Dream Smp x Male Reader

Tubbo x Non-Binary Reader

They / them
Reader is a warden at the prison
Reader is Dream's brother

Y/n pov

Me, Tommy and Tubbo were sat at our bench, we were talking and joking around, the air once stiff with tension now unwinded. We spent long times alone, Tommy busy for revenge, Tubbo off doing his own thing and me... what have I been doing? I've been sat in my room, watching the clock tick, counting down the days until my brother Dream manages to escape. I worked as a guard at the prison... After Tommy's death that is.

Now with Dream out I was let off... I thought maybe tubbo and Tommy needed help distraction from everything at this point.

"So what happened with the prison break?"
"Hm?"
"Yeah I'm interested in that too, like how was it planned?"
"...Well Techno snuck in from under the prison, drinking milk. The effect was gone long enough to break through to the lava, with fire resistance he snuck up to Dream. After they blew up some shit and got Conner and Ranboo they left again, Sam, me and Bad along with most of the smp waiting for them... then..."
"Then what? Is that when ranboo died?"
"Fuck off!"

...

"What?"

Tubbo ran off, tears forming in his eyes as he did so, me and Tommy frozen in confusion and panic

"Did I say something?"
"I think it's because of Ranboo Tommy..."
"What about it?"
"Maybe he didn't like the tone... I'm not sure Tommy"

...

"Could you maybe... ask if he's okay for me?"
"Why don't you Tommy, he probably wants to hear an apology from you"
"I don't think he wants to see me right now"
"... fine, I'll tell you how it goes."

I got up from the floor and started walking toward Tubbo's house

~ At Tubbo's ~

I walked into their mansion, hearing music blare from upstairs, I looked around to see a cabinet wide open with alcohol in it. I walked upstairs and my breathing sped up as I thought about what might have happened

...

What if he drank the alcohol?
I don't want another Schlatt...
Schlatt?
No he's not like Schlatt. Schlatt's a bastard
...Tubbo's not a bastard...Right?

...

I opened the door and saw tubbo, messily cleaning his room, a bottle of vodka in his hand as he danced around the room, occasionally dropping some of the alcohol on the floor. I walked over and took it from his hand, he looked at me with a look I've never quite seen from tubbo...He looked... angry, yes I've seen him angry but not- not at me before

I felt myself recoil and shrink, feeling intimidated as he raised his hand and...

I fell to the floor, the glass bottle shattering as the overwhelming music started to muffle, a faint but growing ringing replacing it. I felt blood pour from my hand which held the bottle, a stinging sensation present in my hand and face as I felt my breathing break more as I thought about Schlatt

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"YOUR A REAL BITCH YOU KNOW THAT Y/N?!"
"FUCK OFF SCHLATT, DO YOU WANT TO FUCKING DIE OF ALCOHOL POISONING? BECAUSE IF YOU DO BE MY GUEST AND DRINK ANOTHER BOTTLE!"
"YOU DONT CONTROL ME SO SHUT UP!"

He took the bottle from my hands and slapped me, me falling to the floor in panic, shuffling away from him

...

I did the same for tubbo and shuffled into the wall in fear, tears staining my vision as I looked up in fear. I saw him walk closer and put my arms infront of my face, expecting him to kick me but when i saw he didn't I looked up slightly zoning out as I thought back to Schlatt

...

When I zoned back in the music had been paused, Tubbo was sat opposite me on the other side of the room, crying into his knees. I got up carefully, my legs almost giving out as I walked over toward him, putting a hand on his shoulder before he pulled it away

"NO! I don't- I don't want to hurt you!"
"I'm alright tubbo, look at me okay, I can help you through this okay? I love you, your my best friend... I care about you tubbo, I'll get you help okay?"
"You promise?"
"I promise tubbo, now let's get this cleaned up, okay?"
"Then can we watch a movie?"
"Of course Tubbo"

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