ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅ ɢᴏᴅ // ᴛᴇᴄʜɴᴏʙʟᴀᴅᴇ x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ

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[A/N] TWO UPDATES???? POGGG! Also, random, but the song Dancin' in my room has been stuck in my head lol.

Phil: What do you want to eat, Techno?
Voices: t̵h̸e̶ ̶s̵o̶u̸l̸s̵ ̶o̴f̷ ̶t̸h̷e̴ ̵i̴n̸n̷o̷c̵e̸n̷t̴!
Techno: A Potato.
Voices: N̵O̵!̴
Techno: Two potatoes.

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𝓣𝓮𝓬𝓱𝓷𝓸𝓫𝓵𝓪𝓭𝓮'𝓼 𝓟𝓞𝓥.

Techno's eyes softly blinked open, becoming aware of the scene around him. He was laying on Y/N's chest. Wait, what-

HEH?!?!

H̵E̴'̶S̴ ̸F̸I̷N̵A̷L̶L̵Y̶ ̴A̶W̴A̷K̷E̴!̷.̸.̴.̴.̶H̷A̶H̴A̴A̵A̷ ̷S̸I̶M̴P̸P̷P̷.̷.̴.̵.̴

HOW- WHAT- HEH-

In his panic, it took Techno a moment to realize the woman softly grumble. How did they get here? He didn't want to lay his head back down, due to the position they were in. He didn't want to be... disrespectful. Carefully, he slides off Y/N. Y/N seemed distraught. Like she was having a nightmare. Techno felt bad, so he lightly shook her awake. "Y/N...? Are you alright?" He spoke softly.

"Yeah... just a nightmare." Y/N mumbled sleepily.

"Okay. Can you go back to sleep?" Techno asked, tracing the back of Y/N's ear as if he was tucking their hair. [A/N: Author has short hair. Author knows that some readers will have short hair. That is why I didn't say 'Techno tucked some hair behind Y/N's ear'. Ily all and wanna make this as inclusive as I can <3 okay back to the story]

"I'll try..." Y/N mumbled, their eyes shutting softly. Techno began to stand up, but he felt something tug at the cloth of his shirt. "Please don't leave me..." Y/N whispered in a barely audible tone. Techno felt his heart melt as he watched the girl try their best to open their eyes.

How does she do this to me.

"I won't. I'm just going to make breakfast, okay? I'll be back." Techno said before giving her head pat. He left the room to make himself breakfast in the kitchen, only to be interrupted by the Voices.

S̸h̶o̵u̷l̶d̵a̵'̶ ̴k̶i̸s̴s̵e̶d̴ ̷t̸h̴e̶m̴.̷.̴.̵A̶g̷r̸e̷e̷d̵.̷.̶.̸

HEH-?

K̶i̷s̴s̵ ̶k̴i̴s̷s̴ ̷f̷a̷l̵l̷ ̵i̵n̶ ̶l̵o̵v̸e̶.̵.̴.̷.̶.̸d̷o̵n̶'̸t̸ ̸s̶i̵n̷g̴ ̵t̷h̸a̵t̵.̷.̴.̵.̶W̶H̷Y̶ ̶I̷T̶ ̵W̵A̷S̶ ̴S̵U̸C̵H̵ ̶A̷ ̴G̸O̸O̵D̶ ̷S̵H̷O̵W̸.̶.̴.̶.̴s̴h̵u̶t̵ ̴u̶p̸p̵p̸p̷.̵.̵.̴.̸

Please, shut up.

B̵u̸t̵,̵ ̵s̴e̷r̴i̸o̶u̸s̷l̸y̸,̶ ̵b̷a̵c̵k̷ ̴t̴o̷ ̷Y̷/̷N̵.̸.̷.̶w̶h̵y̴ ̷h̴a̵v̴e̴ ̶t̷h̶e̷y̷ ̴b̵e̷e̵n̸ ̸s̸o̶ ̴f̴l̷i̸r̴t̴y̷ ̴l̵a̸t̸e̶l̴y̵?̷.̴.̶.̸.̴t̶o̴ ̵b̶e̸ ̸f̸a̵i̸r̸ ̶w̷e̷'̷v̵e̴ ̴b̵e̷e̸n̸ ̴r̴e̸t̶u̶r̴n̵i̷n̴g̴ ̷t̵h̷e̸ ̷s̶a̵m̶e̵ ̵e̸n̷e̵r̵g̴y̶.̵.̶.̵.̵I̸ ̵w̸a̷n̶n̶a̴ ̷s̴t̷a̶b̵ ̸s̷o̴m̵e̸t̷h̶i̷n̸g̴.̵.̶.̴d̷u̶d̶e̶,̶ ̸w̶e̶'̷r̷e̷ ̷l̷i̷t̷e̶r̶a̴l̶l̴y̴ ̷n̷o̵t̶ ̵t̴a̸l̸k̴i̶n̴g̴ ̸a̸b̶o̴u̵t̴ ̴t̵h̷a̸t̴ ̶r̴i̶g̸h̷t̵ ̴n̷o̵w̷.̸.̴.̷

I- I don't know, okay? I don't know why we've been 'flirting' with each other lately. Personally, I don't know if I can handle much more of it. They're so... amazing. They don't even remember me, or their past, but they know I was apart of it. I don't want them to forget me again. I want to protect them at all costs. I haven't felt this way since we were kids and I- I don't know what to do. I don't know how to react to it. I never felt this way towards anyone else.