A Lovely Mess

Day 11

Dream drew circles on georges back with his finger tips, his eyes felt heavy due to the events of the previous night. George was soundly asleep, his head resting gently on dreams chest, moving up and down with every breath intake and exhale.

For the first time in what felt like forever; he felt at home, at peace. Things would be better if nick was there too, however he couldn't undermine such a sweet situation due to one factor.

Quite frankly, Dream used to love the idea of love, the sweet romances, the gentle dates, the feeling of lying with another person and forgetting all your worries, as a child he was fascinated by movies that orientated around the concept of love, the cliche disney movies were his go to, his favourite always being the princess and the frog.

When dream fell in love with george, he remembered the exact moment, the exact second even.

George was streaming, his iconic cooking stream. It was undeniable there was romantic tension between the two, but neither really genuinely touched upon it, they simple brushed it off laughing as they did with most things that had serious tones.

Dream had asked george to wet his hair, to ruffle it and mess it up, george giggled and laughed saying it was dumb but as per usual, he gave into dream and did so.

The moment georges hands left his hair, dream was left gawking at his computer with the stream running. He tilted his head slightly with the fondest smile, feeling his cheeks flush.

that's when he knew he loved him.

that very moment.

dream had fallen in love.

When the world fell apart, it was a moment dream could never forget.

"Man the signal on the tv is so shit today, you need to fix your internet dude" Sapnap whined throwing the television remote onto the coffee table, kicking his legs up.
"Legs off the table!" Dream demanded sitting beside him, sapnap rolled his eyes, yet did so.
"The internet's fine, maybe if you stopped downloading so much porn it wouldn't be so slow" George chuckled entering the room from his bedroom.
"You've only been here a week gogy, shut it"
"A week and two days to be precise"
"Starting to wish you were back in england" sapnap giggled
George shook his head and took a seat in an armchair in the corner of the room.

"Can we stream or something?" George huffed taking his phone out
"Usually i'd say yeah, but twitters been down all day- same with instagram" Dream frowned
"Weird" Sapnap added

A series of gunfire was heard outside, alerting the group.

"Is that normal" George asked cocking his head in the direction of the firearms being shot.
"I'd say yeah in texas- but even then, those are like Ak's most you'd hear are handguns and pistols" sapnap stood, hesitantly creeping towards the window

"The hell you doin! get down" Dream whisper yelled
"I'm just checking!" Sapnap pulled back the blinds, peaking out he narrowed his eyes to focus more.
"what the fuck..." he mumbled
"What is it?"
"It's like....." Sapnap paused "Hell i don't know!"

Sapnap watched as what seemed to be a man running, got shot in the head, the way his body topple over and fell caused him to jump back and away from the window

"Nick? what is it?"
"Have you ever seen the walking dead-" Sapnap stepped back slightly
"Yeah, of course"
"Sorta like that i think"
"Yeah haha youre so funny"
"George i'm being serious!"
"Nick you aren't funny" Dream rolled his eyes getting up to look out; yet he was taken back seeing the awful sights take place infront of him.

"What the fuck"
"Oh come on dream not you too"
"Pack a bag or something- i don't fucking know" Dream panicked stepping away from the window
"This is ridiculous!" George exclaimed still sat on the couch
"George, seriously get the fuck up"
"Whatever dream, i'll go pack my bag" George chuckled, clearly still taking it as a joke, not taking into account the severity of the situations

Sapnap rushed into his room, he took a small key out and opened a small safe he kept beneath his bed, he took out a personally engraved pistol his grandfather had given to him when he was 11. "always knew you'd come in handy" He kissed the weapon before sliding it into his back pocket.

A yell was heard from georges room

"Get our!" George yelled as a creature crawled through the window yelling- groaning, a variation of awful noises
"Dream this isn't funny anymore!" george cried out backing into a wall as the creature approached him.
Dream burst into the room, a logging axe he'd used to gather firewood during past camping trips in his hand.

He jumped infront of george, looking down at the creature that lunged towards him, in a brisk movement he swung the axe, not hesitating. He hit it in the head until it was nothing but a thick mush sinking into the light grey carpet that had once caused so much to get lain.

"Not a fuckin joke george" Dream wiped the blood from his forehead turning to george, who was backed against the wall shaking
"George- are you okay" dream approached him placing a hand on his shoulder.
"Let's just- find bad and go-" George grabbed his bag and walked out of the room not muttering a word.

"Hey, you two up?" A gentle knock sounded at the door startling dream from his train of thought

"Yeah- let me just wake george up!" Dream chuckled in reply to what he assumed was wilbur.

"It's okay! let him lay in, i wanna show you around dream" wilbur let out a light laugh from the other side of the door
"i'll just get ready, won't be a second"

A/n
changed authors note cause i didn't
like the negativity
sorry for update :[