Dream x Blue Oneshots

Soft

I missed them y'all

CW/TW - Mentions of sex and bdsm, nothing explicit

Human AU (per usual)

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That night, there was a meteor shower. To say that meteor showers were rare would be overstepping, it wasn't difficult to see one in a mortal lifetime.

They happen around thirty times per year, always in different places. Dream had lived over seven mortal lifetimes, and had seen his fair share of meteor showers. He could see why people liked them, they were awfully pretty. They seemed to get prettier every time Dream saw one.

Although, he preferred taking people who had never seen one, and to watch their reaction. To see someone see a meteor shower for the first time was better than the meteor shower itself!

When their face lit up, and the meteors reflected in their eyes, the positivity filling up and overflowing like a volcano?

Heavenly.

So when Dream turned his attention from the meteor shower and took a glance at Blue who was mesmerized, it really wasn't a surprise. His, absolutely gorgeous, navy blue eyes reflected the light from the stars and the meteors showering down, albeit with a slight dark blue hue.

How could he pay attention to anything else when Blue was just covered in sheer awe and excitement? The man had lived his entire life underground, so anything that had to do with the sky was completely new. Dream couldn't forget when he took him home for the first time, he didn't even step inside for a few hours.

Dream stayed outside with him, of course, and he just watched as Blue stared up into the sky, watching the clouds and the blue sky. He told Dream that Error had briefly shown him the sky and the stars but he never realized that, "It was so big!"

After dinner that night, Dream showed him the stars. How could he not?

So when Dream caught a whiff of a meteor shower was going to happen, he absolutely had to show Blue what it was like. Blue delivered perfectly. Dream leaned into his arms that were placed on his knees and sighed wistfully, watching as Blue stared into amazement at the sky.

Blue was relaxed on the roof, arms resting behind him, holding him up. His pose was so...open. Dream was jealous of him.

Disregarding his current posture, Blue wasn't the most private person in general. He often spoke about his feelings bluntly, how things made him feel.

Blue was reserved about certain things, of course, everyone was, but even then he tried to talk about them. His past traumas still haunted him. Dream could tell. It was his experience and time with Error that he was often the most quiet about.

Oh, how Dream wished he was like that.

For a Guardian of Emotions, the fact that he was so closed off made him want to slam his head through a wall. He wished that he didn't care about Nightmare so much, so then maybe when Nightmare went berserk, turned him to stone, and left him for a hundred years, it wouldn't've stung so much.

Maybe if he cared less, it wouldn't pain him to fight Nightmare with the intent to kill. Maybe, he wouldn't lay awake at night, thinking about every single little thing he did wrong. Wondering, agonizing, whether or not he could've stopped Nightmare from eating the apples and going down the path he did.

Man, Nightmare fucked him up.

Those attachments didn't just go away, unfortunately. Dream wasn't sure if anyone would ever know him as well as Nightmare did. Nightmare wasn't drawn to him because of his aura, or because he was a hero.