.
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RomanceJust random dreamnoblade stuff I feel like writing No smut. I can get pretty heavy on the lime, but nothing below the belt
