All Time Low

1

The hum of the PC's fan distracted dream from his game, ultimately resulting in his bed being destroyed in the somewhat intense bedwars game he was playing for sapnap on his stream.

"DAMN DREAM YOURE PLAYING SO BAD TODAY" Sapnap yelled after his classical victory yell.
"haha, i suppose" Dream forced a chuckle looking down to his phone. No new messages, no notifications that he deemed important. Nothing.

Sapnap muted from his stream
"Dre are you okay, i can end stream if you need" Sapnap said, his words falling through dreams headphones.
"No, it's fine, just tired" he frowned thankful nobody could see his upsetting expression.
"righttttt" sapnap dragged the word out to show he wasn't sure of how honest dream was being.

user has joined your channel

"hey everyone" george giggled joining the call
"hi george!" dream instantly perked up, sapnap scoffed at his reaction.

As the stream went on dream found himself fidgeting and playing about with the various fidget toys on his desk, his eyes caught his nails, red raw and bitten alive. A nasty habit he'd tried to stop for years.

"dreeeeeaaamm" george almost moaned catching dream off guard
"huh- i yeah?" he spluttered, in the panicked state he dropped a fidget spinner against the wooden desk causing a crash type of sound.
"are you okay?"
"yeah of course" dream chuckled, his cheeks flushing as the heat travelled over him.
"i'm going to bed now" george said followed by a yawn
"oh- wheres sapnap?"
"he left atleast twenty minutes ago, you've been zoned out for ages" george mumbled, he must've been resting his head down.
"oh, sorry"
"don't be, it's fine, i know how you get" george chuckled
"okay, well sleep well george"
"goodnight dream"
"goodnight"

user has left your channel

dream shut his pc off and found himself walking to his bed, his phone loosely hanging from his left hand.

He dropped himself onto the bed laying on his stomach, aimlessly he began scrolling.

He scrolled through the twitter timeline until something caught his eye.

It was a fanart of him and george, something he was more than used to seeing by now.

His eyes scanned it, every little detail, double tapping the screen to zoom in every so often. He bit his bottom lip, the imagery was rather graphic, his hand was interlocked with georges and they were kissing, it looked so... real. Despite him never showing his face, they captured it so perfectly, as if they'd seen a reference.

He turned his phone off and hit it down on the bedside table followed by a breathless sigh.

This action caused his music to begin playing, classic iphones, always bugging.

All time low, jon bellion began to play

"for fuck sake" he mumbled rolling onto his back staring at the ceiling.

i was the night in shining armour in your movie

part of him wanted to turn the song off, but he couldn't. every word danced from his ears to his mind, taking rest inside.

his eyes trailed to his alarm clock, 03:40.

he grabbed his phone, pausing the song before grabbing a hoodie and putting over his bare skin. He grabbed his car keys and made a short jog to the drive.

He unlocked the car and pulled himself in, a breath of relief at the smell of fresh pine from the car freshener.

He started it, placing his hands against the cold steering wheel before putting out and heading for the highway.

His phone connected to the bluetooth and the song restarted. he rolled the windows down and just felt the moment.

The cold air rushing in and back out again, hitting against his skin and pulling through his hair, the sound of the tyres against the ground below, burning rubber. The speeds and the light hum of the occasional car driving past.

the sound of a ringtone cut the song off midway.

he answered it not bothering to look at the contact.

"hey!" he beamed, obviously in the midst of an adrenaline high.

"dre- are you out? isnt it almost four in the morning there?" georges voice was raspy, upon noticing it was george dream soon shut his windows so he could hear him better

"george, i thought you were asleep?"

"yeah. i was, woke up i guess" a small chuckle was picked up by the phone

"are you okay?" dream frowned, he knew george didn't like his spontaneous night drives

"would feel slightly better if you turned around and went home"

"fine, i'll turn at the next point, stuck on a highway at the moment" he sighed looking out over the dark road that seemed to go on forever.

"mhm, okay, i'm staying on call until i know you're home safe" george shifted around which the call picked up, the movement of him against the fabric of his bedsheets.

"if you insist" dream managed to turn off, now going the way he came. He and george began discussing minor things as george fought sleep.

"george you can go to sleep if you need"

"i know, you're my priority though"

dream would have froze in that moment if it wasnt for the fact he was driving.

"i am?"

"mhm, of course you are dream" george was clearly incredibly tired, possibly sleep deprived.

"you're mine too george"

"i'm glad you're my best friend dream"

dream chuckled

"yeah, me too." yet his words didn't feel as sincere as the others, something george would have quickly picked up on if he was in a sober- state, not running off of two hours sleep over a period of two days.

"i'm almost home, you can sleep now george"

"sleep call with me" he mumbled

"why?"

"dunno" george mumbled against his pillow.

Dream pulled into his drive and disconnected his phone from the cars speaker and took his keys out.

He placed the phone against his ear and shoulder as he struggled to open the front door before eventually getting in

"george, you still there?"

"i'm home now george"

light snores were occasionally picked up.

"you're so silly, goodnight george, sleep well"

why does he have to make this almost impossible.