Her Guardian || Demon! Dream Sans x Reader

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Silver led them down the driveway towards a black limo with tinted windows. A man in black stood by the door to the backseat, and at their approach, he opened the door. (Y/n)'s gaze narrowed—he looked just like Theo's bodyguards. Dream held her tighter to his side, keeping him between the man and her as they climbed into the vehicle. Silver spoke quietly to the man then slipped inside, sitting next to Slash. The door slammed shut and a moment later the car engine revved to life and they were on the road.

Silver noticed the animosity thick in the air and spoke up. "They're under strict instruction not to hurt you or your demons, summoner." But if Theo's bodyguards had rotten souls, somehow she doubted that man was any different, so she shifted closer to Dream and he wrapped both arms around her as he leaned against the car door. Silver, Slash, and Ink sat across from them, and Swap sat next to them. The interior of the limo reeked of money with fancy black leather seats facing each other, and (Y/n) would've enjoyed the lavish wealthy feeling if she wasn't so anxious about their situation.

"So, killing me is merciful how?" Her distrustful glare swung up to Silver, who quickly explained per his promise.

"Mrs. Waylon mentioned she wanted to torture you, right? Waylon knew this, so he sent Fell to kill you quickly so she'd never get the chance." A quick death was merciful in comparison to torture, she supposed, but that still meant Waylon tried to kill her.

"He doesn't want me dead for killing his son?" She rose a disbelieving eyebrow.

"He did at first," Silver answered slowly, mulling over his next words before delivering them. "But that was before Mafia revealed how, um, corrupted his son was. Mafia went with Mrs. Waylon when she had Nightmare summoned, so he witnessed first hand what Theo was becoming long before Waylon knew." Silver let out a soft sigh. "Waylon's been taking it rather hard, but he's coming around. Theo was corrupt, Mrs. Waylon is corrupt, and he knows what he has to do."

"That must be most difficult for him," Dream said softly, making Silver's head snap up.

"Yeah, actually. He's..." He never finished the thought, choosing instead to look down at his clasped hands. Waylon had been through a lot, and along with having to deal with the loss of his son, he had to accept just what that son had become due to his wife's influence. His whole family was corrupt, their souls rotten to the core, but love for his wife and son would hardly dissipate so easily. He'd loved his wife for years, he'd loved his son Theo's whole life, and love like that wasn't so easily cast aside even when you were faced with indisputable proof. (Y/n) almost started feeling bad for him before she shook the feeling off in favor of detachment. He was using her just like she was going to use him; this was a professional business partnership meant to benefit both of them to guarantee her survival and help get his company back under his sole control, and feelings like comradery weren't important in this team-up so she was going to keep them out of this.

Slash engaged Silver in quiet chatter, the younger brother thrilled to see him again as Silver's half-smile remained gentle even as Slash fired off question after question. It wasn't long before the car pulled up in front of their temporary home, and after the driver opened the door for them, they all filed out with varying degrees of unease. It was a small condo, and upon going through the front door, they were met with a kitchen that led directly into a small living room, and to the left of the kitchen was a hallway to a couple bedrooms and the bathroom. Quaint.

Her demons spread throughout the house, checking it out as (Y/n) stayed in the kitchen with Silver. "So explain again why Waylon wants to team-up." She put her hands on her hips as she faced the demon, and he smiled kindly.

"You have a common enemy, and he thinks if you team-up, you both will stand a chance against Mrs. Waylon."

"He can't just do it himself?"