Sometimes,
I think about how Dream is probably one of the only people in Technos life who hasn't betrayed him. (Not including the Syndicate or Phil)
But I kinda think about how Dream probably did consider Techno a friend lover because Techno was one of the few who actually understood him when no one else did and how grateful and cherished that made Techno to Dream.
But then I think about the aftermath of the prison break, how Techno turned Dream away after the promises of escaping and instead of warmth and love its instead bitter cold snow in its wake. How cold and heartbroken and bitter it probably that made Dream feel.
To top it off the only light he had in that godforsaken prison, Techno, asks him to revive Ranboo after he turns him away with only a sword. The irony of it all sets a bitter taste in his mouth.
So with that he leaves, with only the prison clothes on his back and rosy cheeks becoming wet with frozen tears he refuses to let anyone see.
I think about how he must've felt at that time. The irony, the betrayal of it all, at least to Dream it is.
But what if Techno was already heartbroken by the after effects of Ranboo's death, that his coldness towards an ally, to a friend even was justified to him.
That once his mind is cleared from his anger, that all that leaves is his sadness, his regret, how could he do that to his friend? His ally, the one person who didn't see him as a weapon.
It leaves him cold and filled with determination, determination to find him and make it up to him and apologize and maybe give Dream what he needs, a home. Love.
Like what he promised in prison.
So with the falling snow landing in his rosy hair and cloak, he sets out to find his friend love and actually make it right, invite him inside and cuddle, to bring him home to him.
(This is my first drabble so please excuse it, I'm not a writer. But if you read this then finish this however you like or continue it how you like! So enjoy my hurt/ comfort dnb drabble, thank you for continuing to write dnb, you greatly inspire me with this ship.)
how dare you show me up in my own blog, anon. that was amazing and heartbreaking at the same time.
im such a sucker for emotional pain caused by the one person you least expected... and let me tell you, the blatant dismissal in which techno told dream to gtfo was a slap to the face...
so here's me taking you up on your offer to do some emotional damage control over that very iconic and heart breaking scene:
The Arctic forest is thick and dense, even more so now that he's reached the very center of it.
The snow covers the earth like a white blanket, freezing the rivers and anything unfortunate enough to cross its path. The smaller animals have already fled inside their little dens in slumber, anticipating the promise of spring in the coming months.
Only those who hunt for flesh remain and roam these frosted land.
Techno was on a quest, but not one of bloodshed this time.
He needed to find Dream and make sure the other man was safe.
But the farther Techno walked, the deeper the snow was. His boots sunk with each step, but he doesn't let such an inconvenience slow him down. He trudges on, keeping his pace brisk and quick, as he scanned the forest for any signs of blond hair.
Techno doesn't know how long he's been searching, but he knows that the sun has long since set when the horizon above him darkens, the reds and pinks of the sunset has now turned to a deep shade of indigo and gray.
Shadows have overtaken the forest, contorting the trees and branches into silhouettes that loomed over him. Techno pays it no mind, only squinting his eyes to get his vision to focus on what was ahead of him.
His feet protest for rest, but he is reluctant to do so, not when there has been no sign of Dream in any of the places that he's checked.
Something close to fear settles at the pit of Techno's stomach; fear at the reminder of Dream's injured state right before their disastrous parting, and at the thought of Dream's badly torn prison garb as well as the way both of his hands and feet were probably exposed to the cold the entire time.
How could he have been so stupid? Techno berated himself. To let his own grief lead him to do something so cruel to the one person who didn't see him as a weapon.
The anger and resentment building up inside of him towards himself is steadfast and growing in intensity, and just when the voices have started to call him out as well, he hears a noise.
It was a soft thing, barely a whisper to his highly trained ears; and while commonsense would've easily categorized the sound to be that of a small woodland creature burrowing itself deep inside its den, Techno chose to look for the source of the sound.
Another sound, and Techno was running towards it, waving though snow covered tree branches until he recaches a small clearing.
Moonlight shines down upon the forest floor, allowing Techno a better view of what was in front of him: a trail of blood staining the white earth, leading Techno to the sight of Dream's hunched figure resting on an old oak tree.
Like this, the other man looked even smaller. His pale skin was almost translucent from the cold, and there's blood covering Dream's arms from an injury Techno only realized now after seeing him again. Both of his arms are exposed to the cold just like Techno had feared, and he's shivering.
Shivering in a way that was far too concerning, it has Techno immediately crossing the few meters separating the two of them to reach him.
As soon as Techno crouches to the ground right in front of Dream, he pulls at his cloak and wraps it around the blond's shaking frame. Dream was still shivering despite the added layer of thick fabric, and Techno wracks his mind for a quick remedy.
He doesn't really know what compelled him to reach out and embrace Dream in a tight hug, but the relieved sigh that Dream lets out as soon as his freezing skin touches Techno's was enough to silence any doubt Techno had in his mind.
And now that he has the other man in his arms, Techno is suddenly caught with the overwhelming feeling of never wanting to let Dream go ever again.
"I'm sorry." Techno whispers, kissing the crown of Dream's head as he slowly rubbed soothing circles over Dream's back. He keeps repeating the same apology over and over like a mantra; a pleading prayer for which he desperately asks for forgiveness.
"I'm sorry for leaving you alone." Techno says, pulling Dream closer to himself. "I'll never do it again."
It was as much of a promise as it was an oath; with the moon and stars as their bare witness.
He had almost lost Dream out of his own stupidity and selfishness, and the underlying fear of what could've happened had Techno arrived a few hours later, at the prospect of what he could've lost tonight, the idea of loosing Dream was for too much to bare.
A slow, painful death was a far better option than to witness the death of someone so precious to him.
And with Dream's answering embrace, Techno swore to himself that he will never, ever, fail Dream this badly again.
Even if it will cost him his life one day, he will make sure to never betray Dream's trust again, no matter what cost.