Just practicing to get back into writing ^^ might be a little angsty im sad
also not really based on the actual dream and fundy wedding, just kinda the same concept
its 2 am
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When George heard the news, he couldn't help but feel misery and at least a smidge of contempt. The news of Dream and Fundy's marriage was announced to a chattery room, specifically gathered for this occasion. Niki was one of the first to congratulate the fiances, practically leaping out of her seat to excitedly ask if she could have a hand in the planned banquet afterwards. Sapnap seemed to be mad, sitting next to George with a strange, furious expression.. He was glaring at Dream as a small crowd gathered around George's beloved blondie and the speckled haired fox. Words of the venue seemed to float around George's head, but he couldn't quite grasp the concept. Fundy and Dream were getting married.
Sapnap nudged George with his elbow, the latter took his time to make eye contact with the ravenette. The sheer anger on Sapnap's facial features soon fell to worry for his friend. The feeling in George's stomach felt as if someone replaced the butterflies he got when thinking about the green eyed man with moths, flying without purpose, without light. George couldn't bring a smile to his face, he realized as he studied Sapnap's concerned expression.
The ravenette stood up and tugged George to the back entrance, seemingly without anyone else noticing.
Sapnap lead George into the nearest restroom, "You okay, man?"
"I..." George was stunned. Was he okay?
"I should have told you... fuck," Sapnap turned to the mirror, "at least given you a heads up."
The brunette looked to the mirror too. Only then did he register his reddened eyes and blotchy skin. When had he been crying? "When?"
"When what?" Sapnap looked at George in the mirror, each of their eyes reflecting their inner turmoil.
"When did... Fundy. When did he propose." George held the eye contact, not prepared for what Sapnap had to say.
Sapnap gulped, calculating his next sentence, "Fundy... wasn't the one to propose, George. Dream did. He asked me for help weeks ago, and I thought he was talking about you, I swear! then he turned around and proposed to Fundy. Fuck!" Sapnap growled, "that motherfucker. You've been pining each other for months! I thought you both ha-"
"Stop, Sapnap. We had nothing going on, I thought we did but... it seems he's been leading me on." George's eyebrows furrowed, studying the tiled floor.
Sapnap grunted, before gently easing himself into a breathing routine in an attempt to calm himself and stop the urge to go out there and punch Dream and Fundy in their faces.
"Can we..." George had whispered, "can we go somewhere else?"
Sapnap nodded, already stepping towards the doorway, "let me go get Karl and Q and we can go find something to do. Together. Wait here."
George sighed, locking eyes with himself once more in the bathroom mirror. There were definitely tears threatening to fall out of his eyes. He took deep breaths and splashed some water on his face, then he used some of the rough paper towels to wipe them. The paper scratched at his skin, but strangely it sort of grounded him.
Sapnap returned with his lovers a moment later, Karl immediately swamping George in a much needed hug, whispering "I'm sorry." in George's ear. The brit couldn't help but lean into the comforting touch.
"Let's go exploring." Quackity suggested.
Sapnap grinned, "I have an idea! Let's make a country... or a kingdom together."
Karl and George pulled away from each other, but Karl kept his hand on George's shoulder in a comforting manner, "Okay, let's go, sound good Gogy?"
"I..." George looked at each of them, "yeah. Let's go."
"Fuck yeah! Feral boys minus Dream!" Quackity cheered, "Let's go!"
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im tired
sorry its short </3

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