#dreamfluff

request: yes but by my friend haha pairing: dream x reader genre: fluff word count: 531 warnings: n/a pronouns: gender-neutral summary: dream asks you to repeat what you said, not that he didn’t hear you or anything, he just likes your voice.

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dream stared at you from the doorway, eyeing the fact you sat on the stairs just to be taller than him. you rose a brow at him, “something wrong dream?” you drawled out, as if you didn’t do this just to prove a point.

he rolled his eyes with a short laugh, “nothing’s wrong, just wondering when you’ll accept you’re shorter than me.” dream teased, snickering while mischievously gleaming at you. after his comment you flipped him off, leaning back against the stairs, folding one leg over your knee. “you’re an asshole.” you grumbled, brows furrowing. 

his smile only grew, while he shook his head in amusement, “if you say so dear, if you say so” it was his turn to draw his words out, which seemed more antagonizing than what you had said in the same way before. 

you stared at him for a moment before rolling your eyes with a scoff, “ugh, stop being so hot or i’m gonna kick your ass.” your voice was mumbled, but still audible. he was only a couple feet away after all, having walked closer to the stairs. 

“I’m sorry what was that?” dream questioned, glancing up at you. his stared burned into your side, and you absolutely refused to look at him after what you just said, your face blooming in a light blush.

“were you not listening?” you expertly quipped back, expertly as long as you ignored the clear embarrassment to your words, and the slight shake to your voice. while you spoke you folded your arms over your chest, staring up at the ceiling of the second floor.

instead of saying anything back you only heard his footsteps, a small chuckle finally leaving the green-hooded man, especially when he suddenly appeared in your view. his mask was tilted slightly back, pulled up onto his head so that his eyes could meet your’s. he leaned down, close enough so that you could feel his breath, which sent a small shiver down your spine. “i was, your voice is just so nice,” he smiled warmly down at you, “like golden carrots being given to me with a regeneration potion on a silver platter, it’s a delicacy that i’ll always enjoy.” 

at this point your face felt on fire, the blush spreading to your ears. dream hovered over you, glancing around your face for any sign of distaste or fear. the silence felt prolonged, tension weighing heavy on your heart. 

it was minutes more before he finally leaned down, gently pressing his lips to the corner of your’s. he leaned back slightly more, glancing up at your eyes to meet your gaze. you had been staring at him, and before anything could be said he leaned back down again, capturing your lips with his own.