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The device sat there on the bathroom counter, almost taunting him. Taunting him with having two lines turned into a plus.
Well fuck.
Dream has ever slept with two people in his life, and then said two people are his mates. So Dream didn’t know why he felt so scared.
He didn’t know why he felt like crying.
He and his mates have been with each other less than a couple months, of course Dream has known Techno and Wilbur for when they were teenagers but these two have been together way longer than with Dream.
They only once started a proper relationship when he caught them in a deep rut and decided to help them(lets ignore the fact he has probably been crushing them for a long time before that). Dream found it amusing that their ‘Alpha’ in them were too prideful to be a bottom and so Dream volunteered to help.
He had to have it explained to him, since well when it came to things about the whole secondly gender thing, Dream was a complete idiot about it.
Things were different from hybrids from the nether and end, where Wilbur and Techno are from, to the overworld where Dream was from.
Overworld hybrids don’t deal with things like ruts or heats as hard or have to deal with them at all (before being with his Alphas Dream didn’t even have his heats).
His mom and brother also weren’t the best help as they were both betas, he also basically grew up with non-hybrids and raised by demons who apparently deal with this stuff more differently (the only information that he remembers clearly is Sapnap paraphrasing something on the lines of “If an Alpha doesn't go out of their way to ask permission from a family member or pack to be with an omega and mate with them, they are a piece of shit human being and deserve to have their dick-chopped off .” Which he is pretty sure they just said in their ‘protective mode’, demons and demon hybrids tend to be that from his experience.)
Even so, Dream still agreed to help, and those two weeks came and passed. It was once their heat was over when they realized that things weren’t the same anymore. Wilbur practically had Dream on his lap while working on the script to just cuddle if he came to visit and Techno had a full-down meltdown when the end of disc saga and Tommy had to attack and degrade him, it scared him that something might have happened to his omega (it was all acting but his alpha didn’t know the difference). Since then they noticed that this was borderlining their relationship to friends with benefits to a more relationship status. Both of them did a whole cheesy thing where they tried to make a dinner to confess but they just ended up destroying the kitchen and Dream having to fix and cook for them instead.
It was nice, and Dream said yes to be with them, them claiming him when they were having sex.
The anxiety of the whole thing still ranged in his head.
His first relationship, his first mates.
And it all started just because they needed him, for their unbearable heats.
Dream wouldn’t be useful for them anymore, he would be pregnant and therefore cannot help them with their heats.
They claimed him but he still wonders if he is still just a fuck-toy, just somthing they needed because of biology. Something easily disregarded if things got complicated, like this.
Dream doesn't even know what to do as a pregnant omega! No one has ever explained it to him in great detail, other than the ‘don’t get pregnant!’ as a light-hearted joke if he were to ever go out as a teenager (usually from Skeepy and Bad giving him a borderline mama-bear glare).
He knows if that were to happen he would have his friends and family have his back and would help him but still. Lore has to happen, everyone has a schedule of what arcs are next and such, he would be such a bother.
Fuck fuck fuck he was suppose to help Quackity with the stream lore as well and also with Ranboo’s lore soon aswell.
Fuck fuck fuck he was fucking up everyhting and-
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He's pregnant.
Dream could only sink onto the floor and crumble into a tight ball.
He is pregnant with Technoblade and Wilbur Soot's kids.
“Oh fuck.”