We all know DS Dream is that type of guy...
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We all know DS Dream is that type of guy...
Honestly, every ship in Dreamswap with angel husband is valid
ds starcrossed "i hate you"
“I hate you.”
Cross dodged an attack that Dream sent, being quick and somewhat light on his feet. This has been going on for a few minutes now, and he wasn’t breaking a sweat. Honestly, he felt as if he could dodge these attacks forever.
“I know.” Dream responded in his usual calm, melodious tone. He had been attacking Cross, or at least trying to take the offensive side of things, for a while now. He hasn’t broken a sweat either, but he didn’t feel like doing this repeatedly even if he could.
Cross growled, figuring it was his turn to take the offensive side. He launched himself over towards Dream, pinning him on the ground. He didn’t even take notice of the certain position they were in. His eyes narrowed towards Dream, studying his face with his eyes.
Dream stared directly back at Cross, not moving a muscle since the other pinned him down. He could easily get back up, but a part of him was wondering what the other was going to do honestly. “I suppose you won this match.”
“Oh fuck off, you could easily get back up.” He moved off of Dream, standing up and crossed his arms. “You and I both know that.” Cross glanced away, narrowing his eyes over to nothing in particular.
Dream sighed, letting himself up after that and brushed himself off. He fixed up his pretty boy hair before looking over towards Cross. “But I didn’t.” He told him, sending him a small smile… which honestly turned into a smirk.
Cross mumbled something to himself, looking back over to Dream. That… was something he has not seen before in his entire life. A smirk? A smirk on Dream’s face was something non normal. He didn’t know exactly what caused his cheeks to flush, but they did.