"𝘿𝙊𝙉'𝙏 𝙏𝙍𝙔 𝙏𝙊 𝙏𝙃𝙍𝙀𝘼𝙏𝙀𝙉 𝙈𝙀" Mcyt x reader

☕🌸 dream

⚠️Trigger warning⚠️
Bugs, blood and swearing

You were assigned male at birth and present more masculine :]

Y/N is Your Name
H/C is Hair Colour
F/C is Favorite Colour

I hope you enjoy :D

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You were panting uncontrollably, you always hated running. And now, with a fucking psychopath chasing you through the forest? You should've payed more attention in gym class on how to regulate your breathing. You felt tears prick the corner of your eyes, begging to fall. You continued running, occasionally using your F/C sweatshirt to wipe your teary eyes. Eventually you heard the man behind you laugh. You squeaked at the laugh, you always got scared easily by laughing. Like his.

"C'mon Y/N~ I'm faster than you. Give up and give me a hug." You didn't give in. If Dream was so obsessed he wouldn't hurt you. Right?

You tripped. So much for getting away. Dream slowed down, getting to where you fell in no time.

"Are you okay Y/N?" He talked with concern lacing his voice.

"Why would YOU care? You were chasing me! What did I do to get your attention? Fuck you." You say, crying. You muttered the last sentence. All your efforts for nothing. Dream grabbed you and put you on his lap. He played with your H/C hair.

Dream didn't respond. He just looked at you, in adoration. "You are so cute when you're mad at me." Dream smiled softly at you. He hugged you. At first, you put up a fight, but now you melted into the hug. He is a foot taller than you, so you would lose anyway. You hugged him back.

"I take it you wanna cooperate now?" You nod looking at Dream with big eyes. He pats your head. "Good boy. I love you so much~"

After a couple peaceful minutes, he takes out a water bottle. "You ran a lot. Are you thirsty?" He hands you the bottle. You basically chug it. Dream chuckles. "Good boy. Thank you" You start to feel tired and you can barely lift your hands up. You feel like you're on fire. You probably have a fever, right?

You fall to the ground, Dream sighs, and picks you up bridal style.

You wake up, to a sharp pain on the left side of your abdomen. You open your eyes, to a room you don't recognise. It looked... nice? You were a sucker for the dark academia aesthetic and the room seemed like it was designed with that aesthetic in mind. You looked to your stomach. You no longer had a shirt on. You had a bloodied bandage wrapped around you, and your dominant hand was tied to the wall. With your weaker hand, you touch your injury. You hiss in pain. Who did you get hurt in the first place? Maybe Dream hurt you?

You heard someone open the door to your room. Dream walked in, holding a plate of food and... a bag? You're vision was blurry.

"Hey my little duckling. Are you hungry?" Dream asks, sitting down in front of you. He sets the plate in front of him and gently slides it over to you.

"Where am I? Why am I hurt?" You ask softly, tilting your head at the blonde in front of you. Dream lifts his mask off his head. "Well, I brought you here because I love you, and I wanted to be with you." You look at the playe in front of you. Your favorite meal. You smile, remembering how your guardian used to prepare it. All those bittersweet memories. You devour the meal in no time. Dream laughs a little, taking the sleeve of his lime hoodie and wiping your face with it.

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You scoff, at the memory. Of how you were first taken. You try to get comfortable on the old mattress you lie on. The mattress was disgusting. There were bugs all over it, and various blood stains from when you had a 'disagreement' with Dream. You were still confused. Everytime you fight with him, or try to explain that you don't like living here, you got sent to this room. It was the second time this week. Last time you tried to escape. Dream lost his patience and stabbed you until you passed out. You look to the wall, fresh maggots.

⚠️IF YOU DONT LIKE BUGS OR IF YOU'RE SQUIRMISH, SKIP AHEAD⚠️

You grab a handful of the baby flies. You take off the bandage. Dream forgot to treat this one. The flesh around the axe gash was green and red. It reminded you of a zombie piglin. You put the maggots in the wound. The dead skin and muscle would be eaten in a minute. There were a lot of maggots. After the wound was 'clean', you re-bandage the wound.

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You hear distant footsteps. Dream. You shift nervously in the bed. You couldn't exactly get comfortable as you had your dominant hand tied down. He opens the door, with his mask on. "Have you learnt your lesson?" Dream walks closer to where you are. You begrugingly nod. Dream takes his mask off, and pecks your cheek. "Did I forget to treat one of your injuries?" You show the axe gash. He nods, and grabs the rubbing alcohol and some gauze. He disinfects it. You bite into your lip and let out a whimper of pain. Dream looks at you worryingly.

"It's over now, baby." He pulls you into a hug. You start crying on his shoulder. He unties your hand and you grab him with both arms, making the hug really tight.

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That was my first one shot! I hope you guys enjoyed that :D