Becoming the Luna

Dream's eyes widen dramatically as he takes in his surrounding that he had woken up to, Dale is still fast asleep and somehow they had both gone from sleeping at the farthest end of the bed to being curled up right in the middle.

Although, he's definitely blaming the entire situation on Dale, it was the Alpha who was currently spooning him anyway, dark head angled to bury his face right in the crook of Dream's neck.

He had woken up to see Hayden freaking out and even worse Darian...

"Luna? Is everything okay?" Rapid footfalls get closer and Dream is about sure he's going to have an aneurysm.

Dale is refusing to let go or even wake up and Darian was sure to go ballistic if he came in and saw them like this.

His look of terror must have gotten to Hayden - bless the saint's soul - because he quickly shuts the door and leans against it.

"Y-yes, Da... Darian..." Hayden stutters shakily. "E-everything is... is just fine." He gulps.

Dream face palms, grateful that the blankets were bundled around them so he wasn't directly held snugly in Dale's arms, body pressed against body.

"Is Dream in there?" Darian was asking.

"Y-yes, he's fi... fine, he just slept... slept in." He excuses while Dream on the other hand was planning to wake Dale up and not in a sweet way.

Dream squirms around a bit until he's in the proper position and kicks out his legs, hard, propelling Dale off the bed where he hits the ground with an audible thud.

"Ow! Dream! I didn't snore." Dale complains hoarsely in his deep morning voice and this doesn't go by Darian undetected.

"What was that?" The Warrior asks suspiciously. "That's it! I'm coming in."

This wakes Dale up faster than a bucket of cold water, eyes wide in a panic, there was no doubt that Darian wouldn't hesitate to give him a black eye and break a couple bones if he found him in his younger brother's room.

With vigorous hand motions, they manage to direct Dale to hide in the closet which he barely does before Darian is charging in, dark blue eyes darting around.

"What do you want?" Dream grouches unhappily to his older brother, trying to fake irritation.

Darian deflates when there's no sign of anyone else but he doesn't let his guard down, still suspicious. "That's not important." He mutters darkly, sniffing around.

An out of place scent registers, a familiar one and he immediately throws open the bathroom door, peeking in.

Dream hops up from the bed at this, knowing that if he let Darian, he would find Dale and then things would blow out of proportion.

"Stop snooping around my room, Dar, there's nothing to see there." He intercepts the older, stepping in front of him.

Discreetly, he releases his scent to cover up the telltale traces of Dale's scent and hopes it doesn't give him away.

Darian gives him an inscrutable look before backing down. "Alright." He grinds out, ruffling Dream's hair before sweeping out.

Hayden just stands in the corner, trying to not give anything away, he heaves a big sigh of relief when Darian leaves which gets reciprocated by Dream.

Dale strolls out of the wardrobe, a sheepish look on his face.

Hayden just stares at the both of them, questions burning in his gray eyes. "Should I ask?" He prompts delicately.

"We..." Dale starts to say.

"It's not what you think and Dale is already leaving." Dream cuts in steadily, bundling Dale outside his room. "Try to not bump into my older brother." He tags on before slamming the door shut and resting his back against it, hair wild and chest heaving.

"Is that... Is that a hickey?" Hayden asks with wide eyes, clutching his sweater paws to his chest.

He hadn't ever thought about this and he wasn't sure how he felt about Dream and Dale together.

Horror drenches Dream's face as he freezes up, pupils dilating. "You're fucking kidding me?" He slaps both hands over his face.

"I'm not, here, come look in the mirror." Hayden pushes him there, amusement dancing in his eyes.

A sharp gasp let's rip from Dream's mouth when he peeks in the glass and sees that truly there's a telltale red mark just at the base of his neck beside his scent gland.

He curses violently, rubbing over the light teeth marks which only worsens the reddish stain on his otherwise clear skin.

"I'm going to murder him." He grits through his teeth.

"After we bake muffins." Hayden suggests, finger combing Dream's hair out.

He could vaguely guess about the hickey, after all he grew up with Dale, it's honestly not surprising.

"He said he couldn't sleep because of the thunderstorm and I let him sleep beside him only for him to stab me in the back!" Dream rants to Hayden who had asked about what exactly had happened.

"Technically, he bit you in the neck." Hayden shrugs.

Dream throws a dark look his friend's way, making a soft growling sound.

"Sorry, couldn't help myself." Hayden apologizes sheepishly, he also wanted to add that Dale is definitely not scared of thunderstorms but he's not about to ruin the Alpha's life, Dream was already pissed enough.

He hangs around for Dream to get clean and dresses after his friend had asked, Virgil was going to have the time of his life with this bit information anyway.

Something tugs on his attention as Dream yanks his jeans up but he doesn't want to stare so he quickly averts his face before it registers, the blonde ready in no time.

"Let's eat breakfast before we get started and no, you can't put bath soap in Dale's drink." He cuts the other off when he sees him sneaking out a suspicious bottle.

Dream had worn a turtle neck to hide his proof of Dale's betrayal, at this point he wouldn't even be surprised if the Alpha wasn't even scared of thunderstorms, he was going to get back at him, one way or another.

"You look scary, Dream." Hayden points out with a nervous smile.

"Good." Is all that he says.