poetry boys // dnf

02

(a/n: i'm literally making a chapter 2 out of boredom and for a few friends. also, you should check out candy by robbie williams, i was listening to it while writing this :] )

"please turn in your poems at my desk, you'll free to leave after doing so." 

george groaned, relieved to finally being released. standing up from his desk, he walked over to place his letter down. he was a bit nervous for it to be delivered to the dirty-blonde boy, but he just shrugged it off. 

walking out of class, he nervously looked around for his friend group. they always waited on george, standing outside of his classroom. and to his surprise, he only saw his friend karl and his boyfriend sapnap. 

karl soon spotted him, fast-walking over to him, while george smiled and waved at him. 

"george! you've met my boyfriend before, right?" karl exclaimed, to which george nodded. he's met him twice, only because he's accidentally bumped into the two before. he waved at sapnap, too nervous to speak.

"where are the others?" george questioned, his voice low, to make sure nobody besides karl could hear him. 

"i'm not sure, i think tommy and tubbo went out to wilbur's place. quackity said he'd meet us there, so it's just us for now. and i think one of sapnap's friends are coming with us." sapnap nodded.

george and his group had planned to go to a park today, but tommy and tubbo forgot. that was normal though.

"which friend is it?" george glanced over to sapnap, waiting for his response.

"my friend dream. he was in your class, actually. i assume you know him." george shook his head, confused on who he was talking about. george didn't really pay attention to anyone in his class besides the pretty man, but he didn't even know his name either. suddenly, george's thoughts were interrupted by a boy's voice who sounded like he hasn't slept for days.

"hey sapnap. hi karl." dream smiled at the two, soon to look directly at george. 

starstruck, george stared at dream for a good three seconds, soon realizing what he was doing. embarrassed, he looked at the ground, his sleeve over his face. he couldn't bring himself to look at the pretty boy, though he wanted to just stare at him for hours admiring his pretty features.

"hi there, george. it's okay, you can look at me. i don't bite." dream snickered, hoping to get a reaction out of george. 

george was surprised. dream knew his name. how? did he pay attention to him? no- not possible. they're classmates in like- three classes. of course he would know his name. it only makes sense. 

"hello." george whispered, his voice being muffled by his sleeve. he didn't look up. he was scared to, afraid of saying or doing something wrong. karl soon started laughing at the shy boy, only to embarrass him more. 

"don't be shy! dream stands by his words. he doesn't bite, promise." karl patted george back, to which resulted in george slightly looking up at karl, forming a tiny smile.

"where are we going? park? i was invited at the last minute, so i don't know." dream didn't take his eyes off of george, hoping to get a verbal response out of him. but, he didn't. george just nervously glanced at him, then back at the ground. he nodded. 

"ayy!! my two favorite boys." quackity exclaimed, running over to them. he pulled sapnap and karl into a group hug, while dream and george awkwardly watched them.

oh yeah, i forgot to mention. karl, quackity and sapnap are all dating. 

how is their relationship so healthy? communication.

karl and sapnap giggled, melting into the hug. "hi babe, i thought you were meeting us at the park?" sapnap pulled out of the hug, while karl and quackity were connected side-by-side.

"i was, but i don't want to walk alone. and i see that big d and george is coming with us?" dream cringed at the name, but trying not to laugh. george just looked at quackity, face full of concern and disgust. 

"can we start walking now? i'm getting bored of standing here, i don't like the teachers staring at us." sapnap asked, to all of them agreeing.

they started walking, the three boyfriends attached to eachother, with george and dream walking behind them, not knowing what to say or what to do. so, dream decided to spark up a small conversation. well- tried to.

"george? you sit right behind me right?" dream smiled at the shy boy, who just simply nodded. george couldn't believe he was talking to him. 

dream knew he wouldn't get a word out of the small boy.

"so. who're you giving your love poem to?" george's face grew red, covering the bottom half of his face with his sleeve. he was making it so obvious unintentionally. dream adored him, watching him grow shy. he loved the reactions he was getting out of him. it was cute.

"it's okay, you can tell me. i won't snitch." dream whispered, making george stiff. (not like that.)

"u-um-," george stuttered, what was he going to say? just straight up tell him that it was for him? 

oh fuck.