[DISCONTINUED] mistaken messages || dreamnoblade

;;36 - 𝟐𝟑 𝐮𝐧𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦🤡

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conversation between you and dream🤡
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dream🤡:
hey uh
so
uh
techno
are you
when you see this that is
about yesterday
you're not
you weren't
sapnap didnt like
offend you or like
make you uncomfortable or anything with the
with that right

dream🤡:
also uh
if you could respond when you see these messages that would
thatd be nice
even if its just like
"i dont really feel comfortable with ur friends pls stop being friend swith me" or something
but
i really
i hope it isnt
but i understand if it
if you do feel that way

you:
uh
okay so uh
im really not good with my words but uh
actually thats a lie im like top of my english class fuck

dream🤡:
lmao-
uh
well
i mean
just
say what you have to ig

you:
easier said than done

dream🤡:
i just
are you
are you mad at me?

you:
what?
no of course not
i wouldnt
no
im not mad at you

dream🤡:
oh
uh
i guess thats-
yeah
thanks
for the
for the confirmation
yeah
something like that
uhh
dyou wanna like

you:
?

dream🤡:
like uh
play minecraft or somethig with me
its fine if you dont its just 
its just 
yeah

you:
oh uh
sure
you wanna get in a call?

dream🤡:
uh
i mean we dont need to if you dont want to but
i 
yeah
id like that

you:
oh
yeah uh
okay

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☎ dream is calling you.
answer || decline || voicemail
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I honestly half wanted to decline the call.

After all, I was worried.

What for? I couldn't place my hand on it yet, but it was forming, I knew it was. And it'd probably strike me when I was most vulnerable. The thought made me clench my hand tighter.

"Hey? Can you hear me? Technoo?" 

The usual excited and peppy voice I had grown so enamoured to had lost a bit of its spark, the adrenaline usually flowing through Dream's voice dull and tired. 

"Are you there?" Still, just the fact that he was still talking to me brought a small smile to my face.

"Uh, yeah. I'm here, don't worry. It just slips my mind to reply to people at times." For that remark, I'm rewarded with a light laugh that sends my heart aflutter. 

"Nice job, piggy," 

"Where'd that nickname come from?" 

"Your hair is pink."

"That's the only reason?-"

"Yeah," 

There's a pause, and then I hear keyboard noises. "Which server are we gonna play on?" 

"We can play Bedwars on Hypixel, or I dunno, you can teach me speedrunning?" 

There's a light gasp from the other side, and then Dream responds.

"You remembered!" "I guess I did," "Right, uh- I'll make a server for us then?" "Yeah, do that."

—

Two hours later, I'm yelling at my computer screen in excitement as the crackling sound effect blasts into my ears from my headphones, Dream wheezing his ass off from the side. 

"THANK YOU DREAM!" "WOOOO! Now you pay me-" "What? No." 

He lets out another kettle-worthy wheeze, trying to catch his breath. 

"Dude, I helped-" 

"Doesn't mean I'm gonna pay you, nerd." 

"Fine, meanie." 

"Meanie? You're starting to sound like the orphans I slaughtered last week." 

"Geez, what is it with you and orphans?" "I don't like 'em." "Point taken."

We talk for a little longer until I hear the ever persistent call of my mother, and I sigh and excuse myself from the call. "Oh- Dream, I have to go." "Ah, I'll talk to you later then?"

"Yeah, uh- Sure. I'd love to."

Click.

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sorry for the short chapter my wifi went out earlier and i just wanted to upload this on time-