Yours Truly~ | YANDERE DREAM SMP X READER

(1) Fool

GROANING, a girl sat against a tree, clutching her slightly tussled (h/c) hair. Whispering to herself, she spoke in a questionable tone, quite a good question.

"w-what happened?"

The headache quickly subsided, and she took notice to a journal just outside the safety of the tree she sat under. Grabbing it, she quietly read the title to herself.

"Y/N L/N's Journal, Keep Out..?"

'Y/N'...that definitely sounded familiar. Perhaps that was her name? Taking a look around at her surroundings for the first time, she noticed she was in what looked to be a forest. 'How did I get here?' she attempted to think of any kind of past, whether it be how she ended up unconscious in a forest or any bit of her childhood, but somehow, she couldn't seem to recall it.

Groaning a bit more, she immediately stopped this action as it caused her headache to return. Instead, she took a look at the clothing she wore.

A blue sweater was what stood out the most to her, paired with a red, plaid, pleated skirt. She noticed teal stockings, with navy blue Mary Janes.

"this definitely isn't good for running."

she was in an unknown area, with potential danger, and Mary Janes of all things, paired with such-restricting-clothing made it nearly impossible to sprint away from any danger.

she prayed she needn't have to run.

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HE groaned in annoyance at the situation he had been put in. Why had he been so stupid as to get caught in someone's trap? He had simply gone on patrol for the day, and ended up triggering some trap that practically tied him to a tree with an ungodly amount of string.

His glasses had been knocked off of his head, the force was so strong. He silently cursed Sapnap for forcing him to trade duties today. His ankle was also in an abundant amount of pain, due to him tripping earlier in the woods. It was almost like adding salt to the wound, to now be forced to stand on that ankle while tied to a tree.

groggily, and almost delirious at this point due to the pain, he could've sworn he heard rustling from somewhere behind the tree he was tied to.

"please be Sapnap...or Dream..."

The delirious man whispered, as Sapnap and Dream were probably the only ones who would help him without trying to get something in return. They were his best friends. right?

Sadly, he couldn't communicate with them, as his radio had also fallen off of him from the force of the trap, and now lay beside his glasses.

He just wanted to be freed of this pain.

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SHE could have sworn she heard groaning from behind a tree in front of her. She stared at the tree, with a doe-eyed expression, and let out a soft whisper.