"WHAT??"

"Unless one of you are admitting to telling Grian my number. It's the only explanation." Dream continued.

In other words, Techno was terrified. How could he have been so careless? He had assumed that Gri would have  Dream's number by now. He should have asked!

He continued to wear his pokerface. This would all be fine," Or maybe their friends with George. I know he has your number." Techno tried to play it off.

"Why would George? He would probably assume that Gri already has my number." Dream shrugs.

Techno shrugged back.

"I don't understand your reasoning. Why would they have to go to this school?" Sapnap asked.

Thank God, Sapnap just saved him. "How else would someone get my number? They have to know me personally." Damn.

"I guess that makes sense..." Sapnap trailed off," So what are you going to do? Question everyone who is in your contacts?"

Dream shrugged," I'm not-"

Thank God for the bell. He's not getting exposed today!

***

Me: Wilbur.

GuitarMan: ye?

Me: why did u call Dream

GuitarMan: I'm trying to help you! What happened?

Me: he suspects that his second soulmate goes to his school

GuitarMan: wHAT??

GuitarMan: Where did he get that idea???

Me: Gri doesn't have his #

GuitarMan: holy shit. I'm so fucking sorry

GuitarMan: bit of an oversight on my side

Message from Gr1an!

Me: give me a sec Grian is messaging me.

Gr1an: Are you okay??

Technothepig: what do you mean?

Gr1an: Dream and I are on call he's telling about Will calling him

Technothepig: bruhhh

Gr1an: ?

Technothepig: what am I going to do about this???

Technothepig: what if he decides to check peoples arms?? I can't exactly hide that!

Gr1an: ummm

Gr1an: I'll discourage him from doing that

Gr1an: ya know, cause it's a breach of others privacy.

Techno laid his phone down. This was all a mess. He shouldn't have spoken to Grian at all, then none of this would have happened. Damn it.

The knock at his front door shook him out of his stupor. He struggled to his feet and walked to the door. He was wearing his only short sleeved shirt do to the heat of the day.

Apparently a mistake.

He opened the door to reveal Dream. Who was on the phone with Grian. Who he had just been messaging. And now he could see his arm. Fuck.

Techno slammed the door and began panicking. How would he explain this?? How could he explain this? Would Dream be angry?

Techno sprinted upstairs, yanking his phone up from the bed. Staring at the contents.

Gr1an: Tech?

Gr1an: are you still there?

Gr1an: OMG IM SO SORRY!!

Gr1an: HE DIDN'T TELL ME WHERE HE WAS GOING JUST THAT HE WAS GOING TO A FRIENDS!!!

Technothepig: it's fine.

He watched as more messages popped up but he couldn't read them. There was a fog of tears clouding his vision. He trembled.

Then out of the corner of his eye he saw words start to appear on his right arm. Familiar handwriting in green.

'come back down to the door.'

'please'

'i want to talk to you'

Techno felt more sobs rack his body and thought of ways to get out of this.

If he wrote something giving off confusion Dream could just check his arm. If he stated 'no' he would still have to confront Dream tomorrow. So...

He grabbed a jacket and throw it on. If he had to confront Dream he would do it completely covered. Especially his arms.

He slowly opened the door, revealing Dream on his doorstep. He glanced up, eyes widening. He could hear Grians voice coming from Dream's phone.

"Come in, we'll talk."