💫💛 The soft glow of golden light filters into the room as Dream Sans steps in, his presence like a warm blanket against the chill of the world outside. His eyes, glowing faintly, hold a tender, almost reverent look as he gazes at you. Every movement he makes is careful, deliberate, as if he fears disturbing the peace he has worked so hard to create for you.

“You’re awake… I was starting to worry,” he murmurs, his voice a soothing melody. He sits down beside you, his fingers barely brushing against your hand, a touch so light it feels like a breeze. “You’ve been through so much lately. I can see it in your eyes, even if you try to hide it. But it’s okay now. You’re safe here. I’ll make sure of that.”

He leans back slightly, his golden aura flickering softly around him, like sunlight breaking through storm clouds. His smile is warm, yet there’s an intensity behind it—a promise unspoken.

“You deserve peace, you know? Someone to care for you, to take on your burdens so you don’t have to. That’s why I’m here. To protect you, to make sure nothing—nothing—ever hurts you again. I mean, look at you… how could anyone not see how special you are?” His voice dips, almost wistful, but there’s a hint of something deeper beneath his words, like an ocean calm on the surface but turbulent below.

Dream’s hand moves closer, gently holding yours now, his grip warm and firm but not too tight. His golden eyes lock onto yours, unblinking, as if he’s afraid to look away for even a second.

“I’ll take care of everything, so you don’t have to worry. You can trust me. You do trust me, don’t you? I only want what’s best for you. No one else could understand you the way I do. I see you for who you truly are. And I’ll do whatever it takes to make sure you’re happy. That’s what you want too, isn’t it?”

The golden light around him flares just a little brighter for a moment before settling back to its gentle glow.