Soul sat quietly at the window seat with a blanket wrapped around his shoulders. Flashes from last night fogged his mind before shifting to a snippet of the life he lived before, he scowled and popped open his journal writing down the vision with vague familiarity.
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The plum haired male smiled as he pushed a strand of Alex’s waist long hair behind fish like ears, Alex grinned and cuddled closer to the boy. The boy chuckled and held him close.
“I love you-” his voice statiched out but Soul knew the name all too well. A name he no longer went by, Alex kissed his lips gently as they laid curled up next to each other under the willow the ground pillowed with leaves and wild flowers.
“ i love you more Dove”
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Strong arms wrapped around Soul’s waist as he was lifted into Dream’s lap, Dream nestled his face into Soul’s neck holding him gently, “I see you can still walk” he whispered, Soul blushed and closed his journal shortly after finishing writing.
“You didn't try hard enough. Softie” Soul teased, '' I bet you were scared to hurt me” he purred, Dream squeezed Soul gently.
“Do we need to reenact last night? Let me drain your energy” he whispered against Soul’s neck, Soul yawned and leaned back against him.
“I'm tired” he whined, Dream frowned.
“Didn't sleep?”
Soul sighed “had another Nightmare…and then a vision, they are getting easier to control” he said quietly, Dream kissed Soul’s neck.
“That's good”
It was quiet before Soul let the back of his head hit Dream’s shoulder, Dream kissed Soul’s shoulder blade, his fingers caressing the skin of his legs gently.
“You're wearing my hoodie”
Dream chuckled and Soul flinched against him when Dream’s fingers slipped under the sweatshirt tracing themselves down in between his inner thighs, Soul exhaled gently.
“Dream….” Dream didn't answer and bit Soul’s ear lobe gently “Dream.”
Dream stopped his hands just inches away from Soul’s growing arousal. ”What?”
Soul turned so his lips met with Dream’s jaw.
“It’s 7 in the morning.” he stated with a pause “and im hungry” he complained.
Dream licked a stripe up Soul’s neck before kissing his jawline. “Just once…then we can go get breakfast” he pleaded. Soul sighed and quietly stood only to turn and sit gently on Dream’s lap, straddling him.
Soul dragged a soft hand down Dream’s face kissing him gently, Dream pulled him close deeping the kiss. Tongues intertwined like hemp rope and drying herbs, Soul huffed and pulled away from him, with a pat to Dream’s chest Soul rose and made his way to the bathroom.
Soul smirked as Dream’s eyes glued to him in only his sweatshirt that hung just below his upper thighs.
Soul stopped and placed a hand against the doorframe of the bathroom, he turned to Dream “you gonna join? Or are you just gonna sit there?” Soul teased, Dream’s eyes flickered to Soul’s eyes and Soul smiled as Dream rose and quickly made his way to the bathroom.
“We get breakfast after, got it?” Soul demanded his hand on the doorknob, Dream grinned and pulled Soul into the bathroom by the waist.
“I promise”
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Soul moaned in delight as he took a bite of a French fry, Dream chuckled as he stuck one in his mouth. “You must really like fries” Soul grinned and popped the last of the fry into his mouth.
“And you don’t?”
Dream grinned “you’ve got a point” he smiled and watched Soul stop in front of a store admiring a beautifully made knife, his eyes lit up as they followed the pattern on the blade. Lilacs and thorns tangled with each other engraved into the dark metal, the hilt made of spruce wood grain.
“A Netherite dagger…it’s beautiful” Dream said peering over Soul’s shoulder, Soul smiled gently.
“It is…” he said softly, Dream planted a kiss on Soul’s cheek.
“Oi” Soul snapped, Dream grinned disappearing into the store, Soul’s eyes widened and he followed him in a rush. “No. Dream you are not…” he trailed off as Dream handed him the velvet box.
Soul went quiet and touched the casing before opening it slowly, he dragged his fingers across the smooth blade.
“You shouldn’t have.” Soul snapped, slapping Dream’s chest, Dream grinned.
“Too late”
Soul rolled his eyes and closed the box gently “you’re an asshole” Soul smirked and Dream took his hand gently.
“Come on I wanna spend as much time with you as I can before you return to Las Nevadas” he pleaded as he dragged Soul from the building, Soul laughed and followed him.
“Sir, someone is here asking for you…” Maya said, Soul glared up from his papers and cocked his head to the side.
“Who?”
“Some guy in suspenders…and a beanie? I believe he’s the founder…” she said, Soul’s scowl deepened.
“Tell them I’m busy.”
Maya hesitated “but sir…it’s the founder. He’s demanding to see you, very violently I may add…he held an ax to my neck the first time I told him you were busy” she said stuttering over her words. Soul growled his horns and tail visible as his anger rose.
“He threatened you?”
Maya nodded slowly and Soul hugged her gently before kissing her forehead. “Stay here. I’ll take care of it.” He said, she nodded and watched as he left the office.
The lights in the hall flickered as he made his way down the hall, when he rounded a corner an ax shot out stopping him in his tracks.
“So you are here.”
Soul’s eyes narrowed at the blade following the hand that led to a stern Quackity his eyes narrowed as he glared at Soul, Soul smirked and fixed his shirt button.
“Unfortunately.”
Quackity didn’t lower his ax “don’t get cocky. What happened to Kyle.”
Soul pursed his lips and rolled his sleeves to his forearms before pushing the ax blade down with the tip of his finger gently. “6 feet under I believe…” he smirked, cocking his head so his mask covered his eyes, the red eye glowing in an almost intimidating way. Quackity’s eyes widened before narrowing again as Soul smiled sweetly “or he’s quite possibly in the incinerator behind in the alley, but I’m sure by now he’s well taken care of” he purred.
Quackity glared.
“You killed him?” He snapped, Soul grinned his arms behind his back in a girlish way as he peered up at Quackity.
“Where did you hear that?” He teased the lights when from steady to flickering aggressively as Quackity went to move towards him, Soul stood stiffly within seconds. “I recommend you stay where you are, Quackity .” He said his tone dropping low.
Quackity flinched and took a step back, the lights steadied again and Soul smiled.
“Why did you kill him?” He sighed, Soul chuckled.
“Well you wouldn’t let me have a job so I took it myself. Got to get my way eventually.” He said in a sing-song voice.
“Jesus Christ. Is that why Wilbur was here the other day? For you?” He said rubbing his temples. Soul twirled Quackity’s ax by the hilt and drug a finger down the edge, Quackity’s eyes widened “when-“ he stopped.
Soul hummed a small tune and skipped down the hall bowing when he was outside his office door “shall we bring this to the office?” He poked, Quackity stared as Soul held his ax in hand.
When did he get that….?
“Quackity ~” he sang gently, Quackity met eyes with him and inhaled deeply as he made his way into the office. Soul grinned and shut the door behind them.
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“Jesus Soul…you’ve been missing for a month, you killed a man to work at a club, you made Tubbo rage and then Ranboo got put in jail- and-and…” he sighed, Soul frowned, his heart ached hearing Ranboo’s name. He didn't know why he felt bad.
He shouldn't be feeling any emotion to anyone in the first place.
“I know….i saw Sam kill him.” he frowned “but you worked for him. You tortured Dream… So why are you here now? To torture me too?” Soul said going serious instantly.
Quackity pinch the inbetween of his eyebrows “look. I only work for Sam because-” Soul hissed raising a finger to his lips.
“I don't want your bloody excuses.” he growled, Quackity frowned. “If I cared about what excuses you had to spread I would have asked, but I didn't, did i?” he sneered, Quackity’s eyes widened then he sighed dropping his head.
“Your beanie…”
Soul stared at Quackity’s hair in awe and Quackity reached up before chuckling shyly, He sighed.
“Damn”
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Soul flinched his eyes flashing back to normal “jesus, fuck. You alright?” Quackity questioned, Soul’s eyes narrowed as he stood and made his way to his room.
“I'm fine.” He snapped rummaging around “dammit where is it.” he growled looking for his journal.
For some reason he dreaded forgetting that memory.
Quackity scowled. “Where's what?”
Soul’s anger rises and the neon strip lights flickered. “Fuck.” he sighed and gripped his hair, Quackity frowned spotting the familiar trench coat that belonged to Wilbur.
“Is that…” he went silent and Soul followed his eyes to the coat which hung carelessly on the edge of his bed.
“You've been fucking sleeping with him.” Quackity snapped, Soul’s eyes narrowed in seconds.
“No. he slept here one night because it's a long trip back to where he lives. IM” he drew out “im” “Sleeping with Dream.” he hissed.
“Now if you're going to judge you can leave.” he snapped, Quackity frowned.
It went silent as they stood in the large bedroom.
“So…you and Dream huh?” Quackity mumbled, Soul frowned and folded a shirt gently.
“Yeah…” he smoothed the fabric and set it on the bed “it happened so fast we weren't able to tell anyone” he said, Quackity frowned.
“I can guarantee telling people will make them hate you more” he said slowly, Soul avoided Quackity’s gaze.
“I know.”
It was quiet for a moment before Quackity fixed his sleeves and grabbed his ax placing it on the halter on his back.
“Can I give you some advice?” he said gently, Soul looked at Quackity who was fiddling with a string. “Leave him. Before he leaves you.” Quackitt said sharing a look, hurt pained his eyes as he turned and left Soul alone, those last words lingering in his mind.
Leave him. Before he leaves you.
Soul yelled in frustration and kicked a box across the room, his journal sat under it.
Quackity stood outside the office hesitantly as Soul picked up the book and brought it to his desk with a sigh. Quackity frowned and patted Maya on the shoulder as he left.
“Tread lightly around him.”
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