A Demonic Dance

Chapter Thirty Six: Oh he's hot

"Boyfriend?"

"No, no, I do not have a boyfriend." George tried to explain while internally crying.

"Okay you definitely have a boyfriend, I have to meet him." Leah declared as the sound of the bathroom unlocking could be heard.

"Nonono you are not meeting him, no." George said, grabbing her arm and dragging her into the bedroom with him just as Dream stepped out of the bathroom, his hair wet and plastered to his face, a confused expression as he undoubtedly caught a glance of George practically rugby tackling his sister into their room. George shook his head at the thought. Since when had he started referring to it as their room? Anyway, that wasn't important now, what was important was getting his nosey sister away from the blonde.

"Georgie who's there?" Dream asked once more, confused out of his mind at the sight he had just seen.

"No one, just- just don't come in!" The brunette once again shouted back before turning to his sister who was standing next to his bed with a large grin on her face.

"He calls you Georgie? How cute." She cooed, giving her brother a friendly nudge of affection.

"Yeah, and I call you Lea, no big deal! Just some stupid nickname." He replied, rubbing his face with his good hand.

"Mmh really, because I happen to distinctly remember you hating it when mum used to call you that. But you know, I guess as soon as soon as you get a hot boyfriend to call you that it becomes juuuust fine." She teased, enjoying seeing her brother so flustered as he tried and consistently failed to convince her of his undying singleness.

"He's not my boyfriend!"

"Then why are you currently hiding me in your bedroom?"

"Because you're going to be all weird, like you are right now!" George complained as his sister laughed. "You'll do something weird and scare him off."

"Yooooou're just worried I'm going to steal your man from you. Im flattered you think I'm that stunning brother, but I don't think I'm powerful enough to turn gay guys straight... or at least not yet at least... I don't know I've never tried it yet."

"Leah, I'm not even gay, you know that." The taller of the two said with a sigh.

"Really? You may have forgotten it but I distinctively remember you coming home drunk one night when you were in sixth form and then preceding to ramble to me about how you found the new boy in your form attractive, and saying some other things I think I need not remind you of, because that sounds pretty gay to me when yo—"

"Alright alright alright yes, I remember that." George replied hurriedly. "Doesn't mean it meant anything though."

"That may not have, but this could."

"No." George sighed. "No it couldn't."

"I smell denial."

"No, just— Leah, I know your brain is pretty small and it's hard for you to understand things, but he is not my boyfriend and will not be!"

"Yeah but you definitely want him to be don't you?" She shot back, making a flush creep up to George's face

"I- what? No!" George replied after a moment of hesitation. Why was he getting so flustered? Maybe it was just the fact his sister knew which buttons to press or that it was because she was refusing to refer to Dream as anything but his boyfriend. Not that he had told her his name or anything so she was able to call him anything different, but you get his point.

"Brother, you hesitated."

"I hesitated because you're pestering me!" He argued back before the were both painfully brought back to the fact that Dream was most likely standing outside the door and listening to everything they were saying

"Geooooooorge." Dream called almost tauntingly, his voice painfully close for the British males liking, because if they could hear him that clearly, it meant he could hear them too. "Are you done arguing with yourself yet or can I come in? You left the window open again and it's so cold, I need a hoodie." He whined from the other side of the door.

His sister perked up once more at the sound of the second males voice, wiggling her eyebrows at her brother suggestively, reviving a stern look in return.

"Well I guess then if he isn't then you'll surely have no quarrel in me meeting him then? That is unless you're hiding something?" His sister pointed out, getting up from her seated position and walking over to the door.

Not being able to come up with a rebuttal without his sister sliding back onto the 'boyfriend' subject, George sighed before getting up as well, sighing in annoyance. "Okay but just don't be weird or anything."

"Okie dokie, promise not to scare off your only friend." She replied with a smirk, opening up the door before George could argue back at her for her comment.

Sure enough Dream was standing outside the door, leaning casually against the doorframe with one arm by his head and the other limply by his side, an eyebrow raised at the small girl in front of him.

"Oh he's hot, you really scored one this time." Leah said with a laugh, turning and winking at George who might as well have decomposed on the spot, Dream's expression going from one of confusion to complete and utter bewilderment, glancing between the woman and George as if trying to grasp a slight understanding of the situation he had stumbled into.

"I'm Leah!" She said, turning back to Dream and offering the male her hand which was taken after a few seconds of hesitation. "And you are?" She asked after getting no reply from the blond.

"I'm Dream." He replied after a few seconds, still marginally confused, looking to George who would rather die than have to cope with the situation.

"She's my sister." George explained with a sigh, a fraction of the confusion leaving Dreams face, his eyes flickering between the two as if to try find the resemblance.

"Okay... well I was gonna go make breakfast so I'm guessing you'll want something too?" Dream asked gingerly, pulling away from the doorframe to slink away to the kitchen.

"No she's just leavi-"

"Of course! That would be lovely Dream." She replied, cutting her brother off before he could get a word in edgewise, Dream nodding slightly in response before leaving. Once Dream was out of earshot George's sister turned back to him, letting out an excited giggle before winking at him, muttering another teasing line before slinking out the room after him. "So he cooks too."

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My sister threw an onion at me

Brb gonna a go call childline

Also I'm a certified Leah simp and she only gets better after this 😂

-Spidey