WARNING: 18+ NSFW CONTENT AND LANGUAGE
TW:CRYING, HELLA KINKY ASS SHIT IN HERE SO IF YOU’RE UNCOMFY WITH THAT LEAVE (degrading, spitting, choking, etc.)
A/N: i was gonna wait until the vote thingy got a bit more noticed but i got too exited so i’m writing it now 🧍🏻♀️i’m sure i’ll make the other option as a different fic in the future though . ALSO, this is a storyline and that, don’t worry you’ll get your smut 🙄✋ but there’s an actual story here, so it’s pretty long.
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(this is inside of the dream smp world with an OC that i thought of a few days ago)
Diary entry #13, date: unknown
So much has happened, I don’t even know what day it is anymore. I haven’t seen him in months. I don’t know if i want to. I thought he was different than this, i thought he was... good. I think he was at one point, but.. i don’t know what happened. Something changed inside of him. He turned on everyone, just like he said.... he cut all attachments. Including his friends, his own family. Me. I remember laughing and talking for hours, running along the outskirts of the beautiful world we had made for ourselves. George, Sapnap, Dream, and Chloe. It was always us. Together. We’d chase each other around, pranking the others, movie nights. It was amazing... and then the world crumbled around me. George doesn’t know me anymore, I’m just a stranger to him. He got so caught up in being king, and ruling the server, that he pushed everyone out of his life. Everyone except for Dream, who had been the one to put him in that position. I knew something was wrong right then and there, that’s where I really saw Dream turn. After George was demoted from King, he never wanted to see Dream’s face again. George was hurt, but had no one. As for Dream, he didn’t seem to have a care in the world. I started to feel worried, concerned, scared. I thought George was Dream’s world, and he threw it away with no mercy. That’s when i realized that if he didn’t care for George... I doubt he cares for anyone but himself at all. Sapnap was the brightest of the group, the fiery one￼. All the light is gone, he’s now just a shadow. I reckon he’ll be gone within the year. I wish I could talk to him, help him... but everything is different now. I just can’t. And then there was one... dream. If I’m being honest, I loved him. He’s so was so-well, dreamy. He’d always be such a flirt, and he’d help me practice with crossbow, grabbing my hands, fitting them in the right places. Little things. Then it’s like a switch flipped, he used to be dream. Now he’s a fucking nightmare. I’m not one for sides, I didn’t hate L’manburg, but I wasn’t for it. I lived in a small apartment with.. them, outside of all the chaos. But after the first war, it seemed like you had to have sides. I didn’t want to partake in any of this, I just wanted to be happy. But happy is a hard thing to get in this nightmare of a place. I went with George and Dream and Sapnap, fighting against our opposites, but I wish I didn’t. Again with his, his words.. his manipulative ways. He got under my skin like he always did. And he convinced me to go with him. Everything is different now, everything is shitty. I just... I’m so hurt.
I paced around my room breathing deeply, deciding whether I should go see him or not. I need.. I need to see him again, just for closure, for answers. I have so many questions. It’s going to hurt me so badly to see him though.
My chest.. my heart just... hurts.
I got dressed in a regular outfit of a thick sweater and leggings, it’s really cold around here. Almost as if the weather copies our feelings. I arrived to the large, black building standing infront of me.. thinking about well, everything one more time before deciding to press the buzzer.
“Hello, this is Sam. I am the guard of this facility. Who am I speaking with and why are you here?”
I breathed deeply “Hey.... long time no see.”
“Chloe?” he asked.
“Yep.. I want to visit him.” I nervously scratched my hand as I waited.
“Alright, come through the portal and let me know when you’re through.”
I stepped into the deep purple and waited a moment, closing my eyes tightly because the portals always made me sick.
there was a moment of silence.
“Okay, you can come back through now.”
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath once again, stepping into the portal. I walked through and opened them.
“Hello..” he said from behind the counter.
“Hey..” I walked forward and up to the small podium.
“I didn’t think you’d ever come here. After everything.”
Yeah.. me fucking either.
“Yeah, I just.. I need closure.”￼
He came from behind the counter and stood next to me, rubbing my shoulder as he spoke.
“I’m sorry for everything. I’m sorry everything is the way that it is.”
There was true sincerity in his tone, I don’t know what came over me.. but I pulled him into a tight hug, we both needed it. He paused for a moment, but quickly hugged back. We stood for a few seconds, just hugging. I slowly pulled away and gave a weak smile. He returned to his spot behind the desk, sliding some papers onto the podium infront of me.
“Just sign those papers while I ask you some questions please.”
I quickly read through the forms
𝐵𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑜𝑟𝑚, 𝐼 𝑎𝑔𝑟𝑒𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑝𝑟𝑒𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑒𝑒𝑝 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑟𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑖𝑠𝑠𝑎𝑟𝑦 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑎𝑛𝑦 𝑜𝑓 𝑚𝑦 𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑐𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑟 𝑡𝑜 𝑒𝑠𝑐𝑎𝑝𝑒, 𝐼 𝑎𝑚 𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒 ℎ𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛 𝑢𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝑓𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑑
𝐼 𝑎𝑙𝑠𝑜 𝑒𝑥𝑐𝑒𝑝𝑡 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑖𝑓 𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑒 𝑖𝑠 𝑎 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑜𝑟 𝑝𝑟𝑜𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑚 𝑖𝑛 𝑠𝑒𝑐𝑢𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑦, 𝐼 𝑐𝑎𝑛 𝑏𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑡𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑢𝑝 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛 𝑑𝑎𝑦𝑠 𝑡𝑖𝑚𝑒.
𝐻𝑒𝑟𝑒𝑏𝑦 𝑠𝑖𝑔𝑛𝑒𝑑, __________
“Wow..seven days huh.” I said as I wrote my name on the line.
“Yeah.. just to be sure nothing goes wrong. So, do you understand that I, Awesamdude, am the ultimate authority on the ground of the prison?”
the questions went on and on, until we got to the very last one.
“Do you agree with the statement that the prisoner is deserving of being imprisoned?”
me heart sunk to my feet. I thought for a while about this question. I don’t even think I knew the answer.
I thought back again to old times, to the times where he was a friend.
“Chloe? Do you, or do you not agree with the statement that the prisoner is deserving of being imprisoned? Just a yes or no.”
I felt my eyes start to water. Why? Why is this hard to answer? He hurt so many people, he hurt George, he hurt Sapnap. Me. Why does this hurt so much?
“Y-yes... I do.” a slow, singular tear fell from my eye.
“I-I’m sorry I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” I wiped the tear from me cheek.
Sam frowned and explained, “It’s okay, I know it’s hard. This is all so strange. When George came to visit he cried too.”
i said nothing but calmed myself as I went into locker 1, putting all my stuff in the chest and getting the key. We went through all the searches, all the rules, until we finally met the lava.
“This is it, once I flip this switch the lava will retract, and you’ll move with the bridge to the other side. That’s where he is.”
My stomach lurched one more time as I realized that he is merely feet away from me, just on the other side of the lava.
He flipped the switch, as the lava slowly emptied.
There he was. He was sitting down, his arm resting on his knee as he sat in a corner. He looked up slowly as he saw the lava go down, and he met my gaze.
He quickly got up and stood as the bridge crossed over to him. I stepped off of the bridge and turned around, waving to sam as the lava rose again.
The lava filled the room around us, and then I turned.￼￼
He stared at me for what felt like hours, nothing directly to say.
There were so many things to be said, what do I say first. I don’t know.
Thoughts were running through my head at a mile a minute, I felt a hot tear flow down my face as I looked at him. He noticed the tear, immediately breaking one as well, pulling me into a deep, bone-crushing hug.
It was like a tidal wave, I couldn’t stop anything from happening. I couldn’t block my emotions anymore.
I pulled my arms around him, crying into his chest harder than I thought I ever could.
I cried loudly as he hugged me. He was crying too, but more of just tears coming down, no emotion upon his face besides the salty streams from his eyes. I cried and cried until my emotions came back to me. I quickly flowed from broken and hurt to pure anger. I was still crying, but less out of sadness.
I pushed him off of me quickly, him hitting the wall slightly with a confused face.
“i HATE you.” I don’t know what came over me, but all of my anger spilled over.
I punched him repeatedly on the chest, breaking down.
“Why. WHY. WHY DREAM? WHO ARE YOU ANYMORE? WHY DID YOU DO THIS?”
i screamed and yelled and cried.
A moment of actual emotion showed in him, his eyebrows scrunching as he frowned.
he tried to speak but I didn’t let him.
I was falling apart, I didn’t even try to compose myself. I was completely. utterly. breaking.
I punched and hit again and again, yelling.
“I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU”
until I was too tired to be angry anymore. I put my forehead to his chest, resting my hands on either side, whispering a weak last “I fucking hate you.” as I cried.
he’s strong, my weak punches couldn’t hurt him if I tried. I knew that, so I didn’t care how hard I punched him, I knew it didn’t hurt. But the thought did, I know it did. It was written all over his face. I never tried to hurt anyone no matter what. So he knew I was hurting, he knew I wouldn’t do that unless I meant my life over it.
We stood in silence for a few minutes, my head pressed against his chest as i wiped the tears from my face.
He took a deep breath in.
“I’m sorry.” he said as he wrapped his arms around me once again. I looked up to him, stepping back slowly.
“Sorry doesn’t mean much coming from you.” I said in a sad whisper.
He frowned again, “I deserve to be in here. I have to be in here. It’s for mine and everyone else’s good. I hurt everyone, including myself. I hurt you.”
another tear streamed down his face as he explained, but his tone of voice and expression somehow didn’t change.
“I got so obsessed with power, I turned into someone who I don’t even know. I told Tommy that I cut all my attachments off, but I lied. I lied to him and even myself. I told myself every day that I didn’t need anyone, that once I have power I’ll be happy. I was so far from right. I still needed friends, I still needed pets, I still needed family. I needed you. I shut myself out but I want to be better. I think this place will fucking ruin me. but i’ll be better in the end. I have to be here.”
There was full truth in his tone. Something I hadn’t heard in a long fucking time. I stared at him as he explained, his true colors coming back slightly for a moment. He showed emotion, empathy. He acted like Dream.
“I hope so, I needed you too and you left me. You left everyone. You used to me my friend. More than a friend.. i miss you and you’re standing right infront of me. I don’t miss you... i miss you. And I know you know the difference.” i said as he pulled me into yet another hug, wrapping his arms around my waist.
“I’m so, so, so so fucking sorry.”
his voice cracked as he said sorry, a sharp inhale coming from him as he cried again.
He’s actually... crying ? like.. crying crying. with emotions.
i didn’t say anything, but we hugged in silence.
“how do I know you’re not lying again.”
“what?” he asked surprised.
“I said.. how do I know you’re not lying. You’re like the biggest manipulator in the world. How do I know you’re not putting on a stupid show. I want to believe you but I- I can’t. How do I know, you’re not lying.”
I said in a serious tone.
He slowly stopped hugging me, pulling away and looking at me.
“I am not a manip- I mean it. I’m s-sorry.”
his tone quickly changed from “sad” to almost... annoyed?
my heart broke into pieces.
“Liar. You’re fucking lying. I know it. You’re a liar.”
I pushed him again, his back going against the wall.
“I am not a fucking liar.” he said, walking closer and closer to me until I was against the wall.
I want to fucking kill him right then and there, but something inside of me wants to.. to kiss him.
what is wrong with me.
“Yes you are. You’re stupid little powers don’t work anymore. You can’t trick me. You’re not powerful anymore. You’re noth-“ he interrupted me.
he wrapped his hand around my throat, tight.. but not enough to choke me.
“Shut the fuck up.” he whispered hungrily.
“Make me.” I fired back.
He grabbed my jaw and kissed me deeply.
I kissed back, what the hell is wrong with me. I shouldn’t be doing this.
I pulled out of the kiss practically gasping for air.
“you do it.”
I riled him up more and more with every word that came out of my mouth. He sighed angrily before he ripped my shirt over my head. He took his own off as well, immediately attacking my lips and neck with kisses once again. He kissed below my jaw, right where he always did, a small noise coming from my mouth. He looked at me, smirking.
“That easy huh..” he said with the same cocky smirk he always did.
“I fucking hate you.” I said, out of breath as he picked me up and carried me over to the sink. He set me down on top of it, standing in between my legs, so close to my face that our lips were just touching.
“Oh come on now. We both know that’s a lie.” he smiled as he spoke in a sultry tone, leaning into another kiss. His hands slid down my body, fitting perfectly into every curve. He slowly slid my leggings off, leaving me in just my undergarments. He looked me up and down with those piercing eyes of his, and scoffed.
“What did you fucking dress for the occasion?”
He laughed, referring to my matching lacey bra and underwear that I was wearing.
“Shut up. Like I’d come here just to fuck you.” i snapped back, squinting at him.
He simply smirked and kissed me once again. I rolled my eyes. He suddenly rubbed his hand along my clothed heat, giving me a sharp inhale.
“you’ve got a lot of nerve for someone who shuts up so quickly.” he growled. I said nothing.
He kissed down my chest and torso, kneeling as he got lower and lower, until he got to the band of my underwear. I could feel his warm breath against my inner thighs, his hands gripping them firmly. He looked up at me once more, I gave him a slight nod of consent. He slowly slid my underwear off and down to my feet, I eagerly kicked them off to the side. He smiled and rolled his eyes at me before taking his long middle finger and sliding it down my folds. He pulled his hands back, showing me the glistening liquid on his fingers.
“I’ve barely touched you yet and you’re already soaked. Fucking whore.” he growled.
I ran my fingers through his hair, him getting the hint as he ran his tongue up to my clit. I squirmed slightly, leaning my head against the wall as I closed my eyes. He plunged his tongue deep inside of my, then back to my clit, licking and kissing my dripping cunt. I was holding back moans, trying my hardest not to give him what he wanted. He groaned into me, sending vibrations through my entire body. I inhaled sharply.
I tried to stop the noises from coming out as my hips bucked. He noticed as he plunged a finger into me.
“What was that baby? What did you say? Come on now, don’t hide it. I know I drive you fucking crazy.”
He added a second finger, my hand covering my mouth as a slight noise escaped me, my hips bucking like crazy as his fingers fucked me. He licked my clit again and again, grabbing my wrist away from my mouth.
“Come on, be a good girl. Let it out, I know you want to. You need to.” he kissed my clit again, his fingers picking up the pace.
“F-f-Ohhhh FUCK.” I squeezed my thighs together slightly.
“There it is. I know you’re close. But maybe I don’t feel like being so nice today.” He whispered as he pulled his fingers out of me, leaving my inches away from cumming as the feeling drifted away. I whined from the lack of stimulation, bringing my own hand to my clit. He grabbed my wrist and pinned it above my head, shoving his fingers in my mouth. The taste of my own liquids filling my mouth.
“Did you really think I’d let you fucking do that. Pathetic. It seems you’ve forgotten how this goes.”
He pulled his fingers out of my mouth, kissing me before unbuckling his belt. He slid down his pants slowly, revealing his rock hard dick beneath the thin fabric of his boxers. ￼
“And you said I’m pathetic. You’re harder than this obsidian.” I scoffed. He even laughed a bit, but quickly wrapped his hand around my neck, whispering into my ear.
“We’ll see who’s begging who to cum later. That should decide who’s pathetic.” he said as he dragged his lips against my neck. I rolled my eyes once again.
He rubbed my clit slowly, bringing back a bit of the stimulation. I sat up straight, spreading my legs a bit wider. I got bold and took my finger, sliding it down to his boxers as I hooked them around my finger. I pulled them down slowly, his gaze going down to my hands. He kissed my again as his boxers fell down to his feet, my hand wrapping around his long cock. I stroked his dick a few times before he took my moment of dominance from me. He rubbed his hands against my throbbing heat spreading my excrement ￼onto himself by stroking his own dick. He let out a deep breath before rubbing his tip up and down my folds, pinning his hands above me on either side of my head. Our lips meeting each other’s once again as he slowly pushed himself into me. I let out a quiet moan as he stretched me out.
“Fuck” he whispered as his hips met mine. I paused for a moment, him moving ever so slowly as the pain turned to pleasure. I let out another moan, letting him know I had gotten used to the feeling. He rolled his hips faster with each thrust. “Ohhhhh y-yes.” I couldn’t stop the noise completely, but I kept it to a minimum.
“Come on, cut the bullshit. I know you want to scream my name. Fucking do it.” he whispered, pushing deeper and deeper into me. A whine came from my lips as a shoved my face into his shoulder.
“n-no. no.” I said as I struggled to keep my words straight. He built a steady pace now, pushing in and out of me quicker and quicker.
The smallest “fuck” whispering from him. He brought his thumb down to my clit, rubbing quickly in circles. I jerked and bucked my hips
“O- oohh-fff” I sounded like such an idiot, I tried to suppress￼ the moans but he was right. Like he fucking always was. I wanted to scream his name at the top of my lungs.
He huffed slightly “F-fine. You wanna be fucking bad? I’ll show you what bad girls get.”
He pushed into me quicker than before, which didn’t even seem possible, bringing my leg up over his shoulder.
He knew it would break me, it always did. The good ol’ leg over the shoulder. un-fair.
He rubbed my clit again, making it impossible for me not to do something.
“F-OHHHH FUCK. FUCK DREAM.” I practically cried. I couldn’t resist it anymore. He did it again. He won. Why does he always win.
“There we go. Just how it should be. You’re pathetic, I have you right at my f-finger tips. You’re such a little slut for me aren’t you? You can’t fucking resist screaming my name.” He breathed as he fucked me with no mercy.
I could tell I was getting to him, of course he would never say it. But the slightest stutters, pauses in words. I knew he couldn’t resist me either.
“fuckfuck-y-yes.” I gave up. He’s too good. I was squirming like crazy, my thighs squeezing around him. I wasn’t gonna tell him I was close... because he’ll do exactly what I think he’ll do.
“Oh you like it there? Yeah? I know you’re close. Don’t fucking lie to me you little brat.” he pulled out.
I whined practically about to beg for his dick before I stopped myself. He can’t win. He won’t. He scoffed at me as he pinned my hands above my head.
“I’m not touching you until you fucking beg like the whore you are.” he spoke against my lips.
He began stroking himself, looking me up and down. This time he didn’t hold back moans, because he knew it would be the death of me.
“Ohhhh fuck.” he said as he looked up to the ceiling, closing his eyes. I squeezed my thighs together, hoping for some stimulation. He breathed deeply. Why.
Why does he do this to me.
He stroked faster, looking into my eyes. “I could fucking walk away if I wanted to. I could leave right now and have Sam escort you out. Is that what you want? Do you wanna keep being a brat and get sent home?” his grip tightened on my wrists. A sharp breath coming from me. I stayed silent, the tiniest noise coming from me. “Okay, Sa-” he started to yell, but I stopped him.
i’ll never win.
He turned around and smirked..
“Please what? Please get Sam?”
“N-no. Please... Please Dream f-” i can’t even say it
I can’t just let him win like that.
He came closer to me and abruptly pushed a finger into me.
“FUCK- PLEASE... please fuck me dream i need to cum. Please. Fuck me dream i’m begging you.” I moaned loudly. He pulled his fingers out of me, scoffing.
“That’s all I needed to hear. Was that so hard? Maybe for a little brat like you. Not even you could resist. You’re such a little whore.”
“just shut up and fuck me.” i breathed.
He kissed me deeply and pushed back into me. A small moan coming from him. He immediately brought up the pace, the high slowly coming back. He lifted both of mylegs around his neck, practically fucking me into next year.
“YES- right there ohhh my ffffu- OH” I couldn’t stop anything from coming out. I just couldn’t.
“Are you gonna cum you fucking slut? Come on. Can you cum for daddy?” he asked as he rubbed my clit quickly. All I needed to hear was his voice and I was gone. My orgasm crashed into me like a tidal wave, my whole body jerking, my legs shaking violently. My walls tightened around him, and he groaned as he released his hot fluids into me. “ffFUCK” he said out of breath. “Ohh my fucking god.” I whispered as we slowly came down from our highs, him pulling his cock out slowly. He kneeled down and sucked on my heat, draining it of our mixed fluids. I moaned slightly from the over-stimulation. He stood back up and grabbed my jaw, making me look up at him.
“open.” he said with his mouth slightly full.
As if I were possessed, I listened for some un-godly reason. I parted my lips and stuck my tongue￼￼ out. He spit out the fluids which dripped from his lips and into my mouth. I swallowed as he slowly let go of my wrists which were still pinned above me. He did that stupid fucking smirk again. God I hate him.
“good girl.” he whispered as he grabbed a cloth.
I put my hand on my forehead, processing everything that just went down.
“What the fuck just happened.”
“Well... long story short, I fucked you so hard that you begged me to cum like a little bitch.” he hummed and smiled sarcastically. I rolled my eyes
“Jesus Christ, you’re the most cocky person on planet Earth.”
“and you like it.”
He came over to me with the damp cloth, and slowly cleaned me up, a slight smile on his face.
“better.” he winked.
I pulled my clothes back on as he slid his pants up and took a deep breath. I was met with his gaze again as I stood, thinking faster than I thought possible.
“Dream...” I asked quietly.
He turned his head towards me as he rinsed the cloth in the sink.
“Are you....still- are you still the bad guy?” I asked frowning.
He dropped the cloth in the sink and walked over to me, pushing my hair behind my ear. He smiled slightly.
“No... I’m not the bad guy anymore. I meant everything I said, I wasn’t lying. I wanna be better. I want Tommy to become my friend. I want this all to be over. I want peace. I wanna be happy with my friends. With you. I’m sorry.”
“Then why did you get so mad when I thought you could be lying.” I looked at my feet.
“I... I honestly don’t know. I’ve been in here for a while, I had no one. My emotions are all over the place. And i’m so fucking sorry. I wish there was a different word than sorry or apologize, I wish there was a way to say you’re sorry but mean it other than saying sorry. Whatever that word may be if it exists.. I feel it. I’m so sorry Chloe. Like I said, I deserve to be in here. I deserve this. I hurt everyone, but I’ll be better in the end, okay? I’ll be better. For everyone.” his eyes reflected the light of the lava in a forming tear, but he stopped it from coming down.
“Okay.” I whispered. He hugged me again, wrapping his big arms around me as I did the same. We hugged for minutes straight. Another tear flowed down my face as I took a sharp breath in. He looked down at me and frowned.
“Hey, no more crying okay? We’ve done enough of that today. I’ll be okay, I’m not allowed to have phone calls or anything like that.. but you can visit me once a month okay? It’s gonna be okay.” he hugged me once more as I wiped my tears. I stepped towards the other side of the gate when I looked at my hands.
“Oh shit.” I showed my purple and bruised wrists to dream.
“Oh my god, jesus I’m so sorry. Are you okay?” he asked as he examined my hands.
“Yes, I’m fine. More than okay after that... but what if Sam sees?” I asked as I pulled my sleeves down.
“Uhhhh.. I got nothing. Just.. h-hope he doesn’t?” he shrugged.
I laughed and palmed my forehead. “You’re such an idiot.”
Dream rolled his eyes and went over to grab my shoes, that’s when I noticed the many large nail marks on his back and shoulders.
“Oh hey, I guess it’s an eye for an eye.” I chuckled as I pointed to his back.
“What?” he asked confused.
“How do you not feel that? There’s scratches all down your back from...yeah.” I giggled.
“Oh, I don’t know I get all kinds of scratches. I’m used to it. Sam will only notice if I sleep without a shirt on.. so I guess I’ll just have to remember to um.. to wear my clothes.” he chuckled nervously as he rubbed his neck.
I smiled and gave him a big last hug as he handed me my shoes. Mid-hug, he paused...
He startled me. “Jesus, what?” I asked as I pulled back and looked at him.
“Shhhhhit.” he whispered as he looked around the room.
“What, tell me?” I asked worriedly.
He laughed out loud as he put his hands on his head. “I just remembered that Sam has an audio recorder in here￼￼￼.... HAH, he’s going to know that we fucked either way.￼” he covered his face.
“WHAT?? YOU DIDN’T REMEMBER THAT? SAM DIDN’T TELL ME THAT EITHER. FUCK FUCK FUCK.” I panicked, but also laughed.
“Ohhhh my god, thats BADDD. BUT SO FUNNY.” dream couldn’t catch his breath, he was laughing so hard.
“Oh my god, I’m gonna kill sam. Why would he even have that in here??” I asked.
“To make sure we’re not planning an escape or some shit. So odds are like.. 9/10 chance he’ll listen to it.” He rubbed his head again.
“Well shit then. Oh god oh god ew ew he’s gonna hear us fuck EW EW EW HE’S GONNA HEAR US FUCK AAAAAHHH” We laughed.
“Well uh... Heyyyy, Sam! We were just um.. we were wrestling! Nothing to see here! Or um.. hear.” we laughed as he talked to the wall.
We came over our laughter as it soon set in that I had to go.
“ So this is it huh. I guess I’ll see you in 30 days.. maybe more depending on what happens but, I’ll be here...” he frowned slightly.
“I’ll be home. 30 days.” I said as I hugged him.
“30 days.” he whispered.
I took a deep breath and walked over to the voice buzzer.
there was a moment of silence.
“Yeah I’m here. You ready to go home?” he asked nicely.
I took a deep breath in again, looking back at dream.
“Yeah... I am.”
“Alright one second.”
a few seconds passed.
“Okay, i’m on the other side of the lava. I’m gonna start draining it now”
There was a click, the lava slowly started to empty.
I looked back at dream again. He ran up and hugged me tightly one last time.
“Dream I-... I love you.” I said as the lava poured.
“I love you too.” He pulled me in by my jaw and kissed me deeply.
“30 days.” he whispered one final time just as the lava passed your heads.
He quizzed me back to the main room, giving his final goodbyes. Just before I entered the portal, I remembered.
“30 days. I’ll see you soon.” I waved as I stepped onto the bridge, the final contents of lava draining.
“I’m gonna start moving the bridge.” Sam yelled. I slowly moved farther and farther away from him, waving as I met the other side.￼￼
“Right this way.” he said as the lava rose again.
“Um... do you listen to all the audios from when people visit dream?” I questioned
He gave me a confused look. “Uhh most of the time. Why? Is something up?”
“Oh no it’s just-um... we talked about some private things and I didnt know it was-er- recorded.” I looked down at the ground.
“Oh yeah! That’s fine, but I will have to listen to it if he starts acting strange.”
“Okay... well goodbye, have a nice night.”
I said as I walked through the portal.
I got home and flopped on my bed.
what. a. day.
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