Why Am I Here? - Sapnap/ Dream x OC

I Hate Sleeping Alone Too

The rest of the week was pretty dull besides the long-late night calls with the boys. It was finally Saturday, the night before my "surprise week" Nick had been calling it. I still don't know what he meant by that but he said he wasn't planning on telling me until I absolutely had to know. It's silly, but I really clicked with these guys, almost like it was fate. I've never believed in fate though, granted I don't believe in a lot of things.

I was laying in bed doing some homework when my phone started to buzz. I looked down at it.

"Incoming call from: Fred, Velma, Daphne, Shaggy"

I laughed at the names I had given the gang for our facetime sessions. Clay was Fred, for obvious reasons. Bad was Velma, George was Daphne, and Nick was Shaggy. I was Scooby. It all made perfect sense really. We all laughed for so long when I changed the names because of how creepily accurate it was.

I picked up the call, only Bad and Nick were on. Bad didn't have his camera on, but Nick did, showing himself in bed sitting criss-cross looking comfy with a sweatshirt and sweatpants on, in warm lighting.

I love Nick in sweats...

Shut up...

"Hey guys," I said to announce my presence.

"Rian!" Bad and Nick said in unison.

"Nick! Bad!" I yelled back at them.

"Where are the other two?" I asked the boys.

"I don't know, we rung you all. Guess they're busy or something," Bad presumed.

"That's alright it'll just be the three of us tonight then," Nick said to make light at the loss of half our little group.

"Actually I have to go soon I'm going to stream. I haven't all week because we've been calling until 1 am every night," Bad had said, a little nervously.

I felt somewhat guilty for that. I was the reason they hadn't been able to get on call and just stream. They're looking out for me to make sure I don't get attacked because I'm the one girl with them, and it's not like I'm a streamer or youtuber so it would be very out of the blue for me to be on call while they streamed.

"Sorry," I said quietly.

Nick frowned at me, "Hey, it's okay Rian, don't feel sorry for anything."

"But it's my fault you guys can't stream and-" I tried to say but Nick cut me off.

"Rian stop. You can't do anything about it and it's not your fault anyways. It's no one's fault, if anything it's nice to be able to get a break from streaming. Just please don't feel bad, that's the last thing I- uh we want," Nick said firmly, except stuttering on the last bit.

"Yeah, exactly what Nick said, Rian. Don't feel bad at all," Bad chimed in.

It made me feel a lot better knowing that they aren't mad at me for stream-blocking them. I guess it was for the best after all, it makes it easier on them and on me.

My face relaxed back into a smile, "Okay, I'm sorry."

"Stop apologizing," Nick muttered rhetorically.

"Okay guys, I'm going to go, talk later after my stream," Bad said suddenly and left.

"Byeee," Nick and I said at the same time all sing-songy

"Hi! So now it's just you and me, Scooby," Nick said with a giggle, and I giggled back.

"Wait so can you please just tell me what my week is going to be like. I mean I need to plan at least a little bit," I pressed. I mean I did need to know if I had to do makeup work and everything, but I mainly was just nosey.

Nick hummed and thought for a second, "Well for starters you should probably email your professors you're going to be gone," he said with a small grin.

Oh god, gone where?

"Wait, Nick, what? What do you mean gone?" I asked him nervously. After a bit he didn't respond probably to gather his thoughts, but I started to overthink, "You know what I'm not going. I hardly know you! What if you drug me and kidnap me and send me into a human trafficking ring in the mafia in like Italy or something? What do I do then? It'll be like 365 days part two," I rambled, only half-joking, half-paranoid.

Nick started laughing, "Oh come on Rian, do you really think I'm a human trafficker?"

"I don't know Nick, you can never be too careful," I said deadpanning. Nick was laughing but I was sort of serious. I mean, I was obviously joking, but I was still nervous. I had really never traveled outside of Florida until last year going to college and my parents have drilled paranoia into my brain ever since I was little. Not even the good kind, the kind where it's like "that nice grandpa getting his mail across the street? Pedophile. That sweet mother with her baby in the grocery store? Murderer." I mean sometimes I'm scared to leave the house and the overthinking doesn't help either.

Nick had stopped laughing and I think he noticed how intensely I was gnawing at the skin around my fingernails and started to speak, "Hey, Rian, it's okay. Please don't get all anxious about this, it's supposed to be fun."

"I know, I'm sorry. I just feel bad now cause I just said you were a human trafficker in front of your face," I mumbled while looking down at my lap, in the same kind of criss-cross that Nick is.

"Rian, I have sisters, I understand the concern, okay? You don't have to feel bad for being anxious in front of me. You know I care about you and I understand that you get nervous about a lot of heavy shit," Nick said genuinely and I smiled at him bashfully while staring at my lap.

"And besides, I haven't been telling you a lot anyways and I get how you could overthink this. Plus we haven't known each other a long time too, like you said. We just clicked so I assumed you would be on board 100%, and I shouldn't have."

I looked up at my phone to see Nick sat there looking at me with a soft grin on his face, a look of sincerity. His smile was contagious, slowly flooding its way onto my face as I began to build onto his last point, "Yeah we really did click huh?"

"..Yeah.." he said with a small giggle. Nick really was the most considerate person I knew. The way he reassured me instead of getting offended by my rambling just proves it. He deserves the world.

We sat on the phone for a few seconds in silence until he started to speak again.

"I'm coming to your dorm tomorrow morning and I'm going to pick you up, so you should probably get some sleep if you don't want to be tired tomorrow."

I cocked my head to the side and narrowed my eyes but then asked, "Care to share what time there kind sir?"

Nick then shook his head no and said, "Nope. Just open your door when you hear banging. Sorry in advance if I wake up your roommates but oh well."

I started giggling, him soon joining me in the act until Nick said, "Okay I think I'm going to let you go sleep. Goodnight Rian,"

He reached for his phone presumably to hang up but I abruptly said "Wait!"

Nick stopped and muttered, "What?"

"Um...do you mind, maybe, staying on call, at least until I fall asleep? Like can you talk to me? I like listening," I said completely embarrassed, but Nick just smiled at me.

"Of course," then he added after a pause, "I hate sleeping alone too."

I smiled and laid down getting comfy in bed, while setting my phone so I didn't have to hold it up but I could still see the screen. Nick relaxed into a more comfortable position as well and the call fell silent.

"Can you tell me about your day in detail?" I asked him. I really just wanted to hear him talk, his voice was so comforting.

"Um, yeah sure. It's not that exciting but I'll try to tell it like it is," He said softly then continued, "So I woke up at around 11 am and kind of just laid in bed texting you and the group chat until like 12:30 and then got up and..."

He continued on with his story as I slowly drifted off to sleep, extremely warm and cozy under the 5 blankets I have myself nuzzled in, with the last thing I saw was Nick's beautiful face and the last thing I heard was him rambling about anything and everything.