It's been one year, 207 days since the U.S proclaimed war on its people, bombing its land and destroying everything Dream knew. But Dream would always assure himself he was fine; he had everything he needed. Both him and Patches were alive and physically well, what more could he ask for? Dream doesn't need anyone. Until, he meets someone who changes his life. For the better... or the worse? If any of the people in the story ever say they're uncomfortable with shipping, I will take this story down. This story is inspired by "Nuke To The Heart," which I unfortunately cannot find :( Hope you enjoy! <3 -Moss *cross posted on Ao3 under same nameAll Rights Reserved