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Error wasn’t sure what to do or how to even go about this, his thoughts, his mind, his own soul felt confused and conflicted on what he wants right now.
He has always enjoyed feminine clothes, wearing them out while on dates with Dream or just wearing them around the house, he liked it, it made him feel good, nice, loose and flowy and Dream certainly enjoyed the sight of him in a short skirt and long socks.
Never had he put much thought into it…until now.
Error doesn’t remember when or how it happened but it’s happened a few times on a date with his partner, the waiter or server of the place would refer to him as a woman, suppose that made sense on their part, he does wear nicer dresses out. Most of the time the two just brush it off, maybe Dream jokingly referring to him as ‘his lady’ but that was as far as it would go.
Now…Error was having doubts.
He didn’t care that he got refer to as a woman sometimes…if anything…he liked being called on.
He liked the idea of being a woman.
And that scared the shit of out him.
He didn’t know how to go about this, he’s always thought he was gay—certainly Dream was gay, what did it mean now that he was thinking about being a woman, would their relationship be straight now? Would Dream leave him…her?
Error runs his claws over his face, dragging his feet to bed and hiding under the covers, their mind too overwhelmed with thoughts, eventually they’ll have to face the truth, eventually they’ll have to tell Dream about it and brace themselves for when Dream dumps them.
Error was so awful, so selfish.
It wasn’t fair.
They curled up against themselves, hiding under the blankets, unable to stop the doubt from flooding their mind. Should they just suck it up and keep playing along as a man or just let Dream dump them? Error wasn’t sure they could keep up a lie like that for so long and if he found out he would feel so betrayed.
As they spiraled out of their thoughts, Error felt a hand pressed up against their back, looking up from under the sheets they were greeted by the soft glow of Dream’s eyes, shimmering like gold.
“Dear..?” he softly spoke, wearing his soul on his sleeve, “Is everything alright? You’ve been rather quiet”
“Yeah sorry” Error mumbles, “Just thinking a lot of things..”
“I see, Error you can tell me if something’s wrong” Dream comforted, his voice was as soft and welcoming as a warm blanket on a cold night.
It gets a little smile out of them before they go back to frowning a little, “I dunno..just a lot of noise in my skull y’know?”
Dream gently rubs small circles on their back, “I understand, if there’s anything you do want to say, don’t be afraid to okay? I’ll understand”
They nod along to his words, slowly sitting upright and wrapping the blanket around their shoulders, hugging them tighter, nervously they look over to their partner who reassures them though Error could tell that Dream was picking up that something was wrong and it was worrying him and Error didn’t want to worry him any longer even if they’re not looking forward to it. Error takes a deep breath and looks over to their partner.
“Dream…i—I think I’m a woman” Error admits, bracing themselves for the eventual dumping.
A long, painful pain from the other monster.
“Oh.”
It did not make them feel better, “Is…is that a bad ‘oh’?”
“No No, not at all..” Dream certainly looked surprised, trying to find the right words, “More like ‘I had a feeling’ type of oh”
“Huh?”
Dream sort of rubbed his temple, trying to find the right words, “I mean, not to say wearing dresses magically turns you into a woman, you know? Feminine men do exist and well I thought you were but…I figure that maybe you were abit more than that”
“But..you’re gay..” Error murmured in confusion.
“Well… sexuality isn’t set in stone so to speak…just like how gender is” He explained, offering his hand to Error, “Error I love you and I will continue to love you till the end of time”
For once that got a smile out of them, “Heh thank you..love ya too”
“Does that mean I get to call you Errorette?” Dream asked playfully.
“Ew no” Error chuckled, playfully shoving him, “I’ll figure something out, maybe, I like my name too much—but ah, thanks for being here”
“Of course, anything for you” he remarked, pressing a little kiss on Error’s head.
Finally they….she finally was starting to feel like herself.