traitor -dreamwastaken-

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THANK YOU FOR 100 VOTESSSSSSSS
A THIRD CHAPTER IN THE SPAN OF TWO DAYS WHAT'S HAPPENING
ALSO THE SONG ABOVE, YOU'LL KNOW WHEN TO PLAY IT (BUT I'LL ALSO GIVE A HEADS UP). I PERSONALLY DON'T USUALLY LISTEN TO THE SONGS WHEN AUTHORS PUT IT IN, BUT I KNOW PPL WHO DO SO HERE TAKE MY LOVE:D

TW: MILD PANIC ATTACK

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thorn smiled as she finished tying the corset around the dress.

she had gotten over the surprise and embarrassment from dream earlier and had quickly washed up. downstairs she could hear the rumbling of tables being moved in what she presumed the ball room.

thorn smiled again and looked at herself in the mirror, spinning slightly to see the dress. it has been a very long while since she dressed up for herself. the last few times had been something she had wanted to forget.

a knock on the door interrupted her sad thoughts. thorn hurried over to the door and opened it to see sapnap.

he was dress up in a nice black and white suit, with his familiar white bandana around his head. his sword wasn't visible, but thorn knew he had weapons on him.

sapnap smiled, gave a bow, and held an arm out to her.

"hullo m'lady, i was sent to escort you downstairs" he said, eyes sparkling with joy

"alright my good gentleman, let us go" thorn said, taking his arm.

together they walked down the stairs, talking and laughing.

when they reached the ballroom thorn gasped in amazement. it had been transformed into a place where people were twirling and dancings, and chatting and snacking. in the center was the dance floor, and around the edges were tables lined with food. the aura in the room was bright, warm and welcoming, and several people gave thorn smiles.

it was overwhelming.

all the people, all the lights flashed in her eyes, the colours spinning. the voices grew louder and louder, and her smile turned into gritted teeth. she tried to suck it up and pretend that her head wasn't pounding, and smiled at sapnap.

it was more like a grimace.

thorn glanced back at the dancers, and her vision seemed to double. she stumbled.

"i- i just- i need some air" thorn stuttered out to sapnap and speed walked to the edge of the room, where she noticed some balconies.

she ran outside the glass door to the edge, and leaned on the railing.

outside her head cleared a bit, although the panic didn't go down. on the balcony she could feel the cold, clean air and took deep gulps of it.

deep breath after deep breath; she slowly calmed herself down enough to notice her surroundings.

it was dark, only lit by a small lamp and the light from the window. the stars and the moon were bright and beautiful. thorn could hear the music playing from the ballroom.

she turned around to face the room, and stared through the glass door. everyone was smiling and having fun. thorn could see wilbur dipping niki, both of them laughing. george and sapnap were shoving each other while someone she had not seen before cheered.

she has never felt more alone.

with a sigh, thorn turned back and stared into the night, listening to the music streaming through the door.

she stayed out there by herself for a while, sitting in the night thinking. it was only interrupted by the door opening and someone walking out to stand beside her.

the tall height and the scent of snow cued her into knowing who it was.

dream.

he was wearing black suit pants and a black dress shirt, but had his armor on top and his sword was in his sheath. his dress shirt was worn informally, with his sleeves rolled up to show his forearms and his collar unbuttoned to show his chest. it was so effortlessly hot.

(A/N I DON'T USUALLY PUT A/N IN BUT WHAT I'M IMAGINING IS TOO SEXC TO NOT HAVE ONE)

they stood together, staring into the dark, in silence for a while. neither one wanting to start talking.

it was dream who broke the quiet first.

"what are you doing out here? i thought you would be inside enjoying the luxury" he says, almost bitterly.

what do i say? do i lie?

"it's just not my scene" thorn lies smoothly.

she loved being apart of something, and that something was l'manburg. but out in the ballroom she felt like an outsider, and intruder, a monster among men.

monster

"not even the dancing? you fight very gracefully, and dancing isn't far from that" he says, shuffling closer to her to be able to talk better.

"i do enjoy to dance, i just can't" she says awkwardly.

"why not?"

"i can't actually dance" thorn says shyly.

"wow" says dream, and they continue to stand there in silence, locked in their thoughts.

inside the ballroom the song changed. instead of a fast beat happy dance, it became slow.

PLAY SONG:D

"well m'lady, can i have this dance" dream says, bowing and extending a hand.

thorn nodded and took his hand. he spun her before getting into slow dance position, thorn just laughed at his cheesiness. they started rocking to the beat, slowly spinning in a circle.

"i apologize if i step onto your feet" thorn said, smiling underneath her mask.

dream let out a wheeze like laugh, bring smiles to both of their faces.

"i'm smiling right now" thorn says, her eyes full of joy.

"so am i" responded dream.

they continued dancing for the rest of the night, seeking the warmth and comfort the other provided while the party raged on inside the ball room.

as they swayed in the quiet, both their hearts grew. unbeknownst to them, both their walls had cracked.

above the pair the night shimmered peacefully, showing a hope for what was to come

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you might've gotten a update notif earlier, that was a character chapter! it has a little more info on some of my characters and the CCs
pine (dream) and snow (thorn) scents;)
in all my chapters: references go brr
if you can't tell, i write these little notes as i'm writing this book, i wrote this note right before they started dancing bc i got distracted with edits:)
POG THREAM IS STARTING like a lawnmower BRRRRR

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'language is scary when over-analysed
every word that i say seems far too contrived
what are your intentions? i'm ashamed by mine
when i'm thinking too much, i realise i'm unkind"

i am shit - crywank

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