Bottom Dream Oneshots

Dropse/Cream? - MY Dream <3

Dropse/Cream (Dream x Corpse)
Fluff, i guess?
Wrote on discord, like normal, also Short, 
I do NOT ship irl people, it's just their online personas, 
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3rd Person

Drista fistbumped the air as she stepped into the SMP, looking around her. Dream ran over to her, panting. "Alright- a few rules-" He spoke quickly, groaning as Drista stuck her tongue out and ran off. It didn't help him out at all that he lost a bet to Eret, leading to him being forced to wear something different from normal. Drista was wearing a croptop-jumper thing, that was the same as the dirty blonde male normally wore, except cropped, and slightly oversized still.

 Dream, instead, wore a black tube top, which wrapped around the top of his chest tightly- but perfectly. The proper top only just got down below his chest, and a strap going from one corner of the front of the top, wrapping around his neck from the opposite side of his neck, then connecting to the opposite corner. He also wore slightly ripped denim shorts, and black fishnets underneath it. He had black boots, with a zip on the side. And of course his mask.

 He ran after Drista, who was already quite a bit ahead. The dirty blonde male took a deep breath before running properly, having not been due to the boots. He caught up to her, just after she finished talking to someone- George. He panted softly, stopping in front of George. "I'm sorry about Drista-" He spoke quickly, before running again. 

George was blushing quite a bit, due to the new outfit of the man, and he couldn't help but stare as he ran. He saw Corpse and Drista chatting, in front of a burning building- fuck- that was the community house- again?! Corpse and Drista were both chuckling, until they could hear Dream's footsteps. They both looked over, Drista sticking her tongue out at her brother whilst Corpse just, stared. Everyone could see one of his eyes, due to the way his mask was set up, and Dream saw him staring, making his own flace flush red.

"G-Guys- I just fixed the community house! I- Oh- Hey George-" He stuttered, having felt an arm around his waist, knowing straight up it was George. "Stay away from my Dream-" George started, being cut off by Corpse looking at him and speaking. "You mean MY Dream." Corpse said, walking forwards. Dream just stayed still, his face completely red as the two fought over him.

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Heyo!
Thanks for reading this!
I'm sorry for not publishing stuff for a while- I had some problems with technology, to be blunt
I'm also sorry for how short this is- but I'm collecting things i wrote on discord and posting it here, so, hopefully there'll be a bit of stuff to read.
Thank you all so much for your support! It means a lot! <3<3
Anyways, Have an amazing day/afternoon/night! 
Cya!


Also late happy new year- shhhhhh