We got out of the freezing water and sat on top of the grass.
Dream and I both decided it was best we waited to dry off until putting back on our clothing. And after we felt the cold breeze adding to our already shivering bodies we both agreed the best way to prevent us from getting hypothermia was using our body heat.
So there we sat in the grass, I was between his legs and my back was on his chest with his arms laced around my front. Occasionally he would play with my hair for a little.
It was peaceful watching the waterfall crash upon the lake. It was different being in the grass with Dream then it was with Tommy.
There we sat at a flower field filled with stillness, but here it was full of action and excitement. In a way it kind of felt like it represented my lives with each of them.
With Dream everything is always moving and inaction, but with Tommy it felt like every day was just repeating itself with nothing happening.
"(Y/n), if we are going to lead a country together, I think we need some better trust between us."
"How do you suppose we do that?"
"How about I confess something to you in exchange for you to confess something for me?"
I thought about it for a second, if I would be willing to share something with him. But if there is anytime to start opening up I guess it would be when I am already physically vulnerable as I was still in my undergarments.
I nodded my head, "You go first."
I felt him take a deep breath as his chest raised against my back.
"You remind me a lot of him. George I mean. I saw the passion you had for your country and it reminded me of the same passion he had when he was king. He cared for his people and when he died, I ruined every last thing he left me out of pure pain."
He paused a little, collecting himself before continuing, "I asked him if he would consider leaving the throne because the threats were getting serious, but he refused. So when he died I was so angry at him for not listening to me because anger is a lot easier emotion to feel then the agony I really felt of him leaving me. So I am sorry (Y/n) because when I saw the fire in your eyes and saw the sacrifice you would make for your country, I only saw my best friend. I have been so selfish because I have been grabbing on to anything that will fix what I have done to my country and I regret that it was you."
I soaked in his words like it was the heat from the sun. I never understood his obsession with me until now. How he would risk his life for me when he didn't truly know me. I wonder if it was a way of repent after not saving George's.
But I did feel flattered by the confidence he had in me. He truly believed that I would help repair his broken country.
"Which is why.." He reached for my left hand and took the ring off my finger. "To me you aren't my wife, you are my equal leader in the Dream SMP. But I will surely give this back to you, if things were to every change between us."
"Deal." I said softly at the thought that he would ever propose to me.
"Okay your turn."
Now it was my turn to take a deep breath, this was something that was eating at me since the day I saw Tommy.
"When I went to speak with Tommy and he said those hurtful things, I was a little relieved. When it first hit, it was like he was killing me slowly and my world was turning upside down. But deep down, I was relieved because then I would have had to finally choose whether I would stay or leave and Dream..."
I turn my head around to look at him in the eyes. "And I think the scariest part is I would've chosen you."
I could feel his chest as it stopped moving up and down.
He moved his hand and cupped my face with it. He reached his head lower to kiss me softly.
While the other times our kissing has been passionate and full of lust this was different. This time, it meant something.
I could no longer hear the waterfall or the surrounding animals, it was like the whole world stopped.
He pulled away from the kiss and moved to my cheek, and kissed it gently.
"Put on clothes, we have a dictator to meet."
I got up and put on my clothes. "Do you think he is going to come back for us?"
He didn't say anything, I assume he was trying to retain his anger towards the pigman.
"I will not let him take anything else I love, I promise." He walked over to me and kissed me on the forehead.
I tried to shake off what he just said to me. I am sure it was just a slip up.
Then we started our journey on our way back to my old home, but this time I made sure I packed a flint and steel.
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Arranged Marriage// dreamwastaken x reader
RomanceCaught in a war L'Manburg can't win, Wilbur offers up one last thing. You.