Jokes On You

Drunkin mishaps

Shit Dream invited me to the bar. Being light weight I already know this won't go well. But Dream could maybe get me- I have a boyfriend. Yes I've had feelings for Dream for many years but, I have a boyfriend. And I'm happy with him.

Thoughts were filled in George's head on the way to the bar.

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Everything was turning into a blur. Loud music blasting, flashing lights, dancing, I loved it.

"Oh Dreammmmm, I just love you so so so much!" George booped Dream's nose

"George your drunk."

"Drunk words are sober thoughts." George laughed

"George I think you should stop drinking."

And with that it went dark.

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I woke up on Dream's couch with my head on his lap and him playing with my hair "Oh hey dude your awake. Nice to see your alive."

The alcohol still clearly in George he could feel it in his stomach and mind. He sat up, cupping Dream's face. "You know Dream, I've thought about leaving Jake for you. Cause I love you so much more then him."

Dream sat there in shock.

"How long does it take for the alcohol to leave your damn body jeez." Dream rolled his eyes

"Dream, all I'm saying is that even though I'm still slightly drunk. Does not mean that I'm lying to you."

George moved in closer to meet Dream's lips. Dream didn't pull away. In fact he grabbed George's hips and made him sit on his lap while still making out. They both pulled away to catch each other's breath. "You taste like alcohol." Dream said under his breath.

"But you like it." George spoke once more before going in again.

This time so much more passion was put into this kiss. Dream started going onto George's neck. Before stopping. "Your drunk. And you have a boyfriend."

"Okay but I don't love him, anymore." They just sat there staring at each other.

"Dream, the alcohol doesn't make me do or say the things that I just did. I've always wanted to do this." George said as he put his arms on Dream's shoulders.

"Then let's do this."

Dream pulled George in even closer then before. They sat up and Dream carried him to the bedroom, placing George against the wall. His hands were around George's throat.

"Come on princess, get down on your knees." Dream pushed him down on his knees.

"Your so beautiful looking up at me helpless. Such a dirty slut."

Dream unbuttoned his jeans.

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"Holy- fuck Dream~."

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George woke up.

"Good morning sleepy head."

I'm in my boxers. Dream's in his boxers. Ouch why does my ass hurt-, oh my god-

"Did we have sex?" George said before quickly covering his mouth with his hands. "Did I just say that out loud?" George muttered under his hands.

"Yup." Dream smirked "You screaming my name while I'm humping you, surprised the neighbours didn't send any noise complaints."

"Dream!" George said covering his ears.

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The day went by slowly. Considering that George could barely get up from the couch they just sat and watched Netflix most of the day. "I don't understand. Why is this girl filming them having sex in a hot tub? Why's she so jealous that she got what herself couldn't?" Dream laughed at George's questions "Well what if you just broke up with someone and then like a month later you see them having sex with another girl in a public place, wouldn't you be mad? That's basically why she's filming Peter and Lara Jean, cause she's jealous."

"How many times have you seen this series of movies?"

"Probably one hundred times, not even joking with that either."

"Okay pop off I guess."

Dream stood up.

"Okay well I'm going to go make some popcorn."

"Your going to miss something!" George said

"George, as I said before, I've watched this show at least 100 times. And there's two other movies that go along with it. I'll be fine."

George just rolled his eyes and laid back down.

Dream walked over to the kitchen and popped a bag of popcorn in the microwave. Dream stared over at the drawer that was full of sharpened knifes.

He's so vulnerable right now, I could just. Do it. It couldn't hurt to try.

Dream opened up the drawer and grabbed a tiny serrated knife. He proceeded to walk over to George. Grasping the knife with one hand. He held it near George's neck from behind and- "Dream this movie is so confusing!" George yelled thinking Dream was still in the kitchen

Dream quickly through the knife behind his back. "I'm right behind you." George jumped "Holy shit man! Dont do that to me!"

The microwave beeped from behind Dream. "I should go get that." Dream walked over to the kitchen placing the knife back in the drawer. And he opened the microwave taking the bag of popcorn out. "Do you like anything on your popcorn?!" Dream yelled "Just butter!" George replied

What the hell came up on me. I almost just... I almost did that.

Dream dumped the butter on the popcorn and went back over to George.

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After finishing the three movies they went to bed. George hugged Dream while laying down.

"Will you leave Jake?" Dream said

"Well, I don't know. I feel like I do love him, I've been with him for 3 years. But your making this hard, I've never had feelings for two guys at once." Dream clenched his fists. "Who would you save if one of us were to die." George ignored this question. "Goodnight Dream." He said before kissing Dream's forehead.

Dream sat up "Don't give me that shit!"

George looked startled "Dream, but I love him-."

"No! You don't fucking give me that. I'll kill him if you ever say that again. Your mine! And only mine! Not his." Dream stood up "I'm sleeping on the couch."

George blinked from the sudden shock.

He's probably just tired. He didn't mean that, Dream wouldn't, kill anyone. But, that was hot. When he's angry, his voice is deeper. Dream's hot.