Summer, 6:30am in dreams base

Dream reluctantly woke up. His eyes stayed closed, wanting to cry at the heat. He loved punz and you, but Jesus, the man was always cold, and dream clearly would rather hug his fiancé and kid than kick the sheets off of him. The curtains were too thin, letting light simmer into the room.

He rolled onto his back and groaned as he felt your arms wrap around him like a kola yes he may be cold but having punz hug his lower torso and you hugging his chest is extremely hot...

--🎭🦝--

(Dream and punz are you parents your adopted)