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I woke up to the smell of freshly cut grass, and an alarm blaring into my eardrums. I leaned over checking pushing the alarm button off. It was reminder to go get groceries. I thought about being productive today.
It wasn't doing much, since it had now been 12:00 in the afternoon. I decided to start my day off by trying to cook something decent for myself for the first time in awhile.
Usually I had somebody else do it for me, because of all the times I had almost burned down then house. Which then lead into me getting scowled at by Dream or Sapnap.
Grilled Cheese was pretty easy to make, right? All it was, was butter, bread and cheese. I had made it plenty of times, and It'd be nice to eat something I had made, something I could be proud about.
Karl was the house chef, which we all knew. He was even better at cooking then Dream was, and Dream was a pretty good cook. But Karl had been away on a business trip, and seeing that Dream was no where to be found...that only meant that I would have to make it for myself.
I tossed a slice of butter into the pan, swishing it around; allowing it to soak in. I began spreading more butter along the pieces of bread, making sure to coat one side well enough; leaving the other side plain.
Once the flame had heated up the pan enough, I tossed the bread into it, placing a small block of cheese on top, finishing it off with another buttered slab of bread.
I let it cook for a little while, before flipping it over, it had been perfectly crispy. "Ahh, perfect." I smiled gripping the spatula.
After a few minutes it was finally ready to eat.
I placed it onto a plate, setting it on the counter, before grabbing a glass of lemonade. "Being productive is so tiring." I mumbled to myself, taking a bite into the perfectly made sandwich.
I yawned looking around. Now that I thought about it..where was Dream? It was now around 1pm, and I still hadn't seen him.
Probably still hiding like a baby after what happened last night.
I chuckled to myself, rinsing off my plate.
Next stop, the grocery store.
It had been awhile since I've been out anywhere. Most of the time we'd order offline, or Karl or Sapnap would go and get stuff.
I parked, clicking the car off and heading inside.
I already pre-ordered everything, so all I had to do was pick it up. I walked over near customer services, waiting in line.
"Next." An older woman spoke, her voice raspy and a tinge of rudeness struck it. "What do you need." She stared blankly at me, with an annoyed tone.
"Hi! I'm here to pick up an order, please." I smiled and she definitely didn't return the favor.
"Mhm. Name." She rolled her eyes a bit, a cleared her throat. "George Davidson!" I smiled again, this time softer. Augh. George stop smiling, you look like a freak.
She walked back towards another room, without saying a word. I sort of just sat there for awhile waiting. Thankfully no one was behind me in line, so I wouldn't feel too bad holding up any sort of line.
That's when I felt a pair of hands wrap around my waist. I elbowed the person hard in the gut, and turned around to pin their hands.
"Jesus Christ George." Dream clutched his side and groaned. "Eh, guess I should've known better than to scare you."
I scoffed and let out a soft wheeze. "Yeah. Serves you right." I turned back around, and his body approached to my side. "What are you even doing here, and where have you been?"
I didn't want to seem to nervous or anything, though I had been a little anxious to where he went off to. He was always around the house, but I was glad to see that he was here now. Though, I'd never tell him that.
"Oh. I'm okay BY THE WAY. Thanks for asking," He rolled his eyes. "Anyways, I was coming to pick up the groceries. Seems someone already beat me to it, and I went for a bike ride. Why was Gogy worried about me." He batted his eyes, and pouted his lip.
"Fuck off, no I wasn't." I pushed him slightly, covering my reddened face.
Before Dream could reply, the woman walk back out with a cart filled of plastic bags with goodies inside of each one. "Thank you so much!" I grabbed a hold of the cart.
"Yeah." She scoffed and went back towards her desk area.
Dream looked at me and then glared at the lady, he began walking towards her. I knew he was going to make a scene, so I grabbed onto his arm and pulled him back. "Don't. It's not worth it. We got our stuff, now let's leave."
He snarled at the lady before we exited.
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Dream helped me place each bag into the back of the car, and then we headed inside. He insisted on driving, I was too tired to protest.
(Mans is tired from cooking and picking up groceries- LOL same though)
Once we got home, we brought...well more like Dream brought the bags inside. I was only able to grab one bag, before he snagged the rest. "Wooow. You're so strong Dream." I scoffed as we headed inside.
After unpacking everything into the fridge, freezer and pantry; all I wanted to do now was watch TV. Dream agreed since he was tired from biking, and so we plopped down onto the couch.
I snuggled into Dream's side as we began watching 'Survivor'. Neither of us spoke for about 30 minutes, till Dream grunted and sighed.
"So are we just not gonna talk about what happened last night?" He sat backwards, and I glanced over at him. "What is there to talk about..?"
He let out another heavy sigh. "I don't know, guess It kinda sucks being the one who's teased. I've been thinking about yesterday...a lot." His face turned a light pink and he glanced away.
I rested my hands onto his face, pulling his chin towards me. "Yeah. Being teased isn't so fun, huh?"
He nodded slowly, his eyes gazing into my own. "Well...I mean, I could make it real..no more teasing..." I smirked and I felt my own face light up.
He rolled his eyes, a grin forming onto his face. "You're such and idiot George." He turned facing the TV. "As if...you would never eve-"
I leaned onto him, pressing my lips against his. He pushed into the kiss as well, pulling me onto his lap.
He reached forward, turning the TV off. His kiss lessened and he leaned back to look at me. "Are you sure about this...?"
"For the first time in my life...yeah, I think so." I smiled and he pressed his body onto my own.
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Uhm...the last time I wrote smut SMUT it was kind of weird. Like thinking about the fact that it's literally two Minecraft adults having seggs-And the fact that im a literal MINOR So I don't think I'm gonna finish what they're doing yk. You can interoperate it however you'd like! Next chapter Sapnap and Karl come back, stay tuned. <33
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