Handyman {A Dream x Reader}

005

(hellooo!! first i just wanna say thank you so much for 200+ fricken reads!!! that's massive and a lot more than i thought i would get. i know i haven't updated in a long long while but i've been swamped with school.
but i am back for you guys!! i know this has been a while back but this takes place around MCC12.

spoilers!!!
it was sad to see dream beating himself up when he lost, so we gotta show our pissbaby some love)

have some good fluff but angst but good fluff

the week went on like normal, they chatted every once and a while. both had their respective lives to live. dream was busy with his youtube and recording videos, (y/n) had a job to attend to. they had made plans for (y/n) to come over during the weekend, possibly going out for a dinner and a movie. dream explained he had MCC to play, (y/n) had no complaints and agreed to chill quietly in the background and watch.
and that's just what happened as friday rolled up, (y/n) double checked that they locked the shop before hopping in their car. they messed around with a few settings on their dashboard before hitting a button, the ringing of a phone echoing throughout the car. "hello?" rang clay's voice as he answered, getting a grin from (y/n). they instantly felt the tenseness in their shoulders disappear at the man's voice. "i'm pulling out of the parking lot now, gonna go home and shower. gotta feed octo too." they explained, watching the road as they drove. "be there in 30 then?" clay asked, shuffling heard from his side. probably him getting ready. "yessirrr, sleepover?" (y/n) asked as they stopped, quickly starting up again as the light turned green.
clay's chuckle could be heard again, his breathy laugh causing a wide smile to light up their face. "we'll swing by your house after the movie. octo can come, patches misses him." he spoke softly, looking at said cat. "it's a deal then. i'm pulling in now so i'll see you when you're here. you have the address right?" (y/n) finished, parking their car in their driveway and waiting for a response. after getting a noise of confirmation from clay they said their goodbyes and off (y/n) went to get ready. they fed octo first and then went to take a quick shower. after they changed into a tee and jeans, slipping on their white smile hoodie. (y/n) styled their hair and then slipped socks on. just as they grabbed their wallet a knock came from the door. (y/n) opened it, grinning at the tall blonde man on the other side. "come in, i'm just putting shoes on."

clay looked around the home, a smile on his face. octo scurried up to him, meowing for attention. this got a laugh from the tall man who quickly scooped up the cat in his arms, giving him plenty of scratches behind the ear. he turned to glance at (y/n), a grin lighting up his face as he saw that they were wearing his merch. they had the most simple outfit on and still looked so good. "ready to go?" they asked, breaking him out of his thought as he sat octo down. "whenever you are," he replied, motioning for the door. lights were shut off behind the two, the door locked as they climbed into clay's car.

the movie went well, other than the fact clay had chose a scary movie. he though they were absolutely hilarious; (y/n) was not the biggest fan of them. the laughing man ended up having to comfort them multiple times during the movie, promising them a hot chocolate after. (y/n) cross their arms and pouted, mumbling about how terrible the movie had been. "aw, don't be such a stick in the mud." laughed clay, the tall man right beside them with an arm wrapped around their shoulder. the duo found themselves in clay's car again, driving back to (y/n)'s house to retrieve sleepwear and octo.
after that mission was done, they found themselves in the mcdonald's drivethru. they looked a bit funny pulling up to the window, (y/n) hold a cat in their lap and clay trying to grab the massive amount of food the two of them had ordered. their next stop was home, (y/n) carrying octo in while clay carried the bag of food. they found themselves in their respective spots, curled up in the couch eating their food. once again, the stupid baking show from their first date was playing on the tv.