Our little game

Peacock

A/N: Song suggestion: Sue me- Sabrina Carpenter. 

George's POV:

I heard a knock at the door and immediately looked up towards the door. We never got visitors, like ever. Plus like no one has our address. I got up and walked over to the door. Dream was in our room editing or something. "I'm coming!" I yelled and unlocked the door, then swung it open hesitantly. 

"Nick?" He looked up at me, accompanied by Quackity and Karl. "Hey, I'm here to grab some of my shit, I'm moving in with Karl," my eyes widened. "What!? You can't just move out!" He rolled his eyes and pushed past me. "Nick!" I walked after him. "I actually can move out, and I'm going to," I groaned. "Come on man! You haven't talked to us all week, can't we just talk this through?" He rolled his eyes. I looked over at Quackity and Karl, who looked off to the side immediately. I seriously can't be the only one here who thinks this is unreasonable. 

"What's going-" Dream walked in a paused when he saw Sapnap. "Nick?! Welcome home," Nick scoffed. "I'm moving out, just let me get my stuff, please," Dream opened his mouth to say something but closed it again and walked over to me. "Tell him he's being unreasonable Dream!" I said, "oh my god! What the hell is wrong with you guys! It's like you're constantly ganging up on me and sharing secrets and whispers!" 

"It's not like that, you know it isn't," Dream said and moved closer to him. "Yeah, okay fine. But you know what it is like? LIES! Do you know how many fucking nights I've cried myself to sleep because I was fucking worried about your STUPID LITTLE RELATIONSHIP! All those fake feelings hurt me! The things you do hurt people!" He yelled, I've never seen him this angry. "Nick, come on, why are you so angry about it? We said we're sorry!" Dream asked him.

"I LOVED YOU, DREAM! And don't FUCKING pretend like you didn't know that. And while I may have gotten over those feelings a long time ago, I never forgave myself for letting you go that easily. But you dating George gave me a reason to forgive myself! But I constantly beat myself apart for every stupid fucking fight between you two, I worried for so long, driving myself insane about what I would do if people found out and started hating you because of it! I CARE, DREAM! But do you? Because it doesn't fucking feel like it." He stormed off, leaving the entire room silent. Karl brushed past me, glaring at us before slamming Nick's bedroom door. 

"Oh my god," Dream buried his head into my shoulder and held onto my waist. "It's okay, he'll come around...I hope," I muttered. 

"Uh, guys," I looked over and saw Quackity standing in front of us. He looked like he was crying. Dream was crying that's for sure, I didn't cry much and I especially didn't want to cry while Dream was in such a bad state. "What the hell man," he said in a quiet voice. 

"I'm sorry, Quackity, we shouldn't have lied, we didn't even fucking think," Dream muttered and placed his hands on Quackity's shoulders. "Hey, don't apologize to me, it doesn't bother me that much. I just want to know, why? I mean, for Sapnap, the guys fucking beat over it," I grabbed Dream's hands and started messing with his fingers. "Peacock," I said and covered my mouth with one of my hands to hold back my tears. Dream immediately whipped back. "What?!?" He asked. "Peacock. Dream, peacock." He smiled. "Peacock," He said back. My body relaxed. "It means we're in love Quackity," Dream explained, I nodded hesitantly.

"What?! The fuck are you on about peacocks?" I laughed softly. "It was our safe word for the game. Whoever fell in love first would say peacock, and that's how we'd know," Dream explained. "What game? What!?" 

We explained the whole thing, from the moment I got on the plane to Florida, to right now. Except we left out a bit of the personal and...sexual...moments. "So you're telling me all of this was a game at first, but you ended up actually falling in love?" He asked. We'd moved onto the couch by now. "Well yeah, not all of it was just a game though. I've loved George for longer than I realized, and we- well at least, I only started the game because of my feelings for him," George nodded. "Same here. And all those fights and feelings were genuine, none of it was fake, besides our label," Quackity groaned. "I swear to god. Have you fucking told Sapnap that!?" He asked. "Well...no, he hasn't given us the chance," I nodded in agreement. 

"Wait, when you said peacock earlier, was that your first time saying it?" Quackity asked after a moment of silence. Dream burst out laughing. "Yeah it was," he said in between wheezing. "George you fucking idiot that's such a fucking bad time to say that shit! Damn, fucking dumbass," I got scolded for a while as Dream laughed his ass off, but the room went dead silent when Karl and Nick walked in. 

"Jesus Quackity! It's really not the time to be joking around with them," Karl said and put down one of Nick's bags. "Let me talk to them, okay?" He asked, I nodded and turned to face Dream. He smiled at me, then leaned in for a kiss. "Later?" I asked before he could kiss me. He frowned but nodded reluctantly. 

Sapnap's POV:

"Hear me out dude," Quackity put a hand on my shoulder, "you really should listen to them. It isn't okay they lied, but I think you'll find a lot of what you're upset about could be justified if you just listen to their side of the story." I groaned. "You really are a bitch for making me talk to them, you know that right?" I asked. He laughed, "I love you too boss man," Karl shot him a confused look, and Quackity laughed at his dumbass. 

I walked over to Clay, who met me halfway, leaving George on the couch. "I'm really sorry..." he started. "I'm only doing this because Alex told me too," I told him immediately. "Okay, okay, thank you. I'm in love with George, I really am," I laughed. "How am I meant to believe you? You were 'in love' with him three months ago too," 

"Yeah, yeah I was. I just didn't know it yet. Please, you have to believe me, we lied before but we loved each other the whole time, we just didn't know it yet," I cringed. "Stop being corny I'm trying to be mad at you," he laughed and smiled up at me. "You were really in love with me?" I cringed again, this time even more. "God, yeah when I was like 16, I let you go really quickly though don't worry," he nodded. "I'm sorry, but even if George and I weren't together, you still shouldn't be mad at yourself about that." I nodded. "Yeah, I know, I know. It's just a dumb personal battle I'm dealing with," he smirked. "I'm sorry we let our shit hurt you, we never should have done that," I looked over and saw George walking up next to Dream. He instantly grabbed Dream's hand and latched onto his fingers. I smiled softly. I'm glad they found each other. Even if they had to lie and drive people fucking insane in the process.

"I have to ask though, why did you even lie about it?" I asked. "Dream's ex-girlfriend," George said at the same time that Dream said. "To hide the fact that I actually did like him," they looked at each other and laughed, "that too," Dream added. "Hmm, that's such a cliche. You couldn't even be original while fucking me over?" I joked. 

"I'm only letting that slide because I feel bad," 

A/N: Ahh, god. I'm so fucking shitty at angst, sorry T~T It's fine, I think this is good, I don't know anymore.