summary: y/n visits dream two days after Quackity's visits
triggers: blood, mention of torture
about to make y'all feel bad for dream with a little bit of angst muwah!
y/n scratched the back of her neck as she stood on the platform, waiting for the lava to fall.
"are you sure?" asked Sam, the warden
"mhm mhm. thanks for letting me visit him by the way..." she looked at him
"after what happened with tommy and uh.. quackity.. i wasn't sure if i should let other people visit him, but it's you." Sam assured himself more than he talked to her
"yeah.. yea-" she trailed off and soon after the bridge began to move forward. She didn't know what he meant by quackity but she shook it off. y/n didn't look back at Sam, instead she was glad she didn't have to have that conversation.
Dream wasn't standing there like he usually was.
Y/N was a bit concerned as she stepped in and waited for the lava to fall back down
it was during this time when she looked around and found him resting his side on the chest, a book in hand, asleep and the mask hiding his face. he looked .. pretty but broken. broken.
When the barrier fell she silently walked in and kneeled down infront of him. oh all the feelings came rushing back.
"we are nothing"
was the last thing she said to him. she didn't mean it. she regretted it instantly but she couldn't tell him that. As soon as y/n left him that day she cried and went back to Techno's place. For the longest time she didn't leave the premises. Y/N didn't want to face everyone after what happened, after everyone knew how she felt about him. but now. she needed to see him. i mean, she told herself it was to yell at him and get closure,, but in honesty, she wanted to see him, she missed him.
her eyes fluttered as she looked at his hands. his knuckles were red and the tips of his nails were covered in dried blood. that's when she noticed the red stains on his outfit. what the fuck happened to him
"clay.." she whispered to herself as she placed her hand gently at the edge of his mask. the girl slowly pushed the mask up, revealing the edge of his nose when his hand suddenly gripped her wrist.
his grip was strong but not as strong.
"hey hey hey—" she let out.
he couldn't believe it. her voice oh lord her voice. he urned to hear it for months in that stupid prison.
"it's just me.."
he pushes her hand up, taking off his mask. that was when she saw how badly bruised his face was. he was tortured, burned even.
y/n gasped and dropped the mask on the obsidian floor. it's just her.
"y/n" he cried out but it came out as a whimper as his voice cracked. he just dove into her and buried his face in the crook of her neck.
naturally she wrapped her hands behind his neck and pulled him closer. this vulnerable side of Dream wasn't new to her, she had seen him upset like this before.
she came to yell at him, but instead she was consoling him? i mean she blamed him yes but part of it was 'Dreamon's' fault. anywho,,
there she was comforting her ex .. friend with benefit? ex best friend? lover? lord knows what they were.
Y/N played with his hair and rubbed the back of his neck to calm him down. she didn't want to hold him too tight and end up hurting him, he however felt that he needed to be held tightly and covered.
he was scared. tormented really, after quackity's second visit. he felt the most comfort he had in months in her arms.
after a couple minutes passed and his breathing steadied, she spoke.
"who did this to you?" he shivered as she asked.
"was it sam?" y/n whispered.
"quackity" dream cleared his throat mid-way and pulled himself out of her grip slightly. Her hands were still wrapped around his neck.
"quackity?! what - but these wounds they look like swords and - and-"
"sam let him torture me. he-he came in with weapons y/n. Sam has allowed him do this to me every single day"
"well i uh why would quackity even do this"
"do you not believe me?! do you think i did this to myself?!" he yelled in his raspy voice. it seemed as if he had yelled a lot. dream sounded real especially with the pain behind his voice
"no, no that wasn't my intention it's just—"
"that you also see me like everyone else does, and that's why you didn't visit me after all this time." he cut her off and supposedly finished her sentence.
she didn't know what to say. she just remained speechless, which was worse than any other response.
Dream scoffed, hurting his throat, and grabbed her hands pulling them off of him. "i would tell you to leave but this is better than q-quackity"
she felt awful. he was genuine and she hurt him.
"clay" she simply said his name and cupped his cheek. "i'm sorry" she added
Dream shook his head and stood up groaning. He limped to the corner and faced the wall. Y/N sighed and picked up his book which was on the floor where he sat.
"clay please"
There was a sudden urge in her to open the book. So she did. If he wasn't going to reply to her she wouldn't talk to him
As soon as she opened the book she read
"entry one. i miss her, i miss y/n"
she wasn't speechless for long. she looked at the page for a bit before looking up at Dream and closing the book shut. he turned around and looked up at her before snatching the book out of her hands.
he didn't need to open the book to see what was in it. he knew exactly what book she read. "Y/N-" he was mid-way saying her name when she caressed the right side of his face and interrupted him
"i missed your warmth, your scent. i missed your company. i missed the way you would hold me so close.. i miss knowing you're mine while everyone is oblivious and knows nothing about us. i miss being the only person to see your face every morning"
he shut his eyes as she spoke. he noticed the tone in her words change from past to present. by the end of her sentence she was whispering.
he held her wrist and palm, and pushed them up, resting his face on it.
"i miss you too Clay.."
as soon as she felt a tear fall down his cheek and bit her hand, he pulled away and stood up straight. there was a change in his attitude as if he was forcing himself to hold back.
He wasn't slouching anymore, he wiped his eyes and grabbed his mask, quickly putting it on.
now that! was the dream everyone saw. evil, cold and emotionless.
"why are you doing this" he asked bluntly turning around.
"doing what.." she asked confused.
"you know what i'm talking about. *stop* lying to me. you don't care. no one cares-"
"that's where you're wrong i did car-" she tried to speak but he continued, ignoring her comments.
"that's why i'm in here alone. i wasn't even given a chance to be better ... just tossed in here like i'm the only bad guy on this server" he got quiet near the end and crossed his arms.
"i realise how wrong that is, i do. but you also need to realise that everyone did this to protect themselves and the people they love from you. you were going to kill Tubbo and lord knows how far you would have gone.You had lost your mind you weren't Dream anymore"
"what about the people i love?"
"you drove away those people"
"not you. you left me."
"and you were just using me!"
"was i really? or did you just let what others said get into your head. you were convinced i was a monster, that i was manipulating you when all i ever was to you was honest. i never lied to you about my plans,about myself, about anything. so tell me Y/N, did i 'use' you or did you simply not love me back"
y/n groaned frustrated and turned her back towards him until it hit her. "wait, love you back? when did you .. love me front?"
"you are an idiot"
// A/N
wrote this over the course of days so there is a difference in tone. i'll post part three later i really want to publish this now hehe :3 Also!! tysm for 2k reads you all are incredible <33
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