Endless Flirting - Dreamnap

Chapter Fourteen: Love Letters

Dream set himself down on the sidewalk, directly next to where Sapnap was sitting. They stayed silent for much longer than Dream would've expected, but there was no clear decision as to who was to make the first move.

There hadn't been a fight, much less a discussion. They had basically pushed the entire party out of existence, but that tension was still there, and it was suffocating, to say the least.

Dream had spent all night thinking over his actions, and the only thing he had done wrong, in his mind, was break a silly little rule they had put in place while they were fake dating, which, in Dream's opinion, hadn't been going too well anyway.

In fact, Sapnap had even tried to get Dream to call that girl from their Dunkin' Donuts trip. There was no way Sapnap could possibly be jealous, and yet, Sapnap still managed to play the part.

While Dream was out watering the flowers for his mother, he didn't even have to look at Sapnap's window to know that he was staring daggers into Dream's back, watching him in disgust, as if Dream was a revolting creature, taking part in some sort of suspicious activity.

When Dream had dropped off some cookies and flowers for Sapnap's parent's anniversary, Sapnap hadn't come rushing down the stairs to greet Dream at the door. Instead, he waited for Lilith to open the door, before he waved a timid goodbye to Dream, walking after his mother and following her to the kitchen, presumably to steal a cookie.

And there were all those missed calls, all those unanswered texts, all those invitations to be what they once were going completely unnoticed.

But there was no reason to be worried, as neither of them actually had an issue. Their lies canceled one another out, and in that circumstance, you simply don't say anything, respectfully pushing the matter aside and picking up where you left off.

Except, sitting here in silence on the curb, the sun shining down in rays of promised sunburn, watching longingly as Sapnap's ice cream melted onto the pavement, just didn't feel normal. In fact, it felt like the complete opposite.

This entire situation was uncomfortable, and it had to be approached at some point.

"It's a lovely day," Dream began, even though it was sweltering, no shade anywhere in sight. Dream hated days like these, and so did Sapnap.

Sapnap scuffed his shoe against the concrete, a drop of his ice cream landing on his shoe lace, staining the red with a chocolatey brown. He sighed, before tossing the ice cream cone into the grass beside him, leaving it to become some sort of insect death bed.

"We don't talk about the weather," Sapnap wiped his hands on his shorts, leaving a noticeable stain that they would've laughed over any other day, "And we don't like the heat."

"Well, I guess today just feels different," Dream murmured.

"And how so?" Sapnap questioned harshly, his words louder than before. He sunk down into the grass, his head hitting the ground with a light thud, "This isn't normal. This isn't us. We aren't like this."

"Like what?" Dream asked stupidly, resisting the urge to relax next to Sapnap. The grass was still slightly wet with the morning dew and looked so inviting, cool and damp.

"Stop pretending like you don't feel the tension," Sapnap scoffed, Dream able to sense the eye roll without actually seeing it.

Dream leaned back on his elbows, squinting up at the sky so he could trace some of the clouds. They were light and fluffy, possibly the whitest he had ever seen. It was a clear day, no rain in sight, and although everyone else seemed to be enjoying it, pet owners out walking their dogs, and children playing in their front yards, Dream couldn't help but despise today and it's God forsaken warm weather.