Phosphorescence | Eret x fem!reader [DISCONTINUED]

Lonliness? Who's She? [5]

"Now now, let's not get ahead of ourselves here," Eret says, humour in his deep voice. "We've still got much more to do. Starting off, Dream. Why don't the four of us work together to make something very... special," the tone he says special sends shivers down my spine.

"I think we should make a final control room, for the great battle that Wilbur is planning. I know you've been visiting him, talking to him. And today, you should make a threat. We can get a shit ton done tonight. Just get some obsidian, and I'll be to work," he finishes.

Dream replies, a grin growing on his face, "That would be splendid. Now what if we also have Y/N and George plant a load of TNT under L'Manburg."

A laugh emits from my throat as I tap in, "That would be a-fucking-mazing. I'm sure as long as George would like to help me out, we can probably plant enough TNT tonight." I kindly turn my gaze to said boy, "Do you want to help a poor soul destroy her country?"

He looks me in the eyes, taking off his glasses and hanging them on the collar of his shirt. A smile spreads across his face as he says, "Why, I think I will."

[time skip to 4:00 a.m.]

I run a hand through my hair while George wipes the beads of sweat off his forehead. I place down a piece of grass on top of all the TNT. We lucked out with nobody hearing us or waking up.

My eyes move to the sinking moon, "George, it was nice working with you. I hope we can do this again but, I'm afraid you must get back home before the sun rises."

"Unfortunately indeed," he tells me, wrapping me in a soft, warm hug. I hug back, being sure to be gentle. We separate, and I send him off with a pat on the back.

Instead of going to my bed, I slip into the much closer bed of Eret. He doesn't seem to mind as he slips beneath the covers as well, the two of us with our backs pressed against the other's. I allow the heaviness of my eyes take over. Two hours of sleep should be good enough.

[time skip to like 8 in the morning]

The warmth pressed against my back leaves, and I suddenly become aware of the world. The soft shuffles of Eret, the tiny snores of Tommy, the heavy breathing of Fundy and Tubbo. I blink open my eyes, rubbing away the sleep. I still feel tired, but get up anyways.

I slip out of the bed, yawning quietly. My feet slip into the work boots that I wear with my uniform. I snatch Eret's comb before he can grab it and swiftly run it through my hair, then passing it to him, blowing a quiet raspberry.

He let out a quiet exhale of amusement, his lips curling up slightly in a smile.

(Ok my cat wants to come in my room but it's like midnight and he just meowed so sadly I'm CRYING)

I bend down to tie my boots, moving the black lace through itself. As I pull the second knot together, I hear the quiet groan of someone else waking up. I tap Eret's shoulder and beckon for us to retreat to make it seem like we were talking.

"So how'd you sleep, Y/N?" Eret asks as we sit in the now dried grass. "I slept as well as I can with like, four hours of sleep," I lightly chortle. "How did you sleep, though, my dear friend?" I tack on the end.

"I slept very nicely, a little N/N (nickname) kept me warm all night," Eret's covered face turns to face me more directly, a smile breaking out. "Uh, well, um," I bite my lip, "your bed was right there and I thought you wouldn't mind and my bed was to far and I was about to fall asleep so I-"

He cuts me off, laughing gently, "Y/N, calm down, it just surprised me a little, but it's fine. You never need to feel like you've done something wrong around me if you did something like that. I'll be here for you, and if you ever don't feel safe in your own bed, you can just pop in mine."

Glowy eyes is a saviour. "Wait, don't we have to build the," my voice lowers to a whisper, "final control room tonight? Dream is making his threat today." Eret nods his head. "Before any of that stuff, I'm gonna have fun with Fundy today, wanna know what I'm gonna do to him, Er?"

"What are you going to do with Fundy, Y/N?" Eret smiles down at me, like a big brother would a little sister that wants to learn about his interests. I beam up at him, "I'm gonna brush his tail and put flowers in it! Wouldn't he look adorable, oooo what if I made him a flower crown and replaced his hat with that. That would be so cute yes I'm doing it!"

Speaking of Fundy, I notice an orange head weaving through the beds. His capped head turns in the direction of Eret and I, and I wave him over. Eret huffs at that, and I flick his forehead.

"Fundy!" I whisper yell to him, patting the ground beside me for him to sit. The vibrations of his footsteps send tremors through my body, and he gingerly parts the grass as he sits.

As I tell Fundy what I plan to do today, on my left I feel a heat creep closer and closer. Eventually I feel a warm hand entangle itself with mine and a chin on my shoulder. I look from Fundy to the soft presence of Eret on my shoulder.

"Hello? Do you need anything sir?" I smirk at him as he shakes his head. (Oh yeah, I'm just using he/him pronouns for Eret bc it's just easier than switching about) "He's been creeping closer and closer this whole time," Fundy laughs out. I raise my eyebrows at the man adorning glasses. In a teasing tone I ask, "Is this true, Er?"

The only response I got was a small smirk spreading across his face gently. I see a light blush on his face as he nestles into my neck. I turn back to Fundy, resuming our previous conversation.

[time skip to about 30 minutes later]

I gently bop Eret's head,  and as he looks up, I can see down his glasses from my angle. The man blinks several times, and then adjusts his angle to see my face. "Mmm, what?" he asks, his voice having the slightest rasp.

"I'm going to get up," I smile down at him, lightly brushing his cheek with my thumb. He smiles up at me, that goddamn smile. He sits up, peeling away from me with reluctance. "What're you going to do?" Eret asks Fundy and I.

"Well I believe Y/N wants to brush my tail and decorate it for me," Fundy answers with a nervous laugh. "Ohhh," Eret responds nodding a little as he adds, "Y/N can you make me a flower crown while you're gone? That would be adorable."

He smiles at me, and I feel slightly flustered as I answer. "I- I guess so," I feel a small, nervous smile trace my lips. I hear Fundy gasp, "Y/N has a soft spot for Eret? S/N (ship name) confirmed?"

"No!" I exclaim, hitting the fox hybrid's arm playfully. By now the usual buzz of activity that looms about has appeared. I tumble into a fake fight with Fundy, and we tumble down a hill. I let out a small screech, Fundy letting out a shout as we move.

As we turn again, I realise that we both are clinging to each other, moving faster and faster, the hill seeming to have no end. We start rolling up another hill, only to lose our momentum- thank god -and begin to roll to the small valley.

(GUYS I HAVE AN ARIZONA CAN AND I POKED IT WITH TACS AND NOW IT HAS TITTIES AND A PENIS!)

We finally, stop, having succumb to the humour of the situation, we begin to laugh and giggle. The fox boy's tail beat against the ground happily, his hat falling off to show more of a happy face.

The two of us are so absorbed in our laughter that we didn't notice the tall leader, Wilbur, walk up to us with a green figure following.