cw: fake lore, public sex, high sex
future you?
song: you get me so high - the neighborhood
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you were sleeping. deep into your heavy slumber of darkness, nothing could bother you. usually you were a heavy sleeper, you were a rock once your eyelids closed and your head hit your soft pillow. you were cuddling your pillow pretending it was someone who was hugging you back, as you were under the warmth of a few blankets that kept you safe at night.
But the sound of the bells ringing woke you up almost instantly. Like muscle memory, this wouldn't be the first time someone tried going into your small storage room outside your house.
you jumped out of bed grabbing the knife from your nightstand and ran towards the door, all in one motion.
your heart was beating fast and your legs were stomping on the grass. this has happened before. dumb poor teens getting into your land to steal from you. even though none of them left without you punishing them you could never be too sure.
no matter how far you move from society, it still follows.
leaving your house without locking your door you see a tall man holding the doorknob of your storage room. the bell ringing loudly.
you slide the cover off your sharp knife and point at this man walking towards him slowly. you noticed the bright orange jumpsuit and blond hair first. it took you a few more steps to realize.
your eyes narrowed. was this a strange dream you were still in? "what the fuck?" you gritted out. you felt your heart beat inside your ears. you took a better look at dream, the dream. his hair was longer and he was actually wearing the ugly orange jumpsuit. he had residues of blood on his face, you wondered if it was his or someone else's. "you look like shit" you breath out relaxing your posture. a smirk grew on your face looking at dream. he always bragged about being better and powerful but now he was in a worse place than you.
dream let go off the door knob connected with the loud bell and returned the smirk. he crossed his arms on top of his chest and leaned against the shack. "good to see you too" he said.
you slide on the cover of your knife and place it inside your pocket. "why were you trying to steal from me?" you asked. "I should cut your hands off just for trying"
dream rolled his head to look out at the pitch black field. you haven't changed ever since the last time he saw you. "you're not going to ask how i got here?" dream huffed pushing himself off the wall,walking towards you.
"i don't care" you shrugged raising your hands at the same time, and giving dream a face. the last time you saw dream was when he took that kid to exile. he asked for you to watch him for a few days and you just slammed your door in his face. "it probably had something to do with hurting people. it's what you do best" you said.
dream rolled his eyes at you. "i need some help y/n" dream looked at you follow him.
"clearly" you fold your arms on top of your chest walking towards your house with him. "but i'm too tired to help you fix them" you said.
being dreams cousin sometimes felt like a full job. when you used to live close to l'manberg your house was his first hiding spot. whenever he needed money you were the only one who could give it to him.
"please y/n" dream begged trying to hold onto your arm but you slipped away from his grip. "this is the last favor and i promise you i'm gone from your life. forever" dream reasoned but you waved him off walking passed him.
"Oh no no, that's not the first time i hear that from you" you shake your head. he was family but you knew all the malignant things he's done to many innocent people. you found out about his imprisonment through the news paper. he already caused too much trouble with your help.
