Hestia's Blood [Dreamnoblade/Dnb]

Chapter 11.

heya just a tw before you read this chapter, it will have the mention of rape so beware. If you need to skip this chapter the explanation is at the end!

i'm sorry for tormenting them so bad in the au- but it contributes i swear(i don't think it does)

3rd Person POV:

Dream swung his forelegs at the edge of the table like a restless child once again, he was eyeing the door but not only because he wants to leave, but because he knows Techno is outside. It was almost annoying how clingy these two can get with eachother, i mean you don't have to constantly search for a sight of a person unless they're a troublesome child or a criminal. Not that Techno can't cross the latter option...
The blonde always has this childlike mannerism which is contagious as plague, which follows him around everywhere. But for some reason he hardly ever got to act as a child, and growing up young can be a huge impact on one's personality.

Dream's mind was running around in circles, since he was made aware with the fact that Techno's sense of smell is good, now he just wants to know what is to his smell? Is it similar to something? Or is it like a putrid stench of death? Dream wouldn't be surprised if it was.

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Once they've finished on taking Dream's blood, the blonde walked out of the room and stood by Techno. Sally gave him more cotton to apply over it since they didn't want any incidents to happen. And he just stood there awkwardly besides Tech who tried to ignore the smell, Dream gently gripped on the cotton and put more pressure but he did it without realising how strange it felt that he had to watch out for that.

"Are you okay?" He asked of Techno as he glanced at him, but there wasn't a certain expression on his face which could be picked out.

Techno's face scrunched up in a bit of embarassment as his gaze trailed away from the eye contact.

"Eh? Yeah i'm okay- it doesn't bother me.."

There were many things he held back on saying but the one he considered weirdest was probably the strange fascination he had towards Dream's scented blood. Anyone could have a good flavour in their smell but Tech just really enjoyed Dream's since it was so familiar to him now.

"So what happened with Illumina?"

Techno slowly glanced back at him with an uncertain expression plastered on his face as he tilted his head.

"How do you know his name?"

A small smile formed on Dream's face as his head slightly perked up, out of habit he didn't face his gaze towards Techno, and that could be taken as him avoiding the pinkette's gaze.

"...Sally told me" The blonde replied hesitantly but with a steady voice.

Techno could only recognise now how much he made him sink with lying, it really is an insuperable feeling to have someone consider you gullible enough to believe anything they take out of their pocket.
Techno's eyelids lowered whilst he crossed his arms, his finger repeatedly tapping on his skin which gave the impression that he felt restless.

"He's being contained in the prison until we figure out what to do with him"

Dream seemed calm to hear this information as if he was being updated on an old friend's status, which seemed rather strange. He tilted his head whilst an unreadable expression was forced on his face considering he is purposely trying to seem as if he's unfamiliar with this person.

"I reckon he wouldn't really talk no matter how persisent you try to be"

Techno could almost laugh when the sentence played out in his head. The word reckon was completely useless in the blonde's sentence.