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Fleeting [Dave Strider x Reader]

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Fleeting



For the first time in a really long time, you finally take a step into Dave Strider's room. Breathing in, you can still make out his musk, intertwined with a trace of fragrance you can't quite place. With each second you spend in the ghost of his presence, the more you wanted to just disappear into the void.

It hurts. The reality of never being able to be with the red-eyed dork hurts.

Sometimes, even the fact that you're still drawing breath is painful, because you knew that he never will. He's too, you know, busy being six feet underground and, well, dead. More than anything, though, it's the idea of needing to let go.

You don't want to. You can't. Dave Strider was your life, and you were his. So, the moment he bled out, you might as well have died with him. But you have to, if you want to keep the last bit of sanity you have left.

Wordlessly, you bury yourself in his sheets. You inhale his scent like a necessity, knowing well that there would come a day that it'll all be gone - Just like him.

That night, you cried yourself to sleep.

[END]

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lmao. what did i do
((Dead Dave drabble is what))

If I made any errors, feel free to notify me. <3 `
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god danm, you have to do this. WHYYYYFree Icon For Yivey! Super Wing  *Flys away*