The Apocalypse [Dreamnotfound AU]

An Apocalypse on the News

Inspired by that one George alt stream where they talked about who would survive a zombie apocalypse. Also this story will contain some trigger warnings, including smut, but there will be warnings before the chapters. And sorry for this chapter being long, the next ones will hopefully be shorter. Hope you enjoy <3<3

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Tw: blood, weapons, minor swearing

"We need to go," Sapnap says. He's already packing a bag full of food and clothing. A baseball bat leans against the wall behind him and two kitchen knives are strapped to his belt.

"What are you talking about?" Dream says with a frown, glancing over at him from the sofa. "And when the hell did you start carrying knives?"

Just then, George rushes out of his bedroom, breathless and waving his phone around. "Sapnap, look," he says, shoving his phone into Sapnap's face. "Have you checked Twitter? Dream," he adds, his gaze landing on the taller man. "We need to go."

Sapnap rolls his eyes as he zips up his backpack. "I already told him that, dumbass. There's an apocalypse on the news and we need to go. Have you never watched a zombie movie, Dream?"

"You know I haven't," Dream says, but he stands from the sofa and pulls out his phone too, to check Twitter. His brow furrows as he scans the posts warning everyone about a country-wide apocalypse.

"What the hell?" Dream murmurs, but Sapnap shoves a heavy backpack into his hands before he can say anything else.

"Take this too," he says, shoving a knife at him. "We're probably gonna have to save George's ass out there. There's no way he's surviving without us."

A shiver of fear goes through Dream as he imagines George struggling against zombies. He clenches the knife Sapnap gave him in his fist. He's gonna protect George even if he dies doing it.

"I'll keep him safe," he says to Sapnap, just as George flings open the door to his bedroom again. He's still clutching his phone but he has a backpack slung over his shoulder. He's practically drowning in his oversized hoodie, and Dream suddenly realizes how fragile he looks. He silently repeats his promise to protect his best friend.

"Why are you guys still here," George wheezes. "You should have started the car by now."

"Look who's talking," Sapnap says. "Are you done packing or do you need another hour for your beauty routine?"

George rolls his eyes. "I'm done, let's go."

Sapnap pats George on the shoulder and George shoves him away with a giggle. Dream feels another shiver of worry as he watches them. He prays to whatever god that the world isn't about to end. Not before he gets to spend more time with his best friends.

"Are you coming, Dream?" Sapnap says and Dream snaps out of his thoughts. His friends are waiting for him in the hallway.

"Do we need to leave?" Dream asks as he casts a look around their apartment. They'd lived there for years. "It could be a lot more dangerous out there."

"Listen, Dream, I'm an expert on this. I've seen way more zombie movies than you, so trust me. Staying here is a bad idea. Pretty soon everyone in the city will be a zombie and we won't be able to escape. We have to go before that and find a safer place."

Something tells him Sapnap is right, zombie movies or not. "Fine," Drean says. "But we need to be super careful and stay together. We should come up with a plan before we get our asses killed."