CHRISTMAS KIDS - YANDERE ! DSMP SUPERHERO AU + TEEN ! READER

// chapter twenty : dioptase //

" dioptase // simply letting go , emotional freedom "

trigger warnings : cursing, blood, injuries, weapons, death, animal death, gore, emetophobia warning

( "tommy looked so... peaceful." - passerine )

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third person pov

Y/n ignored Dream knocking on the door, moving a hand up to shield Tommy's closed eyes from the hallway light. The sun was only now rising, being about 6 am. Dream opened the door anyways, blinking a few times to adjust to the darkness of the room.

"Hey, we made some food- I'll bring some in for you and Tommy in a minute."

They hummed in response, the masked man nodding and leaving the room once more. Tommy stirred slightly, groaning into their shoulder and hugging them tighter. They rested their chin on his head, sighing out a yawn. Their rough and scarred fingers ran through Tommy's messy hair, the boy sagging with relief as his tension melted away.

Tommy reminded Y/n of a cat.

Dream pushed the cracked open door with his foot, two plates in his gloved hands as he placed it on a desk in the room. Y/n watched Tommy tilt his head back tiredly, both pushing into their palm and looking at Dream with squinted eyes.

"Try not to stay laying down for too long, George and I will be back in a bit. Expect Sapnap to come in from time to time!"

He lifted up part of his mask to smile at Y/n, but not at Tommy. He slid out of the room, closing the door.

"Loud prick."

Tommy grumbled, sitting up and breaking the warmth that Y/n enveloped both of them in. They watched him shiver in his t-shirt, picking up a sweater from the floor and putting it on over his shirt. It was Y/n's sweater.

"my leg feels numb."

Tommy pulled away the blanket from their leg, blood seeping through the bandages. The doorknob jiggled, Tommy yanking open the door. Y/n and Tommy both raised their brows, a new face at their door.

"holy shit, aren't you halo?"

The man in the red and black hood smiled widely and nodded, eyes and mouth a creamy white and skin charcoal black.

"Yes, and language! Sap asked me to check up on you two since he had work to do, just gonna change your bandages and I'll be out of your hair."

Tommy blinked, glancing back at Y/n. He shuffled to the side, the tall man prancing in and getting to work on Y/n's leg while humming. Tommy was hovering over his shoulder, trying not to boss him around.

The man's hands were large and clawed, but worked delicately as to not hurt them. At one point when he was replacing the gauze, his claw grazed against the entrance to the bullet hole, making the teen yell and grab the closest thing to them, which was Bad's wing.

He apologized profusely, letting them hold onto his slightly-fuzzy wings until he finished up. Tommy could have smacked the smile off his face if he wasn't so nice.