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❝ sixteen ❞

"back to l'manberg."

purpled raises his eyebrows in surprise. "you know there's some weird ass vines growing around there, right?"

camille laughs sarcastically. "haha." she pushes the gate open, going through. purpled stops, watching her.

"why're you going back?"

"i'm sick of dream."

"but you're putting your life in danger, camille."

"dream hurt me. lied to me. i hate being betrayed."

purpled laughs darkly. "ironic, isn't it? you betrayed the smp, and now you're here, mad about dream betraying you."

camille's nostrils flare, and she turns around. "bye, purpled."

***

"she did what?"

"yeah, man. you need to sort shit out with her. she could catch the infection."

dream frustratedly runs his hands through his hair. "god, she's so fucking troublesome."

purpled nudges him. "maybe go talk things out with her?"

"yeah yeah." dream grumbles, already leaving.

***

dream wanders around l'manberg, staying far away from the camarvan. "CAMILLE?" he calls.

the sun beats down on him, and all he wants to do is sit down in the shade of l'mantree. but he continues his search, determined to find camille and get out of there. there was one last place he hadn't checked yet. tommy's house.

he pushes open the stiff door, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness. "why doesn't this fucking child have any windows or lights." he mutters.

rays of sunlight spill through the door, showing the dust that flies into the air when dream walks. tommy obviously hadn't cleaned his home in a long time, even when he was staying there.

"camille?"

he peeks into the disc room, dismayed to find it empty. he then climbs down the ladder to tommy's mine, but stops at his 'secret' war room. dream walks over to sign-covered wall and brushes the dust off one of the signs.

dream laughs lightly as he reads the sign inscribed with, "purpled. murdered me, shit at minecraft." he clicks his tongue at the last line. minecraft? what in the world's a minecraft?

he reads all the signs, then sighs, realising he got distracted. he glances around the room one last time. "camille? are you here?"

"how'd you find me." her voice is muffled, and monotone, but she's here.

"camille!" dream exclaims.

camille breaks out of the wall, looking exhausted. "why're you here?"

"we need to talk, camille."

"no. there's nothing to talk about."

"you came out of your hiding place. a part of you wanted to talk to me."

camille hesitates, then inhales deeply. "fine. you want a fight? you've got one. why didn't you tell me you were gonna use nukes to blow up l'manberg?"

"because i knew how you would react! i knew you were gonna get pissed, say i betrayed you and run off. i know you, camille."

camille scoffs. "oh, so now you can predict my every move? what am i gonna do next, hm?"

"um... forgive me?"

"okay, fine. i get it. you were scared of how i was gonna react. but my home. you were gonna blow up my home? were you that insistent on not even finding a solution?"

dream hesitates, a wave of tiredness suddenly washing over him. "we had this argument already, camille. i can't keep doing this! i'm not gonna have the same arguments over and over. it's not gonna get us anywhere."

camille's eyes glisten. "pause?" she asks, her lips curving into a slight smile, her eyebrows furrowing.

"pause." dream strides forward, brings her face to his and kisses her.

when they were in the dream smp together, and they were friends, the two of them came up with a 'pause' system. this meant that whenever they got into an argument, if it got out of hand, one of them would say pause, and the argument would be on hold, until they were ready to continue it.

camille pulls away, resting her forehead against his. "i love you so much, dream."

"i love you too, camille. we should really get out of here."

camille looks around the war room, sighing. "i really don't want to leave."

dream plays with camille's hair. "i know. but it's dangerous."

camille looks up at him. "alright. let's go."

***

the two of them sit in the room in silence. they both know it's the perfect time to unpause, but neither of them want to.

dream stretches then walks over to his bed. "g'night." he calls, getting under the covers and leaving his mask on the side table.

camille's confused as to why they didn't unpause, but she's glad they didn't. she decided all she wanted was one more night without an argument. she climbs into bed with him, cuddling against him. he spoons her, inhaling her fruity scent.

"goodnight." she says contently.

***

a/n: if you recognise the 'pause and unpause' thing, you're legen— wait for it, —dary. legendary!

i love you all, make sure to take care of yourself <3