The All-Knowing Eye [Yan!DSMP x Reader]

II | CHAPTER 15: There's no vaccine to cure our dirty needs | II

FANART SECTION

The limbo!
Made by: Avery! 

________________________________________________________________________________

Time seems to go by even slower when you're wishing for it to pass quickly. Sure, you've already survived an hour in the shop with the three people, out of whom you dislike two, but it feels like a week. The worst is the fact that Hannah keeps trying to get everyone to actually communicate.

Now, you've never known Hannah all that well, so you can't say whether or not it's normal for her to do this, but she oddly enough constantly insists on talking about your problems. This is not at all necessary in your eyes, and you make this obvious to her as well. Dream knows what your problems with him are and you have voiced your opinion on his actions enough in the past, yet never has he actually listened to you and tried to understand what you went through: so why exactly should you listen to him? Crossed boundaries are crossed boundaries, no matter how terrible the life of the culprit is.

As soon as she realizes that it's useless, though, she just leaves you in the part of the shop where everyone is allowed to be, just to go to the room for staff only. This leaves you with Dream and Punz.

After a while, once you started feeling tired and your legs started tingling – which has never happened before due to the disease, so you hope this is not yet another symptom – you decided to sit down on the floor against the window. The creatures outside, which are most likely dangerous, do not seem to be paying any attention to the shop mostly, since they are mostly the black tall fuckers and the green explosive ones. Sure, there are a few zombies and skeletons, but the skeletons' arrows are nothing against the glass of the window and the zombies are not strong enough to actually break through either.

So, now you're sitting between a few lilies on the floor of a flower shop. Great. If only sleep would want to take you with it at a better time.

Dream and Punz have been silent ever since Hannah left, which is around ten minutes ago by now. Punz has simply been trying to distract himself and Dream, in any way possible, but Dream's attention keeps turning to you over and over, which is more than exhausting. You still have your gun near you, in case he tries anything, but you feel a heavy weight pulling your eyelids closed and you're unsure of how long you'll be able to fight that feeling.

God, you just want to sleep. You've been unable to do this for days now, so why does the ability to do so come back at the worst possible moment?

Dream notices it, though. Of course, he does. He knows you better than most, and he is an android capable of noticing the smallest details. And thus, he states the obvious. "You're tired." Punz, who seems to really be wishing to be somewhere else, sighs when Dream makes that comment, taking a step towards you. You scoff.

"Oh yeah? Am I, now?" Aimsey had already made clear to you that your exhaustion was visible. That was, after all, what led her to cancelling the meeting with KinoChronos, instead now being arranged tomorrow. So, hearing it from Dream, only makes you more pissed. Yes, you're tired, but you don't have to be reminded of it every hour.

And while Punz seems to bite his lip at your comment out of pure nerves, Dream does not take your words as a hint and just takes another step closer, which leads to you grabbing your gun and pointing it at him, even if you know that he does not consider that a threat either. "Come on, Y/N. You can hate me all you want, but we both know that you can't keep pointing a gun at me every time I speak."

You scoff, wanting to stand up but not finding the energy nor motivation to even try. "I'm pointing a gun at you for my own protection, Dream. You can say all you want but I don't want you to come closer, because God knows what you might try to do."