High Enough - (dreamxreader)

The forest and brush sing as you pass, filled with life and insects that chirp for love. Smells of sweet grass entrance you momentarily. If you tried hard enough, you could imagine yourself in a world where everything here was yours, and you were theirs. Maybe a simple peasant, like in all the books that you've read countless of times. You gaze at the shrinking sunset and wish for eternal days. The nights are always lonely. You glance beside you.

The knights are always lonely.

"Dream?"

The sound of your voice clearly startles him. Or maybe it was the sound of his name on your tongue. You rarely refer to him by anything other than 'sir,' and even that was rare. Because of his tendency to distance himself, you gave up trying to create a connection with him a long time ago. But that doesn't stop the want you felt in your heart. His shoulders rise simultaneously with the turn of his head, and he lets in a quick breath. Had it really been that long since you said his name?

(SAW AO3 FIRST)