Survival | DreamNotNap

Chapter 3

Tw's: Panic Attack, swearing

Sapnap's POV

Night Clay. Night Nick

Those simple 4 words kept playing in my head. George said they were laced with venom. He then stormed away from us, obviously ticked off.

After he walked off I turned to Dream who was lost in thought. "He just needs time to cool off. He isn't really mad at us." Dream looked up from his lap and met my eyes with his emerald green ones.

"Yeah. We should apologize to him. I could make him some hot cocoa with marshmallows and we could watch some movies."

I smile at the idea of cuddling with George and Dream while drinking hot cocoa. "Yeah. I like that idea. Let's do it."

Me and Dream go to the kitchen and make some hot cocoa with extra marshmallows for George. I grab the three mugs and go and place them on the coffee table, while Dream grabs blankets and lays them on the couch.

"GEORGIE" I yelled trying to get him to come here to see what we did for him. I'm only met with silence. This time Dream yells his name. No response. "I'm gonna go check on him." I nod to Dream and sit on the couch to try to find a nice movie for us to watch.

"George?" I hear Dream say his name this time not calling him full of concern. I rush over to the hallway to see Dream's face full of pain while watching George hyperventilating with tears streaming down his face. He is leaning against the wall and when he looks up to see us he goes to take a step towards us with his arms open for a hug. The sight hurting my stomach.

In one step, George collapses to the ground and Dream is running to go catch him. "Gogy?" This time Dream is just trying to get him to wake up or maybe even move a bit. In one swift motion Dream picks him up and lays him on the couch.

Poor George. He was having a panic attack and we weren't even there to comfort him.

Me and Dream sit next to him on each side and cover him up. He finally opens his eyes after an hour or so. Having no memory of what just happened and leaning against Dream. "How are you feeling?" He sits up and looks at me with an unreadable expression.

I always have hated that about him. Having no idea what is going on in his mind unless he tells you. Dream is very easy to read since he always says what's on his mind and doesn't bother hiding how he feels. If he's tired, he tells me. George will be tired and I won't know until he falls asleep on call.

"I'm fine, Sapnap."

"George, we found you hyperventilating and then you passed out. That's not normal. "

He sits up off of Dream, and turns all his attention to the remote on the coffee table. He grabs it and puts on the movie I was gonna play earlier. He wraps himself up in the blanket and lays his legs on Dream and his head on my shoulder.

Damn it, Gogy. Why does he have to do cute things like this whenever I need to talk to him about a serious topic. It's almost like he knows I like him and Dream more than just friends. I just don't know how to tell them since I'm not sure they like me like that.

We watched one or two movies before George fell asleep and Dream soon after. I sat wide awake on the couch scrolling through my instagram feed whenever the t.v. turned off out of nowhere. I look around and I can't even hear the a.c. running anymore.

It's just another blackout which is common during this time of year from everyone being home and running their air conditioners, but this time I got a notification from my phone.

Attention to all people in the Florida area. Grab as much supplies as you can and seek shelter. There has been an outbreak of an unknown virus. Do not leave your homes, until the police come by and evacuate you.

What the fuck is going on?

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