Part 35: sugar and spice and everything SWEATY AND GREASY

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Y/N'S POV:

Its been a week. A week back in this hell hole. My hair is lathered in grease and I smell of smuck and sweat (A/N - hella greasy scalp if you don't got hair ig). The clothes of mine I've worn since i got here, are creased and grimey. 

I haven't talked with Dream since the little incident a couple days ago. He doesn't pester me to eat or force me to talk to him, instead each day around dinner, he comes with some potatoes and hand feeds me. And I let him. Then I lay back, surrounded in my worst nightmare. My thoughts.

I just have this urge to talk to him to sort out this mess but I just feel so ill thinking about all the shit he's put me through. And I guess so did I. 

But communication is key right? 

I continue laying curled up this time facing the pouring lava. The lava begins to pour at a quicker pace. I think nothing of it. Untill I see a silhouette of course.


Dream POV:

I watch as the lava begins to fall. I know whats about to happen. Sam does weekly check ins now since he doesnt have to feed us regularly, and the second week he'll let you wash up which means a very grimey two weeks. 

I look at the girls head perk up as the lava fell at a quicker pace. Once Sam's silhouette can be seen, she moves to face the wall instead.

I wish I could tell her I didn't mean for this to happen. I didn't plan on killing Michael. I had no control over it, and Tommy came to kill me so I did what I should do to get back at him, revive Wilbur, but of course these actions don't affect Tommy only.

Oh and the whole "is it cheating thing". As much as it sucked to know she had her mouth on another man, I know very well that the girl would have no intentions on doing so if she knew it was considered cheating. Under all that trauma, she's a strong loyal woman.

As the red stone contraction pushes Sam forward on the platform, Y/n only curls up more. I want to tell her its ok, I want her to know its fine, but i dont want her to stress out anymore.

My eyes are pulled away from her small frame when I hear a loud groan.

"Alright both of you I'm here to check the cell, you know, how things are going around here." He sounds tired, the gold gas mask sits awkwardly on his face.

Once the Netherite barrier drops, he walks in facing me. "Well, any injuries?" I shake my head no and point at y/n. "Huh," he turns around and freezes a little. Once he reaches her he crouches down to her level. "You alright there?" He tries to sound soft to his once colleague. 

Y/n who is very much awake chooses to ignore him. He uses both hands to shake her a bit.
"C'mon y/n I'm just doing a check in." She pushes herself up to have her back against the wall. He lets out a small gasp. 

"Has she not been eating?" He whips his head to ask me. I nod no. Y/n's eyes stay glued to the floor. He places a hand on her shoulder sympathetically before sighing and getting up.

"Welp. Wash day's gonna have to be today then." He leaves to fetch what I'm guessing is the ropes. I go to sit next to her.

"Hey listen, it'll be nice to wash up," I smile. She doesn't move. 

Sam returns with the rope. I get up. Sam orders Y/n to get up. She slowly pulls herself up but begins to fall on her way from malnuritionment and also just sitting on the floor for a while. I grab her by the waist and pull her up. My hand lingers there for a moment. Once she's stood she grabs my hand and pulls it away. I sigh though I'm relieved this will make her feel better.

"Well, step on the platform."

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A/N

ITS KINDA SHORT I KNOW BUT I JUST NEEDED TO POST SMTH

its also been a lil while

BTW

i love u

ok bye

~𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙚𝙣~ Dream x ReaderWhere stories live. Discover now