After movies, I showed him around the house. I gave him a place to sleep and since he didn't have hands, I had to buy the thing that dogs drink from, but I didn't put it on the floor, no. That'd be too humiliating for the little blob. I always put it on the island and since he can jump pretty high, that wasn't a problem for him.
I was rather surprised that this blob didn't leave any slimy stuff on the ground when jumping. Whenever I imagined a blob, I imagined something slimy but that wasn't the case of mah friend. He was pretty clean and smelled of mint, sugar and flowers. It was rather hypnotizing.
The rest of the day was spent with me and him going outside to my backyard.
I loved flowers and had all sorts in my little garden. The blob was just jumping around, confused by so many colors and fragrances. He came up to one of the flowers and sniffed it. Seeing him sneeze and fly a few feet backwards was the most adorable thing ever. He just stood up and approached the flower once again, this time not getting too close. After really taking in the fragrance of the flower he just looked at me, blinked and jumped away.
"Hahahaha, little friend, you're so adorable." I cannot explain how adorable his jumping was. Everything he did was adorable.
Leaving him all to himself to explore I found some sheers and started cutting some of my red roses that had overgrown.
Subconsciously, I started to hum a song from my childhood that my dad used to sing to me.
As I did my job, lots of branches, leaves and flowers fell on the ground. Suddenly, I felt something sniffing my foot and I literally jumped out of my shoes, scared to death. As I looked down, I saw the blob looking innocently at me, with a tint of confusion and a rose in his mouth.
I put a hand on my chest and sighed. "Phew. You scared me. I didn't notice you. Sorry, I must have dozed off. What do you have there, hm?"
I laid on the grass on my side, my right hand propping my head.
Slowly, the blob approached me. He stretched his neck and put the rose behind my ear; just like an artist would wear a pen.
My eyes widened at the gesture as my now soft face melted into the one of gratitude with my heart getting warmer.
The blob was looking directly at my eyes with a plain expression and let out a soft yet strong sound. Somehow, I knew what he meant by that.
'Thank you for saving me.'
We continued to stare at each other all up until he came closer and leaned into my body, giving me some sort of a hug.
Again being taken aback and my face and heart melting, after a few moments of shock, I returned the embrace.
This blob, in one day, became my everything. He had became my emotional stability and had captured my heart the moment he entered my life,
But I was yet to see that.
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A/n
There is going to be only ONE smut scene (far) later on into the story. I will give a trigger warning, obviously, before that chapter.
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Saturday, August 7, 2021
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A Runaway Blob Dream || Dream x Reader ||
FanfictionRescuing a blob from a gang can have its quirks. One of those is, that same blob following you everywhere you go. He will observe your every move. He may act dumb but he knows where you're going and with whom. But don't be fooled by his behavior, he...
