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Skirts(Fundywastaken)

(People who read my lip balm chapter, dreamsoot, will know that it is really like father like son)

Made on:18th of December 2020
Published on: 19th of December 2020

Fundy and Dream built their relationship on honesty, all the way to marriage, but there was something that Dream will maybe never know. Fundy likes skirts, he loves them: the way they flow in the wind, the many colours and patterns they come in and most importantly the way they always compliment his pale complexion.

Dream was currently on his way to the store to get some supplies. When Fundy was sure that he heard the car pull out of the driveway, he sped to his mini compartment in the closet and pulled a black box; filled with skirts.

Fundy beamed at the box and hurriedly stood on front of the full-body mirror and slowly took out the skirts and laid them down on the bed. Firstly, Fundy picked a skirt with a pastel version of the bi flag printed on it, it went just below his knees.

Fundy slid it on him and he looked gorgeous, the colours represented him and complimented his upper body as he slipped on a pastel hoodie, meant to match. Fundy spun around and giggled when the skirt flew with him.

Fundy reluctantly took it off and placed it back in the box as he looked back at his options, he was feeling quite risky today and chose a mini skirt, it barely reached the middle of his thighs, it was gorgeous pink and red gradient, looking as if it was fit for a king; good thing it was for Fundy

When he slipped it on, he immediately began to play with the ends of it, spinning around, basically adoring himself in the skirt. As soon as he was about to put it all away, he heard a plastic bag being dropped.

Fundy spun around and saw Dream staring at him with love-filled eyes.

"Uh-m I-I can explain. .. "
"No, no. . . I don't want an explanation. . ."

Dream said as he closed the bedroom door, and walked towards Fundy, as he walked up to him, he wrapped an arm around his waist and one in his hair, tugging at it for Fundy to face him.

"I want you~" Dream said, his words slow and sedated.
"Good thing I brought supplies~"

Word Count: 395