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"Clay! You're home!" I said, throwing myself at the man in the lime hoodie. I hid my wince when my injured hand touched the soft fabric of his hoodie. "You ok, Y/N? It felt like you flinched when you hugged me" he said, pulling away from the hug, looking concerned. "What? N-no I'm fine, Dream I–" I was cut off by Dream pulling me a little closer. "Don't lie, I see those bandages on your right hand. Come with me, you're going to show me in my office." he sounded serious and stern, so you nodded and followed him to where you previously were.

He paused when he spotted his desktop. "Is that blood, Y/N?! Where you previously in here for the med kit?" he asked. I nodded, not making eye contact with him. "You could've messaged me, you have my number, you know." I nodded again, sitting down and placing my right arm on his  bloody desk, causing me to wince. "Ow, fuck that hurts." I whispered as he unwrapped the dressing. "Holy shit, Y/N! What happened to your hand?" he cried out, and you immediately replied. "Zombie. Came up behind. It was a crawler. Usually they're barely around now," I yelled out in pain when Clay prodded it with some wierd substance on a cotton ball. "DREAM THAT FUCKING STINGS!!" I screamed, making Dream suddenly withdraw his hand. "Sorry! I think I'm a little too used to doing it to myself." he muttered, now carefully dabbing my wound.

                     -.Time skip.-

"Ok Y/N, all done!" said Clay. It had been about 15 minutes, and Dream had lifted his mask a bit at one point so his lower face was visible. His smile was amazing in my opinion, and had an almost playful look to it. Just thinking of it made me flustered. 'Y/N what are you thinking?! You don't like him!' I thought. I heard a voice and snapped out of it to see Dream right up close to my face. I blushed in surprise. "Did you zone out?" he asked  softly, and my instincts told me Clay was looking me up and down. He got even closer, and removed his mask.

The office door was to the left of the desk and chair, so Clay held up his mask to the left of us, his face so close that our noses were almost touching. Suddenly, without me realising what was happening, The man had leant in and our lips connected. It was a long, passionate kiss, but somehow I didn't mind.

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