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g-razorblade · 2 years
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Working Hard - DWT
Prompt: "you smell nice"
Category: SFW
Pairing: dwt x gn!reader
Warnings: Nothing major, maybe slight hints of relationship angst, mostly fluff, use of Dream's real name
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You'd been working on this same essay for hours now, hunched over your keyboard, trying to get the words out in a way that would make sense. College was hard, no matter how much work you put into it, the mountain of work seemed never-ending. When one essay was done, another took its place seemingly immediately.
You glanced out the window, the sky was painted in pinks, blues and purples as the sun set. Your stomach grumbled. You knew you had to finish this, but all you wanted to do was curl up in bed with your boyfriend.
He was just as hard at work as you, spending hours in meetings and recordings. It had definitely taken a toll on your relationship as of recently. Nothing was inherently wrong, but the amount of time you had to spend with each other was gradually decreasing as your work loads increased.
Eventually, the sun set, and the only light in your office was that of your pc. Behind you, a knock on the door was heard.
"Come in." You called, furiously typing the last paragraph. The door opened, a sliver of light splitting through the room from the hallway.
"How are you doing, love?" Clay called from the doorway. You slumped in your chair.
"I'm nearly done." You murmured, exhaustion flooding your voice. You couldn't stop the tears flooding your eyes as you stared at the screen, whether they were from exhaustion or hopelessness you weren't sure.
Clay seemed to notice the change in your posture, and moved closer to you, sinking next to your chair. He took your face in his hands, pulling it to look at him as he searched your face.
"You need to rest." He said finally.
You sniffed and looked away. "I need to finish this first."
"You're burning yourself out, sweetheart. This isn't healthy."
"This is my last paragraph," You protested. "I'm almost finished."
He sighed, shaking his head slightly.
"Stand up." He said suddenly. You glanced away from the screen to look at him in confusion. He nodded at you.
Hesitantly, you did as he said, and he slipped into the chair behind you, pulling you down to his lap. His arms wrapped around your waist and his face buried into your shoulder.
"Last paragraph, then we have dinner and watch a movie, okay? I miss being with you."
Your heart melted. "We've both been busy, baby." You whispered quietly as you began to type once more.
He hummed. "That's no excuse, I think both of us need to take more breaks than we currently do. I miss being with you, doing this with you."
You smiled softly. "This will hopefully only take me ten minutes, then we can relax together."
He placed a soft kiss to your shoulder.
"You smell nice." He murmured, pushing his face into your hair.
You giggled at the slightly ticklish sensation. "I love you."
You felt him smile against your skin. "I love you too."
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g-razorblade · 2 years
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dwt x reader - scars
SFW - may include sexual connotations but no smut
Genre: fluff
Warnings: use of dream's real name, talking about scars and birthmarks.
Prompt: exploring each others' bodies, but not in a sexual way. Finding their different birthmarks, looking over each others' scars and sharing the stories behind them, running their hands over one another and just appreciating the feeling of the other person next to them.
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The two of you lay tangled up on his bed, his head resting on your chest and legs laying between yours. As you came out of your blissful slumber, you became acutely aware of his fingertips brushing over your collarbone.
"Clay?" You whispered, hesitant to break the peaceful quiet that encompassed you both.
"Morning, love." He rumbled, clearly his throat to rid the morning raspiness. "What's this scar here from?"
So that's what he was doing. You smiled lightly.
"My brother accidentally pushed me down the stairs when we were younger, and my shoulder caught on an exposed nail that no one had noticed. Had to get a tetanus shot and three stitches for that one."
Clay hummed, allowing his fingers to trail slowly to your inner arm, just above your elbow. "And this one?"
You thought for a moment. "I think that was when I tried skateboarding for the first time. The one on my left knee is also from that."
That brought his attention down to your legs, shuffling down on the bed until his had was rested on your lower stomach, and his fingers wandered along your thigh, down to where the large, white scar on your knee was.
The sensation was slightly ticklish, sending a shiver down your spine as his hand crept back upwards, where it stopped just before the hem of your shorts.
"And what is this? Is it a burn?"
You glanced down to see what he was talking about before you laughed, softly and uncomfortably.
"Um, no. That one's... just a birthmark. I used to tell people it was a burn because it was a whole lot less embarrassing than it just being a skin deformation but..."
You tapered off as you felt his warm, soft lips press against your thigh.
"It's beautiful." He murmured. You were silent, you weren't exactly sure how to respond.
He only moved back up to you, pressing soft kisses to any part of exposed skin he could.
"You're beautiful." He said, once he finally drew his head inline with yours, pressing a soft, lingering kiss to your lips.
Once he pulled away and saw how flushed and speechless you were, he turned onto his side, head aligned with yours only millimeters away.
He brought his hands to yours, pushing your fingers over the grooves of his knuckles. You smiled, and glanced down at his fingers.
"Hey, how did you get this scar?" You asked.
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g-razorblade · 2 years
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