nyctophilia | dreamwastaken

awkward?

SUNDAY:

The moment I wake up, I feel something staring at me. I blink, my vision getting used to the sudden light. I can feel that I'm laying on the couch and that my back feels terrible. The figure in front of me pulls back for a second before peering closer. I feel something wet touch my nose and I jolt up, hearing a muffled hiss.

"Cinder?" I ask, rubbing my eyes. Cinder flicks her tail before meowing loudly. Shit, what time is it? I check the time, peering at the screen for only a second before shutting my phone. I get up, my legs aching due to the cramped space on the couch. I feed Cinder and refill her water bowl before trudging upstairs.

Why was I sleeping on the couch? I tilt my head, making it halfway up the stairs before realizing. My legs give up underneath me and I cover my mouth, my eyes widening. Fuck me. I screw my eyes shut, my jaw tightening. I hooked up with Dream- no, Clay- no, Dream? I shake my head, feeling the sudden urge to just rip out all of my hair.

Oh god, we were both on my bed, and I rode him like a rodeo and-. I swallow, fighting the rising feeling of nausea. I reopen my eyes, blinking away the stars. I glance at my closed room, and I swallow again. I glance back at the couch and scramble towards it, picking up my phone. As soon as I read his messages, my heart falls.

No, no, no-. I shakily type a message, staring at it before deleting it. I try again before deleting it again. I repeat the same thing for a bit, not knowing what to say. How do I respond to a message like that? I bite my nails before giving up and heading back to my room. I open the door, ignoring the smell of him as I grab the sheets and pillowcases.

I throw them into the washer before changing into a shirt and baggy pants. I settle onto my desk, booting up my computer. I log in and wait for discord to load up, my leg bouncing the whole time. As soon as discord loads up, I click on George's profile. I start to type a message, remembering how he and Sapnap had snickered to each other during the party.

Me:
hey george, i got a question for you

George:
ask away

George:
btw, what happened between u and dream?

George:
he came back all gloomy 

Me:
oh, it was nothing

Me:
anyways, hypothetically, if i were
to get with someone that I'm supposed to stay
away from and they sent me a few
texts that seem like they don't want to
ever see me again, what am i supposed to do?

George:
uh, damn, i have no clue

George:
is this about dream? yk, the person you're
hypothetically supposed to stay away from?

Me:
that doesn't matter

George:
i would just... try and talk to them?

George:
i mean, i know that it would be awkward, but just try 
to at least

Me:
thanks, george

George:
np

I sigh and close my eyes. Of course, it'd be awkward to talk to him, we both made this 'friendship deal' situation worse. I open my eyes and push away from my desk. I should tell Niki this but... she's probably busy helping her sister and I don't want to bother her. I head downstairs and fix myself breakfast, eating it as slow as possible.