𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒩𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈 - Dream x Reader

4. I Trust You

Art by @inozuart on Twitter

Dream POV

I watch the lava for hours, waiting for it to fall again. Soon, it does.

Y/N moves across the bridge but she's also carrying 4 buckets of water as she steps onto it.

I watch her warily as she sets the buckets off to the side and crouches in front of me.

"Hey Dream," she says.

"Hey," I mumble back.

"What's with the buckets?"

"You'll see."

She comes closer and pulls out a black key.

"Turn around."

I obey and feel the key inserting itself into the lock on my wrists. The chains fall away with a clank. I turn to face her and rub my sore wrists that are red and raw from the chains.

The key goes back into her belt and she grabs one of the buckets.

She takes my hands gently and places them in the water. I gasp out with pain and but she holds tighter and continues to soak them.

After rinsing them, she takes out a small vile of some pink liquid.

"What's that?" I ask watching her unstop the vile and swirl the liquid around.

"Healing potion."

Y/N places my hands in her left palm and slowly pours the pink liquid onto my wrists.

I expect it to hurt but instead, I feel a pleasant tingling sensation. Once she finishes pouring, she wraps them up in bandages.

Then from her belt, she pulls a pair of shiny new shackles. I groan slightly expecting to have my hands free but she shakes her head.

"I'm sorry, it's just that you'll be able to move them more freely in front of you this time"

That sounds much better I guess. She clasps the bands against my wrists and attaches a chain to each of them. After detaching the old chain, she reattaches the new one to the metal plate.

I look up and smile at her but then she places her palm on my chest and pushes me to the ground gently.

"Wait what are you doing?"

Y/N ignores me and unclasps the chains in my ankles. She cleans, heals, and bandages them as well only she doesn't use new chains.

With me still lying on my back, she moves closer and inserts a key into the lock that holds the band around my neck. It falls to the ground and she dips a cloth into the water. Gently rubbing it on my bruised neck.

The gentle brush of her fingertips.
The sound of her cleaning the chains.
The healing potion slowly spreading around.
Wrapping white bandages around my neck.

"That too tight?" she asks.

"No, it's good," I say.

Shit, why is my face so hot?

"You're red," she says accusingly.

"I am not!" I retort and huff as I feel the band click into place again.

"You are," she whispers into my ear and I feel myself getting warm again.

"Fuck off," I say.

"You're getting brave," she muses. "With any other guard, they wouldn't take it but I'll let you."

"I only did because you were teasing me."

"I'm not wrong though."

"Just shut up," I say lightly pushing her.

She laughs and puts something in my hand. A piece of steak.

What? I haven't had one in so long. I used to eat them all the time.

"Steak?"

"Don't let the other guards know," she says with a wink.

I nod and eat the steak quickly, I instantly feel more energized.

"Feel better?"

"Yeah, loads."

We sit in awkward silence for a few minutes just watching the lava fall slowly.

"Y/N," I say.

"Hm?" She turns to face me.

"Talk to me."

"What do you want to talk about?"

"I don't know, just tell me stuff I want to know."

"Alright, what do you want to know?"

"What day is it?"

"Wednesday."

"What's the date?"

"It's March 14."

"How's Sapnap and George?"

"I honestly don't know. I avoid people and don't talk to them so I don't know how they're doing but I assume they're doing good."

"What do you do every day?"

"Spend time with you."

"Like being a guard, what do you do in the prison?"

"I usually get to the prison around 6 am and I feed your breakfast around 8 am. I patrol for a bit or maybe stay with you if you want. I leave and feed you lunch around 1 pm. I feed you dinner around 8 pm and I leave the prison to go to sleep around 9 pm."

"So you're here every day?"

"Yeah, Bad and Ant aren't always here so it's just me and Sam who are consistent. Both of us basically have nothing else to do but keep you from escaping."

"Could I ask you to let me have things in here?"

"Depends, I also have to clear it with Sam. What are you thinking of?"

"A clock to keep time, a calendar, a journal, some more quills and ink, and maybe somewhere to sleep." I fiddle with my chains.

"I'll see what I can do."

"Why do you care so much about me?" I ask hoping to get a good response.

"I just don't like seeing people getting treated worse than they deserve. I don't think you deserve to be barely surviving and get tortured weekly on top of that."

Not what I wanted to hear.

"Can I ever go outside?"

"We could arrange that, but all the guards would have to be here."

"Could I take a shower and maybe have them clean the cell?"

"I'll ask."

"Thank you."

I yawn.

"Tired?"

"Yeah."

"I mean it is 9:30 pm right now so you should be tired," Y/N says checking her watch.

"I never used to need sleep but now suddenly I need so much."

She strokes my hair softly as I lie down in the corner.

"It's because you're eating less so you need to sleep more for energy."

I nod and curl into a ball.

"Want me to stay?"

"Yeah, I mean just until I fall asleep"

"You sure?"

"Positive."

I close my eyes. After a few minutes, I say the magical phrase.

"I trust you."

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Hmmm, does Dream feel something for you?

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