Wilbur's Perspective.
"Okay so George- I can explain-"
"You can explain? Right right, I think we need to talk in private, Dream"
A brunette, assumingly named George, dragged Dream out of the cave, seeming pretty upset.
But that also meant I was alone with this...Sapnap, guy.
Not only was I awkward with new people already, but I didn't trust any of these guys, they were the enemies after all, the fact I had to be all buddy buddy with them made my blood boil, too.
We both stayed silent for a little, before I heard Sapnap clear his throat, causing me to glance over to him, but only slightly.
"Soooo- that was- something, right?" Sapnap chuckled, scratching the back of his neck as he leaned against the cave wall.
"Yeah, I suppose it was.." I mumbled quietly, biting my lip as I looked away.
I could practically feel Sapnap staring at me before I heard a small sigh.
"Nervous?" Sapnap slightly mumbled, staring me down.
"Nope" I huffed, glaring at him before looking away again.
"If you say so," Sapnap shrugged, finally looking away himself. "We aren't as bad as you think, y'know," Sapnap slightly huffed, glancing back at me. "You just hear the bad things"
"Sure...sure you aren't" I sighed myself, running a hand through my hair.
Dream's Perspective.
"Dream, why is he here?!" George finally let go of my arm, huffing up at me. "We agreed you would stop doing this-"
"I know I know, George, but he traded himself in for the kid!" I let out in response, crossing my arms.
"And you let him?!" George sighed out in annoyance. "Tell him to go, for both your and his own good"
"But, George-" "No buts, Dream!" George almost yelled, but stopped himself, I knew he was stressed so I didn't mind too much.
"We both know what happens every time you do this.." George's gaze softened, reaching for my arm. "George, don't...mention those times" I grumbled, tensing.
"But it keeps happening, Dream" George frowned, placing his hand on my shoulder. "I don't want you to keep getting hurt.."
"This isn't like that" I growled a little, gently swatting his hand away. "But then what do you plan to do with him?" George crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow.
"I'll figure it out.." I huffed, looking away. "Can this conversation be over, please?" I slightly glared, I didn't mean to come off as hostile, those...times being mentioned just- ruins my mood.
George could tell my mood had changed and just nodded. "Fine.." George mumbled.
As I began to walk away, I felt George grab my wrist, stopping me. "And, Dream," He began speaking, causing me to look at him.
"I'm sorry...I know it's hard" George let out in a soft voice, frowning slightly.
I sighed out, looking off as I slowly pulled my hand away.
"Don't mention it"
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Tueur De Rêves (DreamSmp Au) (Dreambur)
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