more than i thought i did (dnf)

boiling water

"If you check your phone one more goddamn time I'm gonna send you back to the car."

Dream quickly glanced down at his friend, hand instantly retracting to his hoodie pocket, cheeks pursing inwards. Sapnap was looking up at the blonde with a deadpan expression, very clearly done with the anxiety-ridden mess the he had been all day.

They were standing in a busy airport approaching the moment they'd been waiting the greater half of a decade for, and Dream was making himself look like an absolute idiot in the process.

From the very beginning of the day, each and every word or hand brush from his roommate made him flinch and stutter, jumpy and on edge at each little piece of movement. He really couldn't blame Sapnap for the built up frustration, he was even growing upset with himself that George wasn't even present yet, yet every move felt like a mistake or exposure of his darkest pits and feelings he held to his chest.

He mumbled out a quick apology, hands fidgeting with themselves against the fabric of his hoodie, absentmindedly wishing he had brought something to fidget with.

When the blonde's phone buzzed, he looked down at his friend like a dog asking to go outside to play after days of being kept indoors. Sapnap rolled his eyes and nudged his shoulder to signify a 'you can check your phone'.

Fumbling quickly with his jeans (and producing a snort from his friend), he opened his phone to see two texts.

From: D :P

dont fuck anything up before i can meet him dumbass

jk love you go get em tiger (or smth)

From: George :]

im here :0 getting my luggage and walking out now

If it weren't for the rapid thumping of his heart, he would normally laugh at his sister's antics, but in that moment with heat and fire swirling his brain, he couldn't bring himself to do more than swallow thickly and let out a strangled breath.

Wordlessly, he held his phone up to Sapnap's face, eyes darting everywhere from the brunette's eyes.

"You know, for someone who would dream about him being here, you're quite anxious."

"Things are different now."

His voice was weak and dry from the lack of speaking. His friend hummed.

"How so?"

Dream let his mind mull over, quite literally, everything. The texts with adoration and affection stitched through each word, the pictures with sparks comprising their being, the molten lava running through his veins and gut at each quip and chide, the cooling grip back to reality and peace he was, the soft confessions hidden with many meanings, disguised as something without value.

"It just is."

The busy air around them was no match for Dream's own mind, consumed by vibrant static picking each thought apart. He let his eyes zone out, surroundings fading out into bubbles as the cotton in his ears stuffed further inward. He didn't register the calls of his name or the hits to his upper arm until he saw a force moving towards them.

Not any force though, only the ocean of cold enticing ice that he was could ever bring the blonde back to reality and with his feet on the ground.

Time was meaningless as he saw the short brunette's feet wheel to a stop just in front of the taller, and Dream honest to God had to tilt his head entirely down to see the eyes he'd only been graced the beauty of through computer screens and pixelated reflections.