Techno and you and been dating for a while in your school, it was pretty much just a “put two and two together” thing for people since they were fine with not outright saying I’m dating someone unless they were being bothered.

Techno had gotten into a fight with Dream on the football field again and he now has a black eye. So at lunch you slipped into the sets next to him outside while waiting for the rest of your friend group.

“Hey, how you feeling?” You asked.

“My eye hurts.” Techno sighs.

“Oh yeah, which one?” You tease.

“Cute.” Techno deadpans.

It’s silent for a few months before he spoke again. “I want tea, or coffee.”

“What’s the magic word?” You smiled, moving some hair behind his ear.

“Get me some coffee?” He says jokingly rude, you simply raise a brow and he pouts. “Please?”