morpheus x reader oneshots & headcanons

dinner date

Summary: Knowing Morpheus was working too hard, his partner decided to set up a nice dinner for the two of them.

The table was set, with (Y/N) using their nicest tableware. The food was cooked and delicious, steam rising gently. Candles were lit, those nice smelling ones that made the room all relaxing and pretty.

Everything in their apartment was in order and (Y/N) was feeling proud of their work. They might not run an entire world like their lover did. Might not deal with politics and supernatural drama every day. But they could at least do this.

"Morpheus?" They called out, knowing that he would be able to sense their words.

And indeed he did, with (Y/N) feeling his arrival just as he appeared. "What's all this?" He looked around, sounding pleasantly surprised.

"Dinner." They smiled, gesturing to the table. "I figured you could use a break. So I checked with Lucienne when you were free from work for a few hours."

His trademark small smile appeared on his face, Morpheus's version of a large grin. "Thought of everything, did you?"

"What can I say, I'm a genius."

"I never doubted that." He replied, kissing them and letting them push him gently into a chair.

They ate silently for a few moments, Morpheus savouring the food that his partner made. "Thank you, for this." He told them gratefully.

"It's just food, sweetheart."

"No." He shook his head. "For all of this. You were correct, I did need a break."

Chuckling, (Y/N) rested their hand on his. "I know. I know you, Morpheus."

He looked at her, soft wonder in his eyes. It wasn't that he was just realizing how lucky he was, he already knew that. Already knew how special his partner was. "Sometimes I can't believe you are real. You seem like something I would react to be a good dream."

"You're such a romantic." The grin on their face at his words was wide and beautiful to the Dream Lord as they teased him. "I'm real. And yours."

"And I'm thankful for that."

He stood up, stepping up beside them and kissing (Y/N) deeply.

They immediately stood up as well, pulling him closer. The dinner had been wonderful, but now it was forgotten. The two of them too obsessed with each other.

"Is it time for dessert?" He joked, nimble hands over their body. Lifting them onto the counter, he pressed kisses along their jaw.

They laughed breathlessly. "I wouldn't mind that."

"Well then." Morpheus leaned down, hand steadying himself on the counter. He peered up at them with his smile. "I suppose it's time for me to do something for you."