Summary: At a party with their friends, Dream and George are playing Spin the Bottle. Both didn't know the other liked them, so when they had to play 7 Minutes in Heaven, they were in for a pleasant surprise.
Contains mentions of other ships like Skeppy and Bad, Quackity and Sapnap, and Quackity, Sapnap, and Karl.
Status: Friends to lovers
Warnings: None
"Sooo, who's down for some spin the bottle?" Sapnap laughed, holding an empty beer bottle.
"Seriously? We're not in middle school." George replied yet agreed anyways.
Dream shrugged. "I mean, why not? No harm."
Dream had just spent the night at a club with his friends. They left the club after a while and went to Sapnap's house for a little hang out. Everyone seemed to have gotten a bit bored until Sapnap suggested the game.
Everyone was sitting in a circle as Sapnap quickly explained the rules.
"To make it more interesting, if the bottle lands on you, you and the person who spun it have to play 7 Minutes in Heaven." Sapnap decided. "You go into that closet over in that room," the raven haired man pointed to a bedroom, implying that there was a closet in there that would be used. "and the two of you can do whatever for 7 minutes."
"So you're combining two, cliche, middle school games?" Quackity laughed.
"Seems it." Technoblade replied. How did he get involved in this? He had no idea.
"What exactly would the people be doing in the closet?" Badboyhalo as he tilted his head in confusion.
"You've never heard of 7 Minutes in Heaven?" Skeppy asked.
"No. I know of Spin the Bottle though. Not the 7 minutes thing." Bad shrugged.
"You'll find out soon enough." Skeppy replied.
"Skeppy, that sounds very weird." Karl laughed out.
"Let's start!" Sapnap said, placing the bottle on the floor and spinning it.
Everyone's eyes followed the spinning bottle as it slowed down and stopped. Everyone followed where the bottle pointed to, and it was none other than the beanie wearing boy.
"Oh, shit." Quackity mumbled.
"Haha, well let's go then." Sapnap said carelessly as he stood him. Quackity also stood up, only to have his arm grabbed by the bandana wearing boy, and dragged to room and into the closet.
"Sooo now we just wait for 7 minutes?" Karl asked.
"Someone set a timer!" Skeppy exclaimed. Bad took out his phone and set a timer, 7 minutes were now counting down.
As they were all waiting, they engaged in friendly conversation with each other. However, Dream was looking forward in the circle to the person who was sat across from him.
George.
George was one of his closest friends, yet he had wished they were a bit more than that. He's had a small- okay, a big- crush on the brunette for a long time, but never found the confidence or time to confess.
If he would to land the bottle on him, he wouldn't know what to do. He could confess, but risk the situation where he gets rejected.
Or he uses his one change, but he obviously could never take advantage of George like that.
Dream shook his head. He's probably not going spin the bottle and get him. Even if he did, he doesn't know what would happen anyways.
His thoughts were interrupted when he heard a phone timer and Skeppy banging on the bedroom door.
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FanfictionThis is purely for fun. Just random little drabbles for some MCYT ships. Cover art not mine.