Eventually you wake up, your head was pounding and your vision was a blurry spinning mess. In your ear was a distant whine droning over faint mutters.
Soon, your eye(eyes, if you have two of them) focuses, and dreams dreamy facial features fill your vision. Your anxiety is melted like a cheese string in a pot of boiling tea. Calmness drifts into your mind like a stray breeze, and slowly but surely, you start to hear dreams voice.
"Waky waky sleepy head! How was your sleep?"
"Mate I just fucking passed out show some common decency Jesus christ. The least you could do is get me some fucking water rather then running your fingers through my hair like a fucking moron" you panic, as all the wrong words slip out of your mouth. However, much to your surprise, Dream smiles.
"I always like a (your gender) who knows what (your pronoun) wants"
"Yeah well stop drooling and hurry the fuck up dickhead" you spurt out, shocked at what your brain is telling you to say. You blush as Dream smiles, and goes to the bathroom to get you a glass of water.
You lap up the yellow, chunky water like a dog who had been stranded in the desert for a moderate period of time.
"Thirsty, huh?" He says, softly caressing your face with his warm palm.
"Would you stop being such a fucking tease? Ive literally just dropped unconscious on the fucking floor and you consider it odd that I'm fucking thirsty?? My entire blood stream did a 1-fucking-80 and has disappeared from my face, Im on the verge of throwing up, and you say "thirsty huh?" What the fuck? What the actual fuck you motherfucking shit slobbering ass wipe!!" You shout, and then slap him hard on his cheek, making it redder than it already was.
"Well, get some rest, ok..?" He says tentatively, slowly moving away from the bed he had laid you down in, to the door. Just as the door clicked behind him, you cant hold it anymore, and shout, "Dream, come back!!"
"Yes?" He says, poking his head around the door.
You think for a second. Your mind races, recalling every instance in which dream was there, every second he was by your side. You truly loved him, and you were so grateful for all he has done throughout the years, and suddenly you muster up what to say,
"Turn off the light dickface, then get the fuck out,"
"Yes, y/k"
Your smile to yourself
He knows my name!
YOU ARE READING
Y/k x dream oneshot
FanfictionY/k sees dream across the room at the funeral party, and youve never been the same since. Instantly, after seeing his dirty blonde hair and emerald green eyes, you fall in love with him.
