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My loyal pet|🖤

I was actually hyped to write this chapter. I'm on my PC so it's kinda hard to write, meaning I'll have a lot of work with the correcting. Why am I making this hard for myself?

DHD

Requested by: WeebPatch

TW: Manipulation, self doubt, blood, toxic relationship, Asshole XD (get used to it, I hate his gutts), Toxic HD (Oh I'm going to love this shit), horrible grammar, realy bad words (I think you got used to them by now), lack of Syndicate (reminder for me). Tell me if I missed something.

There will be an important author note at the bottom, so don't skip it.

Despite the lava surronduring the cell, basically cooking the prisoner alive, Dream felt cold. The obsidian was ice-cold, the blood dripping from his infected wounds was freezing. His head pounded, half lidden eyes stared at the brigh, cold lava. 

Someone appeared in the cell. Someone who looked so similar to George, the man who Dream once loved like a brother. But it couldn't be him, he's probably halucinating. 

"Hello, daydream!" This voice was different. This voice had something sweet in it. This voice was nothing like the other ones he heard from Sir and the Warden. He looked at the almost-George and noticed some mayor differences. Like the height, and the three glory forming an 'H'. And the clothing were more.... Goddly? Yeah, i's totally in his mind. The only god he ever met was a dickhead, with an ego reaching the block limit. Not a fun person to talk to. However, he decided to answer anyways.

"Who- ar..... -ou?" His voice was dry, screaming destroyed his vocal cords. It was also painfull, so he wanted to do it as rare as he could.

"My, I haven't incroduced myself yet? Oh dear, where could my manners go? I amd HD. I came here to.... Save you." He said, and took off the mask. He was nothing like George. His face was so different...

How did George looked like?

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"W'y.....ar.....u.....'er-?" He asked, and flinched when the..... Creature touched him. It wasn't in his mind... Maybe he wants the book too? Maybe sir was just busy so he sent someone else?

"Your owner didn't threat you right, so I'm here to save you, my litle Daydream." The dull, green eyes looked at the dark blue ones. He felt his body's pain lessen, and saw blue light cowering him, his wounds slowly closing. The pain wanished alongside with the cause, leaving scars all over his body. This- God or whatever creature was it, must be his new owner. And he talked to... Him? Dream was not sure how he could refer to his new master. But he broke a rule. Why wasn't he getting punished? And then another persence covered the stuffed air of the prison.

Dream looked at the newcomer. It was that god, who he met a while ago. Was it long? Or was it in a short period of time?

"HD, why did you called? I was with George." The cruel copy of him seemed rather furious. But he perked up at the name. George was his friend, someone he cares for, and someone who had once cared for him...

"I just wanted to show you my new pet. Seems like he cached an interest in your.... Friend, was it?" HD said, showing Dream in his arms, who just stared at the god

"Oh.... This- this insect." XD's woice was filled with venom.
"George told me a lot about you. How you betrayed him. You know he's a lot happier now. He's in a world where he's powerfull, and he likes me a lot. He told me he never cared about you, and that he was happy that you are in this.... Prison?" XD seemed unsure, and looked around the blood soaked cell.
"This is a prison, right?" He seemed confused. Was this what definied a prison nowadays? Damn, these words change meaning so fast.

"I don't remember asking you." HD stated, and the two god started bickering. But for Dream, their voices slowly faded into white noise. George was happier without him.

Everyone was...

They

Were

Happy

His purpose was fulfilled.

He suffered so much, only to be met with the cruel reality.

No one ever needed him...

What was he thinking? Why would he ever be important to anyone? He couldn't be good enough for them, he'll never be good enough for anyone.

"DayDream?" The voice of the god snapped him out of his toughts. The other creature wanished from the litle box.
"Let's get you home." The voice was warm, sweet like honey, assuring. Dream didn't looked at the god's face.

But if he would do that, he could have seen the crazed light in the other's eyes. The obsession the was radiating from the deep blueness.

He could not dissapoint his new owner.

Time skip 🕕

It's been 10 months since Dream had a new owner. Well, lover. HD confesssed his love to the mortal, who felt the same way.

Did he....?

And since then, Dream couldn't be happier.

Could he?

Can you just like- stop? I'm trying to tell a story here!

Sorry.

Thank you. So, back to what I was saying...

"DayDream, darling, what's bothering you?" HD wrapped his arms around the blond's waist, pulling him against his chest.

"I miss my friends..." Dream whispered, a single tear escaping his green eyes.

"Oh dear, I told you multiple times, no one loves you, no one exept for me. You should be greatfull for that." HD said, pressing a kiss on his lover's neck.

"Yeah..." Dream trailed off. How could he be so lucky? It seemed unfair. He caused so much pain, but he got a lover, and a peace filled life. He knew he didn't deserved this. He looked at the man behind him, only to recieve a kiss, instantly melting into the gesture.

"Remember who you belong to." Dream's attention slipped over the dark, possesive tone the sweet words hid.

"I belong to you sire." He whispered, recieving another kiss, now the other asking for entrance, wich he gave without hesitation.

Ok hi, boring authors note.

First, I slept for quite a lot, so sorry for the lack of parts. Doctors said it's mental exhaustion.

I will write more mentally sick Dream, helping you meet different sicknesses, I think it would be interesting. You can reques anything, the first chapter is for that.

Have a nice day/night.