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y/n's pov.

the wind whistled around me, the moons glow shining down as the only source of light. I could hear monsters in the distance but we kept moving. dream was a few feet in front of me, making sure we stay on the same path.

"whats the verdict?" I asked, lifting my gaze up at dream. to my dissatisfaction, he was wearing his mask. I liked him better without it.

"we're almost there." he responded with the same four words he has been for the past hours.

"seriously??" I groaned, biting my lip out of anger. he needed to give me an actual answer before my legs give out.

we've been walking for two days straight. we only took two breaks in that time. I'm fucking tired. It's been hours since we last stopped.

"god, you're awful. right now, I'd rather be hanging out with the hunters than you." I say out of pure cattiness. a girl just wants a break once in awhile.

"sure." dream replied dryly.

I roll my eyes and keep on marching towards east. We don't even know if the fucking village even exists and dream is acting like it'll be our savior.

after a couple more minutes of walking, I waited until we were in a nice place to set up camp. we were in a dense forest, right now stood in the only small clearing we've passed. this was the perfect place to set up camp because we were surrounded by trees for miles.

I looked around then threw my bag onto the floor.

"dream." I say, stopping short in my tracks. dream walked a couple more steps before turning back to me.

"what?" he sounded more concerned than anything.

"I can't go any further. I'm tired and my legs feel like jelly. I'm setting up camp here for the night, alright?" I say, not caring if he throws a hissy fit about it.

to my surprise, he responds with an 'alright' and helps me set up camp.

"thank god." I say once I'm laying down. I seriously needed this. I bet dream needed it too. he looked exhausted, probably even worse than me.

we're laying side by side on the grass, staring up at the sky. I heard dream chuckle next to me but nothing else. he took his mask off before he got settled; it was probably uncomfortable to wear it all the time.

I try to keep my attention on the sky, but for some reason I keep having this instinct to look at dream. things have been.. weird, lately. weirder than they have been previously. there was this unwanted tension between dream and I.

my mind drifted to the other day when dream was acting all weird and when he said he thought something was wrong with him. I started thinking about all the possibilities of what he meant by that. we haven't talked about it since and I don't wanna push him to talk about it if he doesn't want to.

it must've shown that I was thinking about something on my face because dream asked me, "What are you thinking about?" his voice startled me out of my thoughts. I turned to look at him, only to see he was already staring back at me.

"uhm.." I smile nervously. why am I so nervous?

"I was thinking about how much of a dick you've been recently."

good going, y/n. now he's gonna think you're mad at him.

I flash dream a 'I'm joking, don't take what I just said seriously' smile then look up at the stars. we have the perfect view of the moon from where we are laying.

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