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Dreamy?
Forget not, they feel nothing for you.
They are only helping you to make themselves feel better.
Only I̴͇̗̬̐̀͛ am here for you.
R̶̨̟̉̿̿̎̀ͅͅẽ̸̡̑͊͌͘m̷̜̼̉ȩ̷̼̂̈́m̵̼̠͍̊̽̒b̴̡̡̛̟͉̾͊̍͠e̸̢̪̠̙̮̿̾̿͂̃ř̷̗ ̸̤̯͗t̵̛͚̫͚̩͛̎̿͠ḩ̸̘͆̈́̾ǎ̵̘͔̤̯̇̿t
:)
— In the guest room in Puffy’s house—
Emerald awoke with a gasp, feeling his body covered with sweat.
What was that?
The feeling felt familiar, but he couldn’t recall where he felt it from …
His body was shaking, he felt scared.
Who or what was making him feel this way?
It was one in the morning, and he was sure Miss Puffy and Foolish were still asleep. He shouldn’t disturb them.
He stared at the ceiling blankly for some time, relaxing his body back to the mattress.
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He took a breath, breathing in and out to calm himself down. He should go back to sleep now. It was just a nightmare, nothing new.
Emerald jolted in surprise when something moved under the blankets, and felt something soft brush his leg. When he lifted the blanket, glowing purple eyes stared back at him. Without him realizing, Emerald’s green eyes changed to a violet colour, his mind Became a daze as his eyes softened.
“Patches!” He smiled at the cat, as though seeing him there was completely natural. He gently pulled the cat out of the blankets and cradled the cat close to his face. “Where were you? I haven’t seen you in a while.” He giggled when the animal licked his cheek and purred in his ear.
—The next day, Puffy’s house, Puffy’s perspective—-
“Breakfast is ready,” Puffy said, as she served the food on the table.
“Thanks mom!” Foolish said happily, putting a piece of bacon into his mouth with a fork.
Wilbur dropped Dream off last night, and Puffy had to frantically get the guest bedroom ready for him at the last minute. Dream had dropped by her house a couple of times before, but he didn’t exactly tell his reasons to her. Nonetheless, her door was always open for him. Dinner last night was painfully awkward for them. The reason? Dream showed his face like it was not a big deal. Puffy had never once seen his face before because she respected his privacy, but last night…
Oh god, she couldn’t handle it.
With or without his now long dirty blonde hair, Puffy would have truly mistaken him as a girl. His soft facial features, warm vibrant emerald eyes, and slender-like body (oh, god how did Dream hide a body like that from her? Now she wanted to play dress up with him) made him look so endearing.
Neither Foolish nor Puffy could stop staring at his beautiful appearance.
Fortunately Dream didn’t notice their staring as he showed keen interest and curiosity at Foolish because he was a hybrid… a totem-hybrid.
The sheep-hybrid couldn’t sleep a wink last night. She had a million questions that prevented her from doing so.
Was Dream eating well these days? Was her duckling seeing someone? Who would refuse a face like that? No, that could be dangerous since he’s a slave. He needs to be protected. But god, Puffy wanted so badly to squish his cheeks and dote on him.
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