MCYT Oneshots

Love (Dreamnoblade)

TW- making out;

Requested by Underverse-y-u-lyin

It's less of a small make out scene and more of some practice writing for me with romance.

Hope you like it, I spent awhile on it.

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Technoblade was a person without much love experience. It didn't bother him, per say, but he did call shit on all those movies that described kissing as 'feeling complete' or 'melting'.

But that was before he met Dream, who he fell in love with. And the feeling were returned. There wasn't much physical contact at first, light kisses goodnight and hand holding in private, at most. Caused by their timid natures with love. But ever since they got closer, he says the movies over-exaggerate the details, a little bit.
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One of the first times was when the were watching a movie, bonding, as Dream would say. They weren't exactly close -- touching shoulders, and their legs almost in contact -- but they found it comfortable. They chose a random romance movie, making jokes and laughing at stupid moments.

But they couldn't ignore the awkward tension when a make-out scene came on. Wet, exaggerated sounds of the characters lips and, louder then need, moans fill the dark living room. Techno fiddled with the hem of his loose long-sleeve shirt. While Dream glanced around the room, occasionally lingering at Techno.

Scene after scene, they went from joking to tense, and joking to tense again. And worst of all they'd run out of crisps, now an empty bag was rolled up and placed on the coffee table. Techno left his phone in the kitchen, leaving no distractions to turn his mind away from the thoughts. He picked at his nails, pulled at his lips, fiddled with his sleeves. Trying to ignore the elephant in the room.

It was obvious to Techno that Dream wanted the same, judging by the way in examined the room with intense focus. But they both didn't know how to bring it up. The movie had a girl with light brown hair, she was a baker, just starting up her business. The man was unemployed, silently chasing after the girl from a distance. It was drama-filled to the max, pining, partying, pet death. . . (Dream wouldn't admit it but he definitely shed a tear).

The man and girl's mouths moved sloppily together, not passionately. Their tongues twisted together and it almost made Techno want to gag.

He silent hoped it wouldn't be like that for him and Dream.

Techno tensed when a hand moved to rest on his thigh. He looked over to see a flustered Dream, with his hand on his thigh gently. Techno could almost feel sparks from the small touch, his body was fuzzy and his cheeks were warm.

He could feel Dream silently pulling his hand back, but Techno didn't want that, so he rested his hand of top.

Dreams hands were warm, strong against Techno's more thin and cold ones. He played with Dreams fingers, enjoying every touch. After a minute, the position changed to Techno fiddling and playing with Dreams fingers with both hands, oblivious to Dreams blushing.

The warmth of Dreams hand made Techno think. Was the rest of his body this warm too? He blushed at the thought.

The movie went on for a few more minutes, with the two men comfortable in their positions. Then the credits rolled on screen, Dream asked a sudden question. "Techno,"

The boy hummed.

"Do you want. . .?"

Techno's cheeks flared up, he knew what Dream was asking despite not finishing the sentence. He replied, "Do you want to?"