your favorite boy | dnf

five

are people actually reading this or is it just myself looking over the chapter everyday-

thats sad..

"hey"...

i creak open the door, stepping through the small crack i made. careful now to make mush noises.

"hi" he responds

"sapnap i have a problem" i say, flopping down on his bed, face first.

"ok... well what is it?" he asks, curiosity flowing through his veins. he sits upright, and actually seems to pay attention.

i pause before I answer, thinking about the possible outcomes. will he accept me? will he think differently of me? will he support me? anything that will end badly is all im thinking about. 

"i... i think i like dream" i spit out. he stays silent

oh shit i messed up. jesus why did i tell him-

just after my thought finish, he jumps around. he jumps around the room while screaming out "YES YES YES YES" and "FINALLY".

"DUDE WHEN DID YOU KNOW?" he says enthusiastically. 

"um well i knew i way gay for about... 7 months? and i guess i've always loved dream since i met him, but i guess i just didn't realize it until now." i say, nervously, laughing softly at the end.

he stays silent. does he not accept me?

"you LOVE, him...?" he says quietly.

"i-" i start off. "i think so".

"DUDE THAT AMAZING OH MY GAD FINALLY DUDE OH MY FUCKING GOD HE TOTALLY LIKES YOU BACK" he screams, still jumping around. although i highly doubt dream likes me back, i nod my head in agreement to sapnap.

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after talking to sapnap for a little longer, i finally decide to head to my room. except since dream just got the sheets cleaned for me (simp), there wasn't any sheets on the bed, and I knew for a fact i didn't want to put them on myself. 

so, i head out to the couch. the leather mixed with the hot nights in Florida isn't a good combination, still i attempt to sleep on it but it just really not working. 

next i slowly creep down the halls to sapnaps room, hoping to ask him if I can sleep in his bed with him. unfortunately, sapnap is a little piece of shit, and he takes up the whole bed.

now, my options are down to 2 things. sleep on the couch... or sleep with dream. 

going over my choices, i head off to dreams room, and i knock quietly while slowly walking into his room. 

"hello? dream...?" i ask, hoping not to wake him if he's sleeping.

"oh hi george, what are you doing here?"

"can i go to the washroom PLEASE" i say.

he responds stern, "NO".

I cry, "OH NO OH NO OH NO"

he laughs, along with "Im just kidding you can go".

"THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU" i plead, then I twirl off.

(jk thank you very much MissKarenEnglishTeacher.com)

"oh hi george, what are you doing here?" he asks, looking up from his phone.

the first thing i notice. he's shirtless.

"oh uh-um. the sheets of my bed weren't o-on all the way, and i was too lazy to put them on myself. so now i came to sleep in here." i say, "IF! IF that's okay with you?" i ask with a question-y tone.

"of course you can lay with me georgie, c'mere." he opens up the sheets to his bed, and i slide in. i lay on my side facing away from dream.

"goodnight dreamie."

"goodnight georgeie."

after a couple of minutes, i feel dreams arm snake over me, around my waist. he uses that arm to pull me close towards him, and i don't resist.

'oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god' i think to myself. 

eventually, i give in and snuggle into his chest. i feel his face be pressed in the back crook of my neck, his breathing down it. 

i feel the most comfortable i have ever felt in YEARS, while laying in the arms of the boy I love.