𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒔 - Dream x Reader

71. Running

**Okay, firstly, school's out. I'm determined to finish this fic for good this time. Tbh I never truly planned this out since it was based on area codes with the whole texting thing after the fic was taken down.

Second, if you aren't aware yet, Dream has a girlfriend. I don't know what his boundaries will be regarding shipping with the reader but I really want to finish this.

I hope to be releasing a chapter every week but the exact number of chapters left is unknown to me. **

Dream POV

3 days ago...

Take #1

"Okay, 3... 2... 1... GO!"

I turn and sprint in the opposite direction, aiming for the grove of dark oak trees. I mange to punch one log before a hit from behind knocks me away, doing 2 hearts of damage.

"Oh my god," I grumble, turning to punch the avatar behind me. They respond by punching me back.

Watching my health slowly drop, I turn to run.

"Come back here Dream!"

I punch from the side knocks me toward the left and my heart drops, staring at the edge of the cliff.

"No!"

I second punch sends me off the edge toward the stone blocks below.

Dream fell from a high place.

"Fuck!"

I bury my face in my hands as the death message flashes once again.

"Alright, let's try again."

Take #2

The world loads in and I immediately register the red-orange pixels of lava covering the bottom of the screen.

"What?!"

"HAHAHAHA!"

"CALLAHAN!" I scream as both of us die. "WHAT IS THIS SEED?!"

I glance over at my second monitor to see the typing indicator flashing. A second later, a single word pops up.

haha

"NOT funny. We need to record this manhunt, it's been delayed enough as it is."

"And whose fault is that?" Y/N asks, the faint crack and hiss of a soda can opening is followed by her annoy chugging sounds. "I think I remember SOMEONE sleeping from sunrise to sunset every day for a week."

"That was different," I defend. "I got sick."

Correction, Y/N had gotten me sick.

But somehow she had NO symptoms while I'd been dying in bed for the last week but a cough so bad I could feel it lungs rattling.

"You have the immune system of a Victorian child." Y/N continues as Callahan listens in the call, occasionally typing reactions like "ooooh" and "couple fight" in the discord.

"Hey YOU brought this disease into the house. Maybe you shouldn't have come so I wouldn't get sick."

It was a joke, I tell myself.

A joke.

Y/N makes jokes all the time. So it's only fair I make them back right?

It was light-hearted. Harmless.

She knew I was happy to see her. She knew I wanted her here.

"Maybe," she replied, sounding a little too serious for my liking.