𝒟𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓂𝓈 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝒩𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉𝓂𝒶𝓇𝑒𝓈 - Dream x Reader

29. I Agree

Art by @ZapphireArts on Twitter

3rd Person Omniscient POV

Dream yawns and stretches in bed. He balls himself up against Y/N who laughs.

"Morning Dream."

"Morning," he says, his morning voice raspy and deep.

Y/N slips out of bed and quickly dresses in her black, assassin outfit. She grabs the mask lying on the nightstand and slips it over her face, raising her hood to cover her Y/H/C hair.

Dream sighs and walks over to her. He lifts the mask slightly so he can see the lower part of her face.

"Do you think Punz will agree?" he asks with concern laced in his voice.

"I think he will," she says. "But if you and him will get along, that's another problem."

"I'll try," Dream says and puts the mask back to cover her whole face.

Nightmare puts together a small meal of soup, bread, fruit, and water. She puts it all on a tray and walks down the hallway to Punz.

I hope Punz doesn't agree. I want to spend some time with Y/N and not worry about Punz getting in the way. I can see how he can be useful and he wouldn't betray a friend but he would betray me. He's already done it before.

Nightmare walks until she reaches the dark gray door. She unlocks it and steps inside.

Punz sits asleep in the chair. His head hangs down and he has several scratches.

Nightmare pulls a chair and a small table in front of him, resting the tray on the table and sitting in the chair.

"Punz," her menacing voice calls to him. "Wake up."

He awakes with a yelp and looks fearful but it quickly turns to anger.

"What do you want Nightmare," he spits out.

"Aww," Nightmare pulls off the mask and lowers her hood. "No good morning?"

"Fuck off," Punz simply says.

Y/N hangs the mask at her belt and pulls out a small knife.

"I'd watch your words if I were you Punzo," he shudders at the nickname as the blade traces his cheek gently.

"I'll try N/N," he says.
(N/N= Nickname)

Y/N walks around him for a bit before sitting in front of him.

She slices the bread into pieces and picks up the bowl. She stands in front of him, her legs brushing against his.

Y/N brings the bowl to his lips and he drinks hungrily, devouring half of it in one gulp.

She makes him wait a few minutes before allowing him to finish.

"Someone's hungry," she muses.

"Who's fault is that?" he grumbles, clearly annoyed. "I haven't eaten since yesterday at breakfast, and even that was just a piece of mutton."

"I found you after lunch yesterday. I assumed you ate lunch and that skipping dinner would be fine if I brought you something to eat the next morning."

Punz sighs angrily and Y/N picks up the small pieces of bread.

"Don't bite my fingers off," she warns.

Punz scoffs.

"I'll try."

This causes her to smile and he cracks one too.

"You'll try to what?" she asks. "Try to bite me or try not to?"