childish traditions - sapwasfound

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"Oh my god dude, please." Jules frustratedly flopped his head down on the counter.

"What happened?" Sapnap peeked his head around the corner into the kitchen. Jules shrugged and lazily stood back up straight.

"George said he's bringing people over," He sighed. Sapnap understood the frustration of having company, but he didn't understand why he was that frustrated with having company. He silently watched as Jules grabbed his wallet and the keys to the car, slipping on a sad pair of boots and a jacket. 'Damn bitch, can't handle like maybe one or two more people? I thought you were a fuckin' like... famous comedian or some shit. I wont even try to imagine what you'll be like when George brings a literal partys worth of people next week.'

"Where're you going?" The brunet scratched the side of his head, glancing at his phone. It was only 12:17, none of the bars or pubs were open for more than a light day drink and snack. Jules hesitated for a second, biting his lip in thought.

"I think I'll go head down to my office, do some work." Sapnap nodded, still a bit annoyed he'd bail on company, but understanding. "If George comes back and asks where I am, say I said to call me, okay Sapnap?" He nodded again, waving Jules out the door. He didn't like him. 'Psht. "I'm Jules, I'm a big funny capitalism endorsed child who has classy parties of over 600 people but I can't handle my boyfriend bringing two friends over!! AwwwWWw pOoOr meEe."' Sapnap bitterly thought.

Jules was nice after their initial run-in, but he was always so irritable with George, he wasn't a patient person. A semi-often example, is George would take a moment to read something or he'd get dizzy from going around too fast, and Jules would just bitch about how he was being too slow, or overreacting, or being lazy. And he was always so uptight about his work, saying George's job was basically useless and time/money consuming for the both of them. It pissed Sapnap off.

"Niiiiick." Dream whined as he slid down the stairs. Sapnap rolled his eyes and turned from his spot on the wall to face Dream, who was half laying at the bottom of the steps. "I'm hungryyyy."

"George is on his way home, he's bringing company, which also means he's probably bringing food." Dream whined again, pulling his knees up to his chest and dramatically rocking back and forth. Sapnap sighed and leaned against the wall, hands in his pockets. His hair fell over his face a bit more, and he swished his head to the side to move it.

They sat in silence for a bit, not really knowing what to say. It was like that for a few minutes, Dream occasionally moving to stretch his sore parts, and going to check the time. Their heads shot up as the doorknob clicked and jiggled, signifying that someone was home. The door swung open and bounced off the wall, hitting George as he stumbled inside, a bag of food and a... cat.. in hand.

"What the hell?" Dream asked aloud. Laughter was heard from behind the door as it was pushed open again, gently this time. Will held a half-sleeping Dog against his chest and Nikki held two bags of her own. The boys lit up at the sight of company. Company they had yet to meet in person as well.

Wilbur carefully laid Dog down on a giant fluffy beanbag in the living room, then darted back to the hall and enveloped the two in a hug. Dream wheezed and squeezed Wilbur back, Sapnap however was engulfed by Wilbur's huge coat, and both his friend's heights.

"Ohh my god, what a day!" Wilbur sighed and pulled away, allowing Nikki to squeeze in and hug the boys one at a time. "Dream my friend- might I say you are fucking hot!" Dream bit back a wide grin and shook his head, patting Wilbur on the shoulder. "And Sapnap! Holy shit you are adorable-"

"Aw tha- I mean whAt? I'm a grown man-" Sapnap's voice cracked loudly. Wilbur laughed loudly and Dream snorted, earning a raised eyebrow and glare from Sapnap.