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Dream let out a small laugh with the hybrid across from him. His head was propped up on his hand as he tapped the desk a bit. His hand messed with the strap of his mask, fidgeting with whatever he could while Fundy talked about whatever he could think of. His words swam around Dream head as he went on and on about a story from his childhood. Fundy was never too open about stories like that around others, he really did want to make the blonde feel special.
The date was going really good. Fundy took him to a lovely restaurant, taking him there in his car himself. The food on the menu looked great, the environment was gorgeous. Fundy did so good at making him happy. The air was sweet, only helped by the roses on their table. Ivory. Dream couldn’t help but think about how Fundy might be trying to tell him stuff with them. He wouldn’t be surprised. The hybrid had done such a good job at putting care into his time with Dream, caring about rose colors is definitely something he would do. Dream didn’t mind it either, it was cute.
He would always hear him making jokes while in calls, but talking to him one on one was something else. Fundy was way more charming when he was around the blonde, his jokes laced with some light flirting. Dream didn’t think he would enjoy it, but it was oddly nice to him. Fundy was strangely smooth with his words, it was nice to listen to, his voice was great as well.
Dream just sighed as he cut in sometimes to Fundy’s small remarks, not staying quiet as he participated, Fundy seemed to enjoy it. He forgot what he was even doing, the thoughts of keeping Fundy from wanting a relationship with him were gone as he got caught up in his and Fundy’s words. Dream knew something was up though, he just couldn’t tell what. A small sour feeling hit him as he talked, though it wasn’t hard to get rid of with the help of Fundy’s compliments as well as a drink.
He was lucky he could lift enough of his mask up to actually eat without activating the curse. To his surprise, Fundy was actually pretty nice about not trying to see what he looked like. Dream had gotten so used to his friends trying it, he liked how Fundy didn’t seem to care about doing that.
“You know, I’m really enjoying this time with you. I hope one day we can do this again,” Fundy said. Dream smiled as he looked at the hybrid, it really was fun so far, “You’re really entertaining to be with, not to mention the sight is amazing.”
Dream laughed as he felt his face warm up. Fundy seemed to notice it too, leaning onto his hand on the table as he gave a soft chuckle. Dream paused as he realised what was going on. He couldn’t be doing this. He didn’t want to start falling for Fundy, and he was actively letting himself indulge in the date. This wasn’t the plan.
A sinking feeling hit his stomach as the thoughts filled his head again. He couldn’t run away now though, he was stuck in his seat as he just tried to think of something, anything to get him out of this situation. Dream was stuck though, with Fundy concerned again. The hybrid was quiet though, just letting his date calm down a bit before deciding to talk again.
“You don’t have to worry about me, Dream. I know what I’m getting into with this. I know you’re a non-human, I know what you’re worried about,” Fundy said softly. Dream relaxed as he looked down at the table. The hybrid didn’t hate him, so that was a positive. He didn’t know why he was still going after him though. Dream saw himself as a curse. He hated it, but for some reason Fundy didn’t mind, “If you want to continue with this, just know that it doesn’t matter to me.”
“I don’t see how. Honestly it seems like a curse to me,” Dream mumbled. He just looked away from the hybrid, focusing on the ivory colored roses. Dream tensed as he felt a soft hand grab onto his. He looked back to Fundy, who seemed to look slightly guilty.
“I see it as a blessing. I know you’re always so afraid of showing your face, but just know that it doesn’t matter to be. I still want your heart, and I hope you’ll give me the chance to try and get it,” Fundy said, tapping his fingers on Dream’s hand gently. Dream sighed as he gently brushed his finger up against Fundy’s hand, letting him stay there.
He didn’t know how Fundy was fine with living forever, especially if it was with him. Dream always had a negative feeling towards immortality, but there might be a chance that he could enjoy it. After all, he never had been cared for this way, so the thought of having this forever didn’t seem too bad.
Dream wasn’t in love with Fundy yet though. He was calmed down by the hybrid’s assurance, but there was still a part of him that wanted him to reconsider. Dream knew he couldn’t do that though. Fundy knew what he wanted and he knew what that meant. The blonde was fully prepared to turn him down and just tell him that it wasn’t worth it, but maybe it wouldn’t be so bad.
“Fundy. I’m not sure why you would want a relationship with me, but if you’re sure, then I’ll let you do what you want,” Dream said. Fundy’s ears perked up as he looked at his date, a small twitch in one of them made Dream smile a bit. He could hear soft tapping from below the table on Fundy’s side, his face warm as he recognized it as him bouncing his leg, “I’m not in love yet, but I’m not going to try and stop myself and make it hard for you.”
“Oh I am so happy. Dream-” Fundy lifted up Dream’s hand, pulling it towards himself. The blonde went red as he felt the hybrid put a small kiss on his hand, his mind blank as he became a mess right in front of Fundy, “-I won’t disappoint you.”
“I- I’m sure you won’t,” Dream said, his breath suddenly gone. Fundy dropped their hands from his lips, though he still had them together. Dream didn’t mind, just letting himself take in the feeling of it as a server gave them their food.
He still had the thought that this was a bad idea, but he tried pushing that away. Dream had only tried to be with someone once before, and George wasn’t that reciprocating. But Fundy was actively trying to be with him, he wanted his heart and he was doing something to get it, even with the conditions.
Fundy knew what he was doing, he could think for himself. Dream didn’t want to treat him like he was stupid anymore. Whatever he wanted, he wouldn’t stop him anymore. If Fundy wanted to be in his life so bad, then Dream would let it be. He just sighed with a small smile as he lifted his fork while he let his hand wrap around Fundy’s a bit.