Our little game

Unusual quiet

A/N: I added titles instead of just "part //" to each of the chapters so yeah:) Also, I love that fanart with all of my heart. 

George's POV:

After we finished in the shower, Dream got another fucking boner. "I swear Dream, you're really in your horny era," he laughed and threw a pillow at me. "I'm happy to help, really Dream, I am. However...I've just showered and that would be a hassle," he rolled his eyes and grabbed my hips pulling me onto the bed and towering over me. "It's fine I'll deal with it on my own," I rolled my eyes. "I mean now that we're here I might as well, right?" I replied in a jokingly tired voice. "First it's my ass, then...wait, what even happened? Why has this happened to you?" I asked. He groaned. "The first one was a very reasonable situation you were backing up dude, but this one for real came out of nowhere," I started laughing. "Did you just tell me I gave you a boner and call me 'dude' in the same sentence?" He smirked. "We do what homies do best, duh," 

"I'm pretty sure that's queerbaiting," I teased. "Mmm, not if we're both gay as fuck," I rolled my eyes again and flipped him over onto his back, then lifted my knee into his crotch. "Speak for yourself," I whispered into his ear while laughing. 

He laughed and lifted me off of him, then walked off into the bathroom. "I'm going to jerk off, you need to sleep and break that fever, I'll join you in a minute," I frowned while looking up at him. "No fair, you get to jerk off and I'm forced to nap," I replied quickly. "Well, by all means, do what you please gogy," he winked then left the room, coughing as he headed down the hall and into the bathroom. 

All I could think of was Dream jerking off in the bathroom, so I tried to touch myself, but I eventually got frustrated and washed my hands then fell asleep. 

~Time skip~

I woke up in a cold sweat. I'm pretty sure my body was trembling but I couldn't tell, plus I was fucking sweaty. Like a gross amount. "Dream?" I looked over and saw him asleep next to me. 

I still felt shitty, and my nose was raw from wiping it so much, but I didn't feel as cold and lethargic as I did earlier. I'd assumed my fever broke since I woke up so sweaty, so I checked my temperature and had a pretty normal one. Now I'll just have to suffer and bad cold and hope my fever doesn't come back. 

I moved out of the bed quietly, careful not to wake Dream, then I put on one of his t-shirts, which was loose and baggy on me, and boxers. I washed my face and put on deodorant, then walked into the kitchen to find something to eat. Our plates with half-eaten toast on them were still on the kitchen floor, so I cleaned them up and threw out the now stale toast. I fixed myself up some vitamin c water, then got a glass of water for Dream to put on his bedside table whenever he wakes up. 

Our house was unusually quiet, if we weren't all talking and joking around, we were streaming, or editing, or watching movies. Plus we played a lot of music. It was rare that the house was completely silent. Now all I could hear were my footsteps as I quietly moved about the kitchen. Plus the occasional clank of a dish against a counter. Besides that though, the rest of the house was quiet. It was a bit creepy and felt a lot like my place back in the UK. Sometimes I miss it, but not near as much as I like staying here with Nick and Dream. It's usually all fun, with the occasional stupid banter that we sort out pretty quickly. 

I sat down with my drink and a popsicle and turned on a movie. There was a new video from Dream, which was weird because I didn't even see him working much today besides his stream. It was a video he'd been editing since yesterday night. I clicked on it and smiled, enjoying the small condensed version of the stream I missed. I was at the drugstore getting cold medicine, then I bought ice cream and popsicles for our throats, then a thermometer because Dream and Nick don't have the sense to carry things like that around the house. It was worth missing his stream though because now I get to watch this just like how the fans watch it, and we have ice cream. 

The video was like 25 ish minutes long, and I watched all of it, then I watched a whole Harry Potter movie and a half before Dream finally woke up. I smiled as he entered the room, rubbing his head like he'd forgotten something. "I feel like death," he muttered and walked over to me, then collapsed in my lap. "Are you sweaty?" I asked and put a hand to his forehead. He swatted it away and looked up at me. "No, I'm actually really cold," I frowned and got up, laying him down in a nice spot on the couch. 

I grabbed the thermometer from the kitchen counter, and the water I got for him earlier, then walked back out, his eyes were focused on the movie, which I found completely adorable. I took his temperature, which was really high, so I got him a wet rag and water. "Here," I placed the rag over his forehead and let him sip the water. "Hey the good thing is I'm all better, so we can have sex now," he smiled weakly and looked back at the movie. "Get better, please," I muttered longingly and laid my head down on his knee, which was propped up while he laid on his back. "I'll try," he said in a breathy voice, so much so that I almost didn't hear it. 

A/N: I just thought of something. Do you think Dream used "dreamwastaken" because the name "dream" was legit taken. Then he used, "dreamwastakenwastaken" because "dreamwastaken" was actually already taken.