"what do you wanna do today?"
dream looked over at y/n from the drivers seat.
"since its noon and i've been awake since seven-thirty i think i'm gonna go to bed the second we get home." she yawned and put her head against the window. the two drove wilbur and quackity home from the diner. it was around eleven-fifty by the time they got back to the apartment
they both immediately walked into their own bedrooms.
"i'll put your sweatshirt in the laundry pile when i wake up," she called to dream
she heard him grunt in response, too tired to form a sentence and climbed into bed, she did the same.
—
y/n woke up extremely disoriented at around three pm. she heard the sounds of the tv through the open door of her room.
she stood in the doorway to see dream watching cartoons on the tv. he had his legs on the coffee table, with one on top of the other.
he was in pajama pants and a different sweatshirt. which reminded her— she's still in those stupid denim shorts.
dream looked up at her.
"good morning, sleeping beauty," he nodded. "i see you like my sweatshirt. comfy, huh?"
she grinned and climed over the couch, sitting next to him.
"how'd you sleep this time?"
"much better now that i didn't have your disgusting feet in my face."
the two sat on the couch together for a little while before he got a call.
"hello?...yea...hold on." he got up to go to his room and closed the door behind him.
y/n turned off the tv, remembering how its been two days since she showered last.
when she got to the bathroom, she took her dirty clothes off and put them in the hamper.
one of us needs to wash those clothes, jeez.
while she waited for the water to warm up, sud overheard dream on the phone. she couldn't make out the words he was saying, but she could tell he sounded stressed about something.
y/n stepped in the shower and let the warm water run down on her.
after a few moments, dream cracked open the door.
"y/n?"
"yea?"
"i gotta go to emily's for something, ill be back in like an hour."
"okay, everything good?"
"yea— i just gotta go over there."
"okay, tell her i say hi."
—
since dream wasn't gonna be home for some time, syd laid in just a towel on her bed.
that's the worst part about living with guys; you can't just lay in your towel, in case they need to walk in.
she connected my phone to the speaker sitting on her dresser and turned the volume up.
—
after about an hour, dream didn't come home.
after about two hours, dream still wasn't home.
after two and half hours, y/n decided she should probably put on clothes, assuming dream would be home eventually. plus, it was getting kind of cold.
she opened her drawer and grabbed a pair of underwear and cloth shorts, putting those on, she stood topless in front of her closet looking for a sweatshirt to put on.
unbeknownst to y/n— thanks to the loud music, the drowned out sounds of knocking were coming from her door.
eventually, he opened the door himself.
"jesus y/n can you lower the m- oh my god!" he put his hands over his eyes as y/n gasped and put her arms around her chest. she quickly grabbed the first sweatshirt she could find and threw it on.
"i am so sorry!"
she began to laugh.
"its okay, you can look now."
"i just wanted to know if you wanted to order chinese food."
the two of began to laugh hysterically.
they eventually caught our breath.
"yeah, chinese sounds good."
—
y/n opened the screen door to the small balcony and sat on the couch outside.
she made the balcony to their apartment extremely cozy when she moved in with schlatt. before she came along, he didn't even use it.
she used her own money to buy a small outdoor couch and along with cute outdoor lights and a lot of potted plants. this teeny tiny balcony was the nicest part of their home.
y/n really only made it nice out there so she had a comfy place to smoke.
she sat with her legs inside her sweatshirt crossed and her hood over her head as she held a joint up to her lips and flicked the lighter.
she sat for a couple minutes alone out there in silence.
dream opened the door and stepped out onto the balcony, holding the food in his hands.
he sat down besides y/n and passed over her meal. she held out the joint she was smoking to him. he rejected it.
the two sat in silence as they ate. dream seemed off.
"so," syd said, trying to break the silence. he looked up at her. "you were gone for a long time."
he nodded.
"what were you guys doing?" she jokingly put her hand on his chin, pretending to search his neck for hickies.
he brushed her off.
"no, uh." he looked ahead at the city. "actually, uh, we broke up."
"oh. oh- dream i'm-" she put her food down and embraced him into a hug.
after a second, he put his hand on her back and sighed. he felt safe in her arms.
"its okay. i'ts temporary. we're just taking a break"
"what happened?"
"can we tak about it another time? i just don't wanna get into it." he pulled out of her embrace.
"oh. yea, of course."
he nodded, looking down. he looked down, not wanting y/n to see him getting all emotional.
"actually. uh-" he sat up. "can i hit that?"
y/n looked up at him, raising her eyebrow. he gave her a light, reassuring smile- letting her know he was alright. she smiled back and passed it to him.
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i'll proofread + revise this in the morning enjoy for now <3
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Fanfictionfamous youtuber and streamer, dream, undergoes relationship issues- not realizing what's been in front of his face the whole time I WAS LOCKED OUT OF MY ORIGINAL ACCOUNT, @/RETROFRONTS!! unlike, "bad idea!"- which i just decided to continue on this...