#reaperxdream

Dream had been living in the realm of the gods for several months now. He had met a couple of the others - Sans' brother Papyrus - and one of their main creators, the god of Magic, Gaster. While he was curious about the other gods and goddesses who ruled over the mortals in this... From what he had been able to figure out, alternate universe... He was also rather hesitant to do so, as Dream had noticed that Sans... Didn't seem to get along with the others very much - and he was fairly sure it was because of what the other had been created to do.

Which upset the positive spirit - as Sans couldn't help that he was created to keep the balance, and to ensure that the mortals died when it was their time to do so. He shouldn't be hated and ostracized for it. That reminded him so strongly of... But no. He wasn't going to think about that - or of his tentative plans on confronting on the deity who was making Sans' existence the most miserable. He was going to have words with her, carefully chosen and hopefully well-spoken enough to get it through her head that Sans - or Reaper, as many referred to him as - wasn't evil.

But that was going to be a conversation for a later time. For now, Dream was quietly humming to himself as he straightened up the small living space that Reaper lived in - and was gracious enough to allow him to crash on the other's couch. He had nowhere else to go - and the ambient positivity of this world was more than enough for him to stay here fairly comfortable... And, due to how powerful the gods were, Dream was fairly sure that he could hide in this universe for quite a while, if Nightmare even could leave their home timeline. He still had no idea how he'd managed to do it in the first place - but the positive spirit certainly wasn't going to question his good fortune.

Dream mentally shook himself, now wasn't the time to brood about what ifs and things that he couldn't change. The positive spirit senses Reaper moments before he comes through the door, and immediately tackles the other as soon as he's fully inside of the small house that they're currently sharing, his arms wrapping around the taller skeletal being's waist. "Welcome home, Reaper!"

The god of death hums a little, and he can feel the other's cool embrace a couple of seconds later "I'm glad to be home, Dream. You sure do live up to your name... I smell something really tasty... But please tell me if you created another batch of cupcake kittens. I don't want to accidentally kill them this time."

"That was one time, Reaper! And yes, I did make cupcakes again, but I followed a recipe this time. I just... I hadn't cooked anything the first time I tried making some stuff for you and I... Kind of forgot that I could do that. Besides, the magic powering the cup-kittens would have faded in a couple of days, anyways." Dream responded, pouting and blushing just a little bit up at Reaper.

"How... How could you have possibly forgotten that you can temporarily bring baking products to life?" Reaper asked, a small smirk curling on his face. He lightly booped the other's face, just above his nose hole, entirely charmed by his boyfriend. Boyfriend. He was dating someone. Who he could touch and not hurt. And who brought such joy and light into his life. If he hadn't already asked and gotten a probably-truthful answer out of Gaster, he would have sworn that the god of magic had created the cheerful immortal being for him as a companion.

"I... I haven't baked like that in a while. I couldn't while... For a long time." Dream responds, stopping himself before he said that he was being hunted down by Nightmare for centuries. He didn't want to worry Reaper - besides there was a good chance that Nightmare was stuck in their home timeline. He realizes that he's stopped smiling and then beams up at the other again, nuzzling into the other again, humming softly "But that's only because I was wandering around a lot, and since I don't need to eat unless I use too much of my magic - or are injured and can't heal myself for whatever reason, I didn't cook then."

Reaper gave him an inscrutable stare, as if the other was trying to read his soul. Dream continued to smile sweetly up at his boyfriend, leaning his weight against the other's cool frame. He answered after a moment "Alright... You know you can talk to me about anything, right? I want to support you as much as you support me."

"Aww... Thanks! You do help me a lot. You've done... You've done more for me than I could ever possibly express." Dream responds earnestly as he nuzzles into the other, still smiling happily. After a moment he asks "Do you want to try the non-living cupcakes? They should be pretty tasty."

Reaper nodded, before responding quietly "You'll have to feed me - otherwise the cupcakes are likely to turn into ashes before I can taste them."

Dream nodded, smiling warmly as he pressed a kiss to the other's teeth, gently guiding the other to the couch. "You sit here, I'll go get my food. I've been looking forwards to spoiling you a little, as I know that you've been really busy the past few days."

Reaper smiles, flopping down onto the couch and sprawling out, and responded happily "Sure, I don't mind being a little bit lazy. You treat me so well, darling."

The positive spirit flustered a little bit as he went to the kitchen, his soul warm and full of affection. He cared for the other so much, and he was very glad that they would be able to spend time together for a while - before the other would inevitably be yelled at to collect souls. He brings over the plate of cupcakes, setting it on the other's table before snuggling up into Reaper's lap, grabbing one of the cupcake and bringing it up to the other's mouth "This one is a lemon cupcake with a raspberry center and lemon frosting. I made each of the cupcakes a different flavor." Dream wasn't sure what the other might like as Reaper hadn't really eaten much before.