Dead By Daylight X Reader

Quiet// Dwight

    You sat around the campfire and looked around at everyone else. They all seemed miserable. You felt that way too, but you tried to hide it and be the ray of sunshine that everyone here needed.

  Everyday was just the same old thing. The entity picks four survivors, one killer, and one map to go and battle it out. Yo weren't sure how they felt, but you guessed that the killers were also probably over the whole thing.

  Some killers seemed human and every now and then, show mercy on you. They probably had life's before they were forced here like the rest of you.

  Before you knew it, a cloud of black smoke began to appear around you causing you to stand up with a frown on your face. You looked around and saw the same cloud of smoke around Kate, Tapp, and Dwight.

  Oh, Dwight. The one person in this place that his name brought a smile to your face. You were shy around the boy though and could barely talk to him.

  As you thought about the tall boy with glasses, you began to feel lightheaded and almost sleepy. Your eyes slowly began to flutter shut and you began to feel yourself let go. Whenever the darkness consumed you, your last thoughts were about Dwight.

  ***

  Your eyes slowly opened and you quietly groaned as you felt dirt on your face. Once your eyes completely opened and you were aware of your surroundings, you sat up and looked around, seeing that you were at Gas Haven.

  You slowly stood up, hearing some of your bones cracking and looked around. It seemed like you were in the corner of the map.

  You began to slowly move around as you adjusted yourself to the feeling of being back into whatever this was.

It sometimes seemed like some sick game that the entity played with every single one of you.

But you and the other survivors called it matches. Whenever you went to a new map, you called it a new match.

As you walked around trying to find a generator, you heard some heavy breathing of a girl. Kate must be somewhere around. Did she already get found and lost the killer?

You shrugged it off and continued looking around for a generator. You finally made your way into the killer shack and found a generator right in the middle of it.

You walked over and crouched beside it, beginning to repair it. As you repaired it, you looked around for any signs of a killer.

As you were looking around, you noticed the the basement was in the room with you. You made a mental note about that and told yourself once you got the generator done, you needed to stay away from here.

As couple minutes later, you successfully finished repairing the generator without any complications. You haven't even heard the heartbeat or any sign of the killer yet.

  You speed walked out of the killer shack and then crouched, hoping that the killer, whoever it is, didn't catch sight of you.

  You weren't like Nea or Meg. You weren't brave or athletic enough to run a killer around and be all cocky like they were. You preferred to stay in the shadows and hide in the bushes.

  You quickly found another generator on the other side of the map and began to repair it just like you did the one before.

  As you were repairing, you felt a hand on your shoulder and almost screamed, but the other persons hand covered your mouth. This was it.

  The person began to drag you which made you crease your eyebrows in confusion. Killers didn't drag people, they threw them over their shoulders.

  Before you knew it, you were pulled into one of the classic red lockers that were located everywhere around the map.

  Your eyes widened when they saw the boy with glasses in front of you, his finger placed on his lips, silently telling you to be quiet.

  But your curious self had to ask questions and wouldn't listen to him. "What are y-" you began, but he quickly placed his hand over your mouth, cutting you off.

  You two were so close together that it began to get warm in the locker. There was no room for any movement. Lockers were made for one person and one person only, but here Dwight was, just pulling the both of you in there.

  You stayed like that for a couple minutes longer, just staring at each other. It almost seemed like you two were communicating through your eyes.

  You were sure the boy could hear your heartbeat. Your cheeks were a bright red, your breathe was uneven, and your thoughts were just running wild.

  Soon, he began to open the door and peak out. It must have been clear because he left the locker and helped you out. The two of you began to work on the generator that you were previously working on before he yanked you into the locker.

"Hey... what was that about?" You questioned him with creased eyebrows.

"Oh... right. The killer is the pig and she was coming over here." He shrugged. "I saved you, but couldn't get you to be quiet."

"Oh. I see." You trailed off as you remembered the breathing from earlier. That probably wasn't Kate. "I'll be quiet next time."