I am sorry I am a sucker for this man... Please no, hate me-
Dwight Fairfield X Caring!Female!Reader
Also, enjoy him being a bottom/top because he a good boy and deserve to be loved. Hehehehe (Also sorry the bad English. I am bad with writing but I do it because I love it X3)
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Have you and Dwight been together for almost a year or more? You couldn't tell anymore. Being stuck in the Entity for so long, there is no clue of what day or year it was. You remember the first time you were dragged into this hell, you woke up by a campfire by yourself. Looking around to see if there was anyone here, you didn't know how or when. But you remember one by one, more survivors were being dragged into this endless deadly game. You can say you were the first one to be stuck in here with a killer called Trapper. Then many more arrived. Explaining to them about the tarils and where they were at. You remember when you first met Dwight, it feels like it was yesterday. Closing your eyes to relive that day.
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The campfire was nice, however, you knew the fire was fake by all means. You didn't remember much but waking up here. You cannot lie, being here alone was driving you mad. Your head was spinning of what you can do now. It seems that you didn't have a choice to find your way out of here. You travel around these woods, only finding a lake, a cabin, and even some old abandoned items that seem to be useless. Here you are, sitting at the stupid campfire as if you really have no idea what the hell is going on. "H-Hello...?" You quickly lifted your head as you heard that voice.
There a tall male, looking down at you as he just enters walking past a few bushes. It looks like he was in the woods a bit, he looks lost. "I-I'm sorry. But d-do you know where I am...?" He asked, this poor man doesn't know where he was. Just like you. You sighed, "I am not sure." You began, looking back at the fire as you wrapped your arms around your legs. "It appears we are somehow stuck in these woods. Like there is no way out..." You said, making the man look afraid. He panics, looking left and right as if he felt like something was watching them. Then looking back at you. "D-Do you know what's going on or anything?" He asked, he seems to be asking questions that you have no answers to.
"I do not know." You reply, looking back at the man. "I am just lost and confuse like you." The man bites his teeth a bit, feeling like his anxiety was kicking in. The poor man seems to collapse onto his knees as he seems like a lost child looking for a way back home. "Hey- Woah there buddy..." You said, moving your arms away. Gently getting up from the ground, heading over to the panicked man. "Hey- Just take a deep breathe, okay?" You said calming, moving your right hand over to his top back. Giving it a little pat as he flinches from the touch. He looks up at you, his tears fog up his glasses as he was crying a bit.
"Take a big breathe with me, okay?" You said giving him a small smile. He looks hesitant but nods as you help him up on his feet. "Just breathe in." You said, taking a big deep breathe slowly as he followed. "Than out." Saying as you let out a breath, which he did the same. You've kept doing with him over and over until he started to calm down.He moved his glasses away from his face as he whips away his tears. Sniffing a bit as he took a deep sighed. "Th-Thank you..." He said quietly, putting his glasses back on. You nodded with a smile, sitting back down on the ground as you look back at the fake fire.
"I'm (Y/n)." You said, looking up at the man with another smile. He looks down at you, feeling shy as he sat right next to you. "Dwight..." He said. "It's nice to meet you, (Y/n)."
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"Hey, (Y/n)?..." You snapped back to reality, looking up to see it was Dwight. You couldn't help but let out a dorky smile, seeing this handsome man makes you really happy. Remembering the time where you confess your feelings to him, and he accepts your feelings. Dwight was never been the type of person to talked about his feelings due to his low self-esteem. Also, he never had anyone to like him back throughout his life. At first, he was really shy and nervous to hold your hands or to just being around you for like a second of not having a panic attack or being so dang fluster. However, he started to be more comfortable with you. Holding your hands with his or even cuddling you. Dwight loves the cuddles, it helps him calm down when he feels too nervous or he wants the love and attention.
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Dead by Daylight X Reader Oneshot
FanfictionYes. This a Dead by Daylight Story Dead by daylight belong to Behaviour Interactive I just make the stories. Really bad ones. Hahaha I suck with English. And words.