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Sapnaps love life started freshman year, in a new elective class solely based on Greek mythology.

Sapnap had initially only taken this class because it was a “new” and “open” elective they thought would be intriguing, and because teaching kids about Greek gods was apparently the only thing one of the teachers was capable of. A rather niche talent, but Sapnap wasn’t here to judge anyone about niche talents.

Sapnap had already known his fair share of knowledge, mainly because of his half Grecian nature. His grandmother would tell him little bits of a story here and there until she had finished it, moving on to a new story to restart the telling process. It was one of Sapnaps favorite things as a kid, and it still is to this day.

He learned about many myths and legends, and the knowledge was retained throughout all these years. Rarely did he get to share these stories, however, as nobody he knew ever really cared for them.

He didn’t necessarily mind, he understood that stories like that weren’t for everyone, but he was admittedly excited for the class.

For good reason too, it seems, as he had met Technoblade officially through that class.

Technoblade was a kid around his age who Sapnap had technically known since the summer of fifth grade. They had met through Dream and Quackity, becoming friends by association - although they had never actually talked one on one or outside of school. Rarely they talked while meeting up with Dream and others, but even then it was passing comments that made the other laugh, and that was the extent of their friendship.

Sapnap, of course, has developed a terrible crush on the other boy, never brave enough to talk to him but brave enough to accept what that meant rather quickly.

Technoblade - the pink haired fencer boy that had been Sapnaps gay awakening - had been assigned his project partner, and Sapnap wanted nothing more than to curl up into a ball and combust into ash and bone.

“Calm down, Nicky, it’s not like the man of your dreams is your new partner for a Greek mythology class project or anything.” Karl giggles, clapping Sapnap harshly on the back as he takes his seat at the cafeteria table.

Sapnap sighs, ducking his head and covering his temples. His palms were warm, or maybe it was his face, he couldn’t tell at this point, too busy looking down at his phone. Or, specifically, at the newly added number.

He sent a text quietly, chewing idly on the skin between his thumb and index finger.

Contact
Elliot “Technoblade” Craft

Sapnap
y did u put ur full name ?

Technoblade
I was not aware it would show both. It said first name, nickname, last name, so I kind of just filled it out as I went. I wasn’t really thinking of much else.
Although, Elliot is not my first name.

Sapnap
u went so far as to put ur actual name and didnt even use the full thing? whos name is Elliot if its not yours

Technoblade
Elliot is my middle name, I don’t use my first name often. Elliot Craft sounds better than the alternative, anyways.

Sapnap
ig thats fair
cant exactly knock u for it
are you okay with me knowing that tho ?

Technoblade
We’ve been in the same school for almost the entirety of middle school, so I figured you knew it already

Sapnap
tbh i totally forgot Technoblade was a nickname since it was all i knew u as

Technoblade
I suppose that’s fair, just don’t spread it if you can help it

Sapnap
course dude i wouldnt do u dirty like that

“Texting your boy toy?” Quackity laughed from behind him. Sapnap jumped, spinning around quickly as he hid his phone screen, cringing.

“How long have you been there?” Sapnap whined out, pouting as he removed his now irritate hand away from his mouth.

“Long enough,” The other boy chuckled out, raising his eyebrows suggestively. “So I see you got dear Elliot’s number, eh?” Quackity continued quietly, careful to make sure only Sapnap could hear him.

Sapnaps eyes widened, his back straightening. “Dude be quiet, he asked me not to bring it up.” He responded just as quietly, glancing around nervously, his eyes catching with Dream, who paused his conversation with George to raise his eyebrow in silent question.

Sapnap shook his head subtly, titling it slightly towards Quackity in quiet explanation.

Dream nodded, sending him a soft smile and turning back to George.

Quackity chuckled. “Dude trust me, it’s okay for me to know. I know the fuckers first name, we’ve been pals since fuckin diapers! I’d be a bad friend if I didn’t know.”

Sapnaps eyebrow twitched in thought. “Oh yeah, you were. I totally forgot about that, my bad. I just panicked,” Sapnap sighs, bringing his hand up to his headband to rub at the embroidery in it. It said Sapling in Greek, a gift from his grandmother. He hummed idly, shifting slightly as he returned his hand to his mouth.

“No problems, Sappy, I get it. My fiancé is so nervous all the time.” Quackity leaned over and placed a wet kiss on his cheek, ignoring the stubble in favor of practically spitting on his friends face.

Sapnap groaned, shoving Quackity away gently as he checked his phone again, ignoring the cooing from Karl as he snatched at Sapnaps free hand.

Technoblade
Thank you.
So, my house or your house?

Sapnap stares at his screen for a solid minute before hastily typing out a reply with his unoccupied hand.

Sapnap
Sorry
What

Technoblade
For the project.
I would like to start it as soon as possible.
If that’s okay.

Sapnap
o for sure man
uh
whichever ur comfy with i dont mind either way tbh

Technoblade
My house then.
My address is (xxxxx)

Sapnap
o u want me over today today?

Technoblade
As soon as possible, yes.
Unless you had plans already?

Sapnap
nah i can meet you! should we just walk to ur house together then?

Technoblade
It would be ideal, if you can.

Sapnap
totally dude
meet by the front?

Technoblade
Sure.

Sapnap tucked his phone away and sighed, his head resting heavily on the table.

“I am fucked.” Sapnap whispered to himself.

Chapter Text

Contact
Eliot Technoblade Craft

Sapnap
i will be a sec to the front, i need to grab my violin from the music wing and that is like at the back of the school

Technoblade
The music wing is on the left side of the school.

Sapnap
listen man it might as well be at the back that walk isnt short

Technoblade
I know, Sapnap.

Sapnap
u do?

Technoblade
Yes, I am there currently. I’m also grabbing my violin.

Sapnap
:00 u play? thats so cool dude
i guess we have different classes thenhuh
i never see you down there :[

Technoblade
My orchestra class is my last period.

Sapnap
o nice!
lucky u dont have to walk from halos animal care class

Technoblade
Isn't that the front right of the school?

Sapnap
for sure it is

Technoblade
You weren't kidding when you said your walk was long.

Sapnap
yea feels like it takes ages
i can feel my feet paralyzed everytime

Technoblade
You feel your feet paralyze?

Sapnap
ye thats the word for it right?
in english

Technoblade
If they were paralyzed you wouldn't feel them at all, let alone be able to move them.

Sapnap
wait then whats the word then
when you start to feel like
pinging in your feet
or pains
like little sharp feelings
or like
bugs

Technoblade
Bugs?

Sapnap
yeah it feeling like sharp ants crawling all over an area and you dont use it for extended time

Technoblade
is the phrase you're looking for pins and needles?

Sapnap
yes! when you feel pins and needles in your feet after not doing something so long

Technoblade
Sapnap are you talking about when your feet go numb?

Sapnap
oh wait
yeah! thats it!!
ty dude i probs never woulda figured that out

Technoblade
You're welcome, I don't really mind helping.

Sapnap
thank you anyways man, most ppl dont realize english aint my first language nd get tired of waitin for me to figure out how to say smth
so thanks man :)

Technoblade
Of course, it's not a problem.
If you need help with a word just let me know, I can help.

Sapnap
thank you dude that actually means a lot.

Technoblade
I can tell, you didn't shorten anything and you used a period. Either that or my way of texting it rubbing off on you.

Sapnap
lol nah bro trust me, was jus makin sure u knew how much i meant it
it was
whatever word that means i mean it
it starts with a g or something i cant remmbr

Technoblade
Genuinely?

Sapnap
yes, thanks b ur a real one

Technoblade
Happy to help.

Chapter Text

Sapnap tucks his phone away into his back pocket, looking up to catch his father's eyes.

He has to wait a few seconds before his dad realizes he's being watched, looking up to see his son grinning around a blue sucker.

He cocks his eyebrow in silent question.

"I'm gonna be at Technoblade's house for the mythology project we have to do for Ether's class. Can you tell Luke to head home without me when he stops by to grab me, please?"

He heard the man sigh from his desk.

"Pandas you need to be more respectful towards your teachers." Sapnap smiles at his father's exaggerated sigh.

"It's Ms. Ether, and she deserves to be called as such. You know this, you muffin, I know you do." Sapnap sighs as he slings his glorified computer bag over his shoulder, grumbling out a strained "I know, dad," as he checks his phone for any new messages from Techno.

His father sighs at his obvious impatience and continues quickly. "I know I make an exception for my name," he starts, and Sapnap has to hold back an eye roll at the comment. "but that's because you gag at the thought of calling me anything but Halo."

"You do too, dude. We both know this, you can't take it seriously when I call you anything other than dad, father, or Halo."

Sapnap grins. "Listen old man, I know you think I do it for me, but it's all for you." He taps his temple and winks as he backpedals quickly out the classroom door as he shoots finger guns at his father.

He turns on his heel and books it when he hears his father call for him, "tell Luke for me please, dad! Thank you!"

Then he gone down the hall and towards the orchestra room.

(Luke leans into the small animal care classroom as he always does, chain jingling loudly in the unusual quiet of the room. Luke sighs, frowning at the obvious lack of his brother.

"Where's Nick?" He asks the teacher present in the room, watching the man rub his temple in distraction.

"Hi, Punz." He greets wearily instead.

The blond chuckle. "Hey, Mr. Halo. Did Sapnap leave already?"

The teacher nods, waving his hands absentmindedly.

"He told me to tell you he's got a project with a kid from his mythology class, Technoblade I think. Said you can leave without him."

Luke grins fiendishly. "He got paired with the kid he has a crush on? Yeesh, that's embarrassing." The blond chuckle at his brothers seemingly terrible situation.

"Alright then, bye Halo. I'll be at Boomer's, then, if you need me."

He leaves quickly, and doesn't bother staying to hear the man reply.)

Nicks phone pings in the middle of his text to Technoblade, Sapnap ignoring the new message until he manages to successfully tell Techno that he is indeed on his way.

He swipes down to pull his notifications onto his screen.

It's a message from 'Funny Play on Wordz lol', his brother. It's a short one, all it reads is 'good luck w th fencer'. It's vague, but he knows what he's doing.

(Too bad it doesn't work anymore, Sapnap hasn't actually had a crush on him for around a year, he just thinks he's hot and is afraid of being exposed for thinking as such and losing a potential friend.)

He responds 'fuck u and everythin u stand for' in kind.

'I stand for u, bitch, fuck u' Sapnap smiles softly and leaves him on read.

"Hey, Blade!" Sapnap chirps happily, sucking on a new blue Dummy as he enters the orchestra room, almost instantly spotting a head of dyed pink hair out of the three other kids still in the room.

Technoblade looks up expectantly from his phone, sitting cross legged in a seat near the instrument lockers, his case already neatly in his lap.

It a neat, deep red, sparkling with mixes of brown. It's rectangular, and to Sapnap, it oddly resembles a coffin. It's got stickers on it, bands like AC/DC and Metallica, as well as a few others he can't recognize. There's ones for random tv shows too, and Sapnap thinks he spots a Hello Kitty one on there.

Technoblade follows his eyes, he looks nervous suddenly. Sapnap smiles fondly.

"Nice case, dude." He speaks kindly. He's genuine, and Techno can tell. He perks up at the compliment, akin to a dog, sitting up straighter and actually facing Sapnap fully.

Techno's eyes lock onto the other boys contrastingly white headband out of habit, as if the more time he looks at it the better chance he has at understanding what's written in it.

Technoblade absentmindedly hums in warm greeting, clearing his throat, as well as his mind, before speaking. "How do you do that?" he asks casually, going to stand up slowly, his shoulders squaring sharply the further up he goes.

Sapnap pauses to stare blatantly, impressed with the boys height. Until he catches the naturally reddish eyes of the boy he's admiring. Then he turns away, blushing at his own comfort and carelessness. He sniffs his nose, eloquently letting out a noise of confusion, the hum feeling loud in his head.

"Do what? What do I do?" He asks quietly as he moves forward to his own locker, spinning the lock to reset the combination before trying, and failing, to spin in the correct combo.

Technoblade smiles, his eyes crinkling in the corners. It's a nice detail, Sapnap thinks quietly when he glances over at the other boy, he remembers that George's eyes would do something similar before he started wearing his glasses to cover them.

He shakes that thought from his head, moving his eyes to concentrate on Technoblade's lips, which are moving in response to the question Sapnap has already forgotten he'd asked.

He's not listening at all, truth be told, too busy in his head now admiring the shade of pink Techno's lips are - they're a similar shade to someone else he knows, he thinks he's seen Eret wearing lipstick a similar color -, but he's paid enough attention and zoned out in just the right amount of conversations to piece together the question he asked based on what was mouthed.

"My hairstyle?" He asks for reassurance, smiling softly when Techno nods at him.

"I tie my hair back with the extra cloth from my headband. It's actually like, really really long." Sapnap chuckles around his candy as he runs a hand over the embroidery subconsciously, the lock to his case's cubby long forgotten in the midst of his multiple musings.

"I wrap it around my head twice, and I tie my hair back on the second wrap. I even use a bow!" He giggles quietly as he moves to pull at his lock again, stopping the conversation for a second to finally tug the thing open and off correctly.

As he moves to grab his case, a baby blue that he picked out with George when he first got his violin, he continues to speak.

"It very useful, i've been doing it for ages. I used to wear my hair in small space buns with the rest of it down - still do sometimes. Actually I think you've seen it before in middle school, I stopped doing it in like seventh grade. But I stopped because people would always comment on it and I got nervous."

Sapnap huffs quietly, an aborted laugh at his own comment, and gently but quickly pulls his case from it's small cubby. He stops to admire it, as he always does when he picks it up, before turning to Technoblade with a light, carefree smile.

"Well, Sire, shall we depart and travel?" He teases lightheadedly, glancing at the pink haired boys crown earring.

Techno smiles and lets out a sigh, Sapnap swears it's a fond one too, before he holds out his free arm in response. "We shall depart, dear appointed knight. However, when did you become so verbose?"

Sapnap hooks their elbows, pausing to register Technos words. He's never heard that specific word before, but it sounds a bit familiar.

He glances around, finding the room long empty, and gazes back into Technos ruby burnt eyes, his brows furrowed in confusion.

"Elliot did you just call me fat?"

Technoblade laughs from his chest.

"I didn't say obese!" He choked out.

"We'll I ain't never heard of no verbose word so something is off here, dude."

Technoblade laughs again as they slip out the school gates and into the setting sun.

"Being verbose means your using more words then necessary to say something." Techno can barely get the words out with how hard he's laughing, but Sapnap understands him well enough.

It's not an impressive feat anymore considering Dreams absolute mess of a wheeze, but it's still useful.

"Well maybe if English wasn't so... so verbose in the first place I would know the right amount of words to use!" He huffs indignantly, turning away to pout playfully.

He listens contently to Technos loud laugh, smiling quietly.

He turns back to say something, a smart quip or maybe even a completely off topic statement - he didn't know, he was just gonna speak and hope for the best as he normally does - but anything even remotely coherent left his brain when he saw Technoblades serene expression.

He was looking at Sapnap softly, his cheeks flushed softly from laughter and glowing with the sun.

Everything is quiet, and Sapnaps breath hitches softly.

They've slowed their pace to idle walking, simply taking each other in, and Sapnap is confused and admittedly kind of scared. He knows he got over his crush already, but that doesn't mean he's not susceptible to falling head over heals again. Especially not if he gets looked at like this.

Technos face has become oddly mute, strangely neutral and at the same time incredibly calm and content.

"You look very pretty like this, Sapnap."

Sapnap chokes on nothing and trips, face ablaze and his heart beating fast.

"What? What are you- why are you flirting with me?"

Techno tilts his head. "I'm not flirting with you?" He smiles slightly, something knowing and something scary to Sapnap. "I don't think I could ever flirt with you if I want to."

Sapnap frowns, this has got to be the worst whiplash he has ever gotten. The amount of different and wildly contrasting emotions he's going through right now are overwhelming him.

"What the hell does that mean, asshole? That's fuckin rude!" Sapnap has every right to be upset over this complete shit show of a conversation.

"How do you go from calling me pretty to berating the everloving fuck out of me like that? That's fucked, man, you can't do that-!"

"No, Sapnap, I- that's not how I meant it. I'm sorry, that came out completely wrong. I couldn't ever flirt with anyone, I'm aromantic."

This confuses Sapnap more, because "How the fuck are you a romantic and unable to flirt with anyone?"

Techno stares and laughs, and now Sapnap just feels embarrassed.

"What the hell are you laughing at!?"

Techno sighs happily. "Aromantic, not a romantic, it's one word, I'm Aro Ace. I don't feel romantic or sexual attraction to any one or thing."

Sapnap's brain hurts, but at least his heart doesn't.

Heavy explanation ensues as they continue towards Technoblades house, and Sapnap feels a little embarrassed for not knowing anything about this sooner.

"I'm really sorry, dude, I didn't even know what-"

He's cut off by Technos understanding laugh. "It's alright, man, it happens to the best of us."

Sapnap scratches the back of his neck nervously as he watches Techno dig into his bag for his keys. "Still dude..." he doesn't even know what to say, he just feels bad and embarrassed.

"I dunno, I just feel bad? And also like, incredibly awkward now. Like damn... I guess it's good I got over you when I did." He's speaking more to himself now than anything, but Technoblade still heads him, turning to look at him funnily.

"Get over me?" He asks quietly, an odd expression overtaking his features.

Sapnap blushes hard, cupping his burning cheek with one of his hands as the other grips his violins case handle tightly.

"Yeah," he winces at his voice crack, "I used to like, really really like you a year ago. Like I had this massive crush on you and everybody would tease me for it."

He laughs in self pity, shaking his head fondly as he continues, "actually, everyone still thinks I like you, and it's really embarrassing. Because I-" he sighs, straining a smile. "I do still like you, but it's more like, 'wow this guy is really hot I wanna be friends.', which is still really embarrassing, so I just let them think I'm in love with you to save myself the hassle."

It's awkwardly quiet for a solid minute, Sapnap feels, before Techno starts laughing.

"Oh this is golden," Sapnap scuffs his shoes on the ground at the comment, a little more than slightly embarrassed at how downhill everything has gone today.

"I had, or have, a similar problem. I think you're like, really cool and I wanted to talk to you? And I almost did once during one of our orchestra concerts when you had a solo, but I got scared and left before you could see me staring. But I like, really wanted to be friends with you. And I still do, and now knowing this makes me feel so much better about it."

He's laughing incredibly hard, Sapnap notes as a grin pulls at his lips.

This is definitely not how he thought the day was going to go, but he certainly isn't complaining.

(They laugh on Technos doorstep for ten minutes, unable to calm down over how absolutely bizarre the situation is.

That's how Phil and Tommy find them, curled up shoulder to shoulder on the porch and laughing like there's no tomorrow.

Tommy, ever the joyous elementary schooler, kicks Technos violin case out of his path as he walks to the door.

Sapnap laughs over Technos horrified shout of "Atenoi no!" as he dives dramatically for the falling case.

Sapnap clutches his own case to his chest protectively, giggling out a loud "I would never treat you so disrespectfully, Komos.")

Eventually they make it inside, stomachs cramped with laughter and cheeks strained with unyielding smiles.

Techno retreats quickly to his room, dragging Sapnap with him before he can properly greet the other people Techno lives with.

Sapnap settles comfortably onto Technoblades bed - a giant, thick mattress that, even without a box spring, sits at a comfortable knee length height.

He pulls out his laptop as he lays back, watching as Techno boots up his own computer at his desk.

They send their teacher an email about the Greek figure they want to research and present, wanting to make sure they were allowed since she wasn't in the example list of gods to pick from.

They chat idly while they wait, Sapnap telling Technoblade about some dumb animal facts he manages to remember from his fathers class today.

Soon enough, after endless refreshing of his inbox, he gets a response from the teacher.

Evidently, it's not the response they were looking for, since Sapnap sighs deeply at the content in the email.

"This project is a scam." He grumbles, unwrapping his third sucker and placing it in his mouth. He shut his laptop, ignoring the email reply that lay on his screen.

Techno looks up from his own computer, seated sideways at his desk. He turns his eyes from the wrapper on his floor to Sapnap, who's stomach down on his floored mattress.

"Why do you have so many suckers? Also pick that up, I'm not cleaning up after you and if you leave with a mess behind you you're banned."

Sapnap whines, rolling slightly to grab the wrapper. "I have to have something in my mouth or I chew on my hand, I couldn't tell you why man." He displays his left hand, palm facing himself, and Techno observes the irritated marks on the juncture of his index finger and thumb.

He narrows his eyes, sliding his glasses onto his nose from where they were resting on his head.

"How sharp are your teeth?" He drawls, noting the dry blood around the edges of some of the indents.

"I dunno, average? They're not that sharp I don't think, I just do it a lot."

Techno nods, turning back to his computer to look at the list presented on his screen. "So what'd the teacher say?"

Sapnap sighs and rolls onto his back, closing his eyes and putting his arms in the air idly as he spoke.

"She said Eris was taken already and that Androctasiae was too 'inappropriate'." Sapnap shakes his head, his air quotes falling with his mood.

Techno's eyebrows furrow, "inappropriate?" He pauses. "Really?"

Sapnap shrugs. "I guess," he sighs out disappointedly.

"I mean I see where she's coming from I suppose, but also that's like. Super lame."

Techno stands from his chair, wrapping his finger elegantly around his glass. He stretches, grunting quietly. "So who do you wanna do then?"

Sapnap glances over at his movement, his eyes snapping to the skin exposed to the air from the ride up of his shirt.

He looks away quickly, face flushed with embarrassment. He rolls back onto his stomach, coughing into his fist awkwardly and scratching his neck.

"When's your birthday?" He asks in reply, hearing techno snort in confusion and surprise.

"Um, that's..." He chuckles again, "that's an odd topic change, but it's June first, since you're so suddenly interested?"

"It's not off topic, we could do Maia? Er, wait, you said June? Uh, June... June is," Sapnap sits up and tilts his head, scratching at the stubble on his chin.

He snaps his finger, eyes lighting up as he looks at Techno. "June is Hera!"

Techno smiles, looking at the glow on Sapnap's face.

"Why do you look so proud? Also what does Hera have to do with June? Double also, Hera was taken, so valiant effort but we cannot."

Sapnap flops back dramatically, groaning in misery.

"Hera is the goddess associated with June, I'm pretty sure, and that's bullshit."

Techno laughs breathlessly.

"Well we're in need of a God, and since there are no suggestions as of now, what is your game plan, sir snaps-a-lot."

Sapnap chuckled at the stupid name, grinning as he shrugs.

"You wanna play minecraft?"

Technoblade nods, and so they spend their first day that was supposed to be used as studying to play minecraft together on a new world.

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Sapnap can't say he's ever ditched his friends before until now. And he knows he'll get so much shit for it later, Dream won't ever let him live it down - leaving him at the cafeteria doors like some asshole to go talk to his new friend that he's been inseparable from for almost a week now.

Don't get him wrong, he loves Dream with his entire being - they're pamper pals for gods sake, he means the world and more to Sapnap.

But he hasn't talked to somebody new in ages, and even though he's technically known Techno for years already, he never really got to actually know him. Sure he's heard small facts from passing conversation about him - let Quackity rant to him about how great the tall fencer was and how he was happy to be friends with him despite all odds. Maybe it's because of those hour long rants that he's been wanting to interact with the other boy.

He's listened to Quackity at the crack ass of dawn on a Saturday when the other boy had woken up to piss after staying at Technos - talked about how great of a cook techno was and how kind of a host he was. Sapnap is sure he's heard it all, but he wanted desperately to learn it all.

...That and the fact that he does actually does have to use the extra time to catch up on their project. They didn't pick their deity when they were supposed to - spent the first two days of the project playing Minecraft together on a server made for them and them alone. They only just picked out their chosen god yesterday, and had spent all night slaving over a shared document trying to find whatever fact - obscure or not - that they could about Komos (Comus as they were told to write it - Sapnap felt a little insulted).

So of course he makes a beeline for Techno the moment he sees him in the line, chewing intensely at the junction of his hand in excitement - the mistake of not grabbing his candy bag really coming in to screw him over by now.

It didn't matter when he made it to Techno, however - a lean arm firmly finding its place around his broad shoulders. He felt safe, didn't even realize when his hand was replaced with his favorite sucker.

He could barely register grabbing his lunch - only an extra drink and a small serving of grapes, his dad had packed him a suitable enough lunch already.

He watched Techno grab a tray and pile it with the most he could without paying extra.

"Come with me really fast, I need to do something." Techno's deep voice snapped him out of whatever daze he was in - not quick enough it appeared, as Technoblade causally grabbed his hand to lead him along wherever he had to go. Sapnap couldn't say he minded, trailing easily along with a small smile on his face - however confused he was.

"Here heathens, enjoy." Techno dropped the tray without care at a table of people he couldn't see from being Techno's lanky frame. He did recognize the voice that shouted their gratitude though, Wilbur being ever grandiose as he proposed his thanks to his supposed twin.

He focused solely on the hand holding his, larger than his and slightly calloused. He didn't even know they had made it to the classroom until it disappeared from his vision.

After that it was almost a blur of silent conversation and the subtle tapping of fingertips on keyboards.

"Do you think Komos would've supported the death penalty?"

Sapnap hadn't choked so abruptly on a laugh in ages, his eventual response of "he would say he does if only to cause chaos" barely choked out and hardly coherent in the midst of his struggling giggles.

He desperately hopes this break would last just a little longer than it normally does, if only by a minute at least.

The change in dynamic between the two was slow - almost unnoticeably so, but a few things had stood out in an almost jarring contrast to their usual behavior.

Dream had seen the change with his own eyes almost over night.

It wasn't anything bad, nothing terribly drastic like deciding to be a delinquent suddenly or anything bad of the sort. It was more subdued - less obvious to anyone who wasn't looking for change - they talked more to each other, bumped shoulders in the hallways and smiled to one another whenever they caught eyes.

Dream, when he had first seen the interaction happen, was appalled. How dare Sapnap not tell him he had finally gotten with his long time crush? It was unbelievable, he had been rooting for him since he had introduced them.

He watched it develop quietly, the day after Sapnap's first partner working day had passed and he bothered the long haired man about every and any detail - none of which he had gotten, just to be clear.

He did get what he would say is cold, hard evidence, however.

Almost immediately after stepping into the lunch room, Dream had listened to Sapnap babble half heartedly around his the hand in his mouth (Sapnap forgot his daily five suckers and had practically chewed his hand raw already) about working in the classroom with Techno because "they needed the extra time", watching his best friend of literally forever break off and basically sprint to the line, where he then spotted Technoblade already looking over at them. He waiting patiently with a smile Dream thought Techno was incapable of doing.

He at least got the reassurance that no, Sapnap was not actually ditching him for a school project like some sort of asshole loser, and instead was trying to spend every second with his new boyfriend.

And that's what they were now - boyfriends. Because why else would Techno hand Sapnap a sucker that Dream knows is Sapnap's favorite - never mind the fact that he had apparently had the foresight to bring it considering Sapnap himself had forgotten them.

There's no way they aren't dating with Sapnap's fat crush having been raging on for two years now - they're huddled together for gods sake, Techno's arm wrapped securely around Sapnap's shoulder as the other boy punches playfully into his side, now grinning brightly around his hard candy.

He's even holding Sapnap's hand, massaging around the bite marks his friend has left dented into the poor appendage. It's so disgustingly domestic in a way that makes Dream's heart beat a little harder. It's cute, and Dream is upset he wasn't informed about it as soon as it happened.

Dream looks on for a little while longer, until he hears George scoff - "what an idiot, leaving us for his stupid boyfriend or whatever." He's quick to saunter off after the brunet, absentmindedly glancing back to the line.

At least Dream isn't alone in his thoughts - Dream was already confident in himself, but if George also thinks they're dating he knows he right.

Of course, with such confidence, it only takes him waiting for the next day to spread the news - eager to inform Sapnap's brother of the new development, because lord knows Sapnap wouldn't say anything if he didn't have to. He likes saving himself from embarrassment whenever he can, Dream knows this.

It calms him just slightly to know this much, still upset over not being told like he should've been but however less upset about it nonetheless.

"sap and the blade are finally dating"

When he slides the note to Punz during chemistry, the other blonds reaction is almost worth the attention it gather in the long run. At least Dream thinks so.

His knees jolts into the desk he sits at as he flinches and whips his head to Dream, having taken a solid several seconds to process the note in the first place.

It's hilarious, Dream thinks, until Punz's tablemate picks up the letter to see what had given the blond such a literal knee jerk reaction.

"Are they actually? Like deadass those two are finally together?" Boomer isn't quiet at all, and Dream regrets his decision of passing the information via note immediately.

Eventually, despite Dream's luck, the entire classroom and their second removed cousin knows. Snapchats and text messages passed around like an analogy Dream won't finish in his head because he's respectful like that.

By the time the lunch break rolls around, he swears the entire freshman and sophomore grade and then some knows about it - of course except for the two who should've known the news had been out in the first place.

Because Dream just has some sort of cursed luck.