Dreamnotfound - smut

🗝Hoodie🗝

TW: Degrading, Daddy kink & begging

[Angst, Fluff & Smut]

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It has been a few months since Dream and George started to live together, including with Sapnap.

But there was a small problem that bothered George quite a lot is that Dream didn't pay much attention to him.

Yes, they would talk to each other, and yes, it would be friendly but, there was just something that didn't quite click. The attitude that the blond would have towards him.

He was cold. Not in a bad way, he was still nice but just tired to avoid him. The brunette thought that the blond would have acted the way he would when they were on stream together, but, nothing came up.

George admitted that he had fallen for the blond since he came for the visit, even though Dream would act cold towards the male. He wouldn't exactly call it a toxic relationship or friendship but it just didn't seem right.

_____ Later ________

It was 10:21 a.m. And it was George’s turn to take a shower. Sapnap wasn't there for the moment, the day before he had gone to Texas to get some things from his house, leaving only Dream and George alone in the house.

George got into the shower, turning the handle 'till it's cold, due to Florida's massive heat waves coming from time to time.

Once he was done he got out of the shower and put a towel around his waist, he went into his room and started to get changed when he realized that he forgot his clean clothes down stairs in the washing machine.

"Fuck…" The male whispered to himself. Not only are his clothes downstairs but Dream also is downstairs, watching TV.

He started to think of ways that he could get downstairs. He looked around his room, for anything at all. But nothing.

Until he saw a hoodie. A certain hoodie with a black smiley face on. Dream’s classic green hoodie.

The male started to blush, the idea of walking downstairs barely naked with just one item on him.

"God damn it, I have no other choice."

The Brit put on the clothing. The hoodie went until his knees. He slowly started to open the door of his room and walked downstairs.

Once he was done, he noticed that Dream was on his phone while the TV was still playing in the background.

He paid no mind to it, he started to walk towards the other stairs that went one flight down.

"Where are you going?" The blond asked.

"Eh- I forgot my clothes downstairs in the washing machine."

"Mmm. Okay, do what you want…" He said.

George was tempted to tell him what was wrong with him, but he didn’t want to make the older mad. Ah, screw it!

"Dream what's wrong with you?" He asked. The blond shifted his eye from his phone to the brunette.

"What do you mean?" He asked back.