tw: flirting, attempted sex??? idk

longer chapter btw

y/n and schlatts day was unique, they'd spent their time doing things that didn't require much, however it meant so much more. walks around a park, on the beach, and a picnic in the forest for lunch...

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y/n had put special care into the picnic, a soft blanket beneath them, flowers spread elegantly around them, cakes, porkchops, berries, and honey. everything was perfect. y/n loved days like this, simple ones. they used to be so common, so abundant. now they were hard to come by. their cottages, hand made goods, simplistic yet warm moments- now glazed over in a rich, aged glaze, like wine. it wasn't terrible, but it was foreign, bittersweet. y/n never liked bittersweet chocolate. she missed their hill, but it was so far now- a distant memory. she took a sip of her wine, savoring the taste. schlatt was staring at her again, with those eyes, so inviting- so charming. she blushed, grinning at him,

"what...?" she giggled.

"nothing..." he sighed. the light peering through the leaves above them so perfectly outlined y/n, making him grin again. she was enchanting, every imperfection just making her even more perfect. he couldn't help but gawk at her. she could have anyone, he thought. yet she chose me. what is so special, about me? schlatt pondered, all while stupidly staring at her, he was such a fool. a fool in love.

"schlatt...?" she mumbled, attempting to catch his attention.

"hm?" he mumbled. she smiled again, setting her wine glass down and crawling over to schlatts side. she sat down next to him, resting her head on his shoulder and pulling his hand into hers. he hummed at her touch, pulling her closer. he rested his head on hers, savoring the sweet smell of washed away shampoo in her hair mixed with the perfume he had bought her, creating an inviting scent only for him.

"i'm your angel" she mumbled. a swirl of happiness danced through schlatts mind, his. he dreamed of everything he could do with her by his side, how highly she thought of him. and he sighed, a flood of a new emotion washing over his mind. something eternal, domestic. he smiled. something lasting, meaningful- till death do them part. he wanted to spend the rest of his life with this woman.

"hey...we're gonna go somewhere special tonight" he brushed his fingers through her hair.

"where...?" she smiled curiously.

"it's a surprise, a fancy one" he whispered, grinning. he pushed himself up, helping y/n up as well. "hey- i gotta run somewhere real quick, work related. but i'll be back soon, promise, then i'll meet you at home. okay?" y/n nodded in response, he smiled, admiring how understanding she was. "you're the best" he pressed a kiss on her lips before walking off hurriedly, leaving y/n alone.

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after y/n had cleaned up their picnic, she made her way home. home. she liked how she could call that place home. it felt productive coming out of her mouth. even the air felt perfect, warm and only a little windy. she wondered what niki was doing, she knew how niki wasn't fond of schlatt. to be fair, schlatt did exile wilbur, nikis close friend. she shook her head, she didn't want to get involved. she looked down- remembering niki, and last night. gently rolling up her sleeve, she winced, frowning at the dark purple bruise formed across her arm. god forbid schlatt would see it, she could only imagine what he would do. she could imagine, remember, his anger- yelling, swearing, then washing away. all melting down to sadness, it was always that. crying into her waist, or shoulder, or kisses. she hated to see him sad, it was worse than anger. arriving home, she made her way through that hobby, through the hallway, giving a quick, cheerful wave to a worried tubbo. she stepped into their suite, a chilly breeze struck her across her skin, sending shivers down her spine. she felt watched. setting the basket down in the kitchen, she walked into their bedroom, a confused glance spreading across her face. the balcony door was wide open, a menacing glare rearing over its frame, shades danced with the wind, like ghosts pulling y/n forward, over, and into oblivion. she shook her head, walking over and closing the doors with a click. a footstep creaked behind her and she jumped,

"hey there, y/n... schlatt here?" a deep, cocky voice rang across the room. y/n darted around, pushing herself against the balcony door. a hooded man stood eerily in the doorframe of their bedroom, his mask staring daggers at her. she shivered, he was holding a knife- cockily playing with the blade. his leather gloves protecting his skin from the harsh edge, if there even was skin underneath.

"what the fuck!" y/n stuttered, hugging herself as if that would protect her.

"ill take that as a no..." he sighed, putting his knife away, eyeing her with that same damn charm schlatt had.

"dream...you should go...he's not here...i don't know when he'll be back" she mumbled, dream stepped forward, closer to y/n.

"i think i'll wait..." he said, "besides, i've got you to entertain me now" a slight grin tugged at his lips from underneath the mask. she nodded,

"okay then..." awkwardly stepping past dream, like a rabbit evading a wolf. "how about, i make you some tea...?" she mumbled, stepping into the kitchen. dream followed her closely, watching every move. he shrugged.

"go ahead..." he sat down at the table, comfortably adjusting himself. there was something about him, he could just dominate a room- much like schlatt. but dream, dream wasn't afraid of schlatt, he wasn't afraid of anything to y/n's account. she made the tea, trying not to meet eyes with dream, it worried her- how weirdly he watched her. she set down the cup of tea in front of dream, he barely acknowledged it. he just kept his eyes on her. she frowned,

"is something wrong...?" she mumbled, keeping her eyes on the floor. he narrowed his eyes from underneath the mask, glaring weirdly at her. she hugged herself uncomfortably. he sighed, standing up, then easily towering over y/n.

"no...is something wrong with you...?" he mumbled, stepping oddly close. she shook her head, squeezing her arms. "you know...ive always liked you y/n, you're so...what's the word...?" he grinned "obedient"

"i- erm-" she started, cut off by two firm fingers tilting her chin upwards.

"i can see why schlatts so fond of you..." he chuckled, "i'd hate to see something bad happen to you... but you're so... obedient, might just be your fault... for not saying no" he pulled his knife out again, holding it dangerously close to y/n's neck. "schlatt takes care of you...doesnt he? you seem very, fragile" he pressed the blade on to y/n collarbone, dragging it down. she winced, hands shaking- why couldn't she object-? he chuckled again, "you're such a people pleaser... that's gonna get you in trouble you know?" y/n shook her head, tears forming in her eyes, what was he doing? he sighed, stepping back, putting the knife away. y/n relaxed her shoulders in relief, wiping the blood off her collarbone. she just wanted schlatt to get home now, to protect her- she hated being so fucking reliant on others. "why don't you give me a tour...?" he smirked, walking around y/n.

"erm- okay..." she nodded, stepping away from him. she briefly showed him the kitchen, living area, dining room, and the bedroom. he shuffled around, eyeing the closet and the bed. "sorry- it's a little messy" she chuckled, attempting to fix the sheets.

"don't bother- nothing wrong with a little mess" he mumbled, eyeing y/n. she nodded, standing up and walking over to the balcony windows, looking out, trying to see if schlatt was coming. dream stepped into the closet, hands running over the silky clothes- he stopped. he reached into the pocket of one of schlatts suits, pulling out a polaroid. he grinned, admiring the photo. he looked over to y/n, then stuck the photo into his own pocket. he stumbled over to y/n, looking out the window with her. "what are you doing...?"

"oh- erm, nothing just-" she started, dream chuckled- bringing his hand up and stroking her cheek with his thumb. she stopped, stunned.

"do you think schlatt would mind...?" he mumbled,

"mind what...?" she furrowed her brow.

"sharing" he smirked, swiping her bottom lip with his thumb. she frowned, stepping back.

"i think he'd mind..." she mumbled, hugging herself uncomfortably. dream shrugged,

"i think he'd be lenient..." he stepped up closer to her. y/n looked away- her face flushed. she heard a distant click, a door popping open. she slid past dream, peering out the bedroom doorframe. schlatt was there- she never felt more relieved.

"hey-!" his smile fading when he saw the uncomfortable- nervous look on y/n's face. "what's wrong-" he started, then knew- when dream stepped out. he tilted his head at schlatt, leaning up against the doorframe and resting his arm on y/n's shoulder.

"hey there, schlatt" he grinned cockily, raising his eyebrows. y/n kept her eyes on the floor, not wanting to disobey dreams silent command to stay still, but also wanting to hide behind schlatt.

"dream-" schlatt began, stepping closer. dreams arm wrapped around y/n, nudging her closer. schlatt stopped.

"you got a real nice lady here...she made me tea...gave me a tour" he clicked his tongue. "why don't we talk, schlatt" dream grinned, running his hand along y/n's waist. she could tell schlatt was holding something back, some anger. schlatt was scared of dream, it was obvious. but something about dream putting his hands on y/n- his angel- made him feel something more than protective, like he wanted to prove to dream exactly how she was his. he shivered, glaring at dream.

"why don't we...let go of her first..." he grumbled. dream eyed schlatt- schlatt wasn't backing down. dream sighed, letting go of y/n's waist. she stepped away, then scurrying over to schlatt and cowering behind him, interlocking her hand in his.

"aw" dream chuckled, sticking his hand in his pockets, fumbling with the polaroid, debating whether he should mention it. schlatts squeezed y/n's hand, turning to face her.

"why don't you wait outside..." he mumbled, pushing her hair behind her ear. she nodded, painfully letting go of schlatts hand and stepping out of the suite. she sighed, hugging herself again.