morpheus x reader oneshots & headcanons

protection

You hated these events.

Your husband hated these events.

However, it was customary that these sort of events were held and it just so happened to be yours and Morpheus's turn to host. You glided around the room, preferring to keep to the edge rather than in the middle. You could just about see the back of your husband's head as he was being talked to by one of his siblings. It still felt weird to call Death your sister-in-law.

You took another sip of your drink and let out a gasp as your felt a hand brush against your lower back. Lips grazed your cheek and another glance told it wasn't your husband. The hand trailed lower before grasping your arse. Your breath hitched and instinctively your elbow shot out and hit the person in the stomach. They let out a strangled noise and you took several steps away.

"What are you doing?" you asked

"Just keeping a beautiful woman like you company."

"I don't need your company."

"The maybe your husband should keep you on a tighter leash."

"He knows he can trust me."

The man looked you up and down and licked his lips. You scrunched your nose took another step away. A predatory glint in his eye as he stalked towards you.

"And who might your husband be," he said, "If he doesn't keep you in his sights then he is hardly worthy of you."

"My husband," you said coldly, "Is the host."

The person recoiled at your words. You could see the horror dawn on his face and smirked at his reaction. His drink clattered to the floor and he stumbled backwards, letting out a string of jumbled apologises. You turned your back as he disappeared into the crowd, the feeling of eyes on you.

Smooth sheets pooled around your waist and you let out a soft moan as you felt someone slip into bed beside you. You rolled over and rested your head against Dream's chest.

"You were up late." You muttered

"Just dealing with the last of the guests."

"They left ages ago."

You opened your eyes and looked up at him. Dream had his eyes closed and his grip tightened briefly. You sat up and put your hands on either side of his head. Slowly Dream opened his eyes and looked up at you.

"What did you do?" you asked

"Nothing that wasn't deserved."

He raised a hand and brushed it against your cheek. You leant against his touch and pressed a kiss against the palm of his hand.

"I had it handled." You said

"I know," he said, "But I needed to remind him of something."

"Yes?"

"That you are loved and protected."

"I know that."

"But he needed to know."

Dream wrapped his arms around you and pulled you back down to him. He stroked the back of your head and pressed a kiss against the top of it.

"And I will do it again and again just to keep you safe."