TW: mature language
Karl and Sapnap were seated on one side, having their own conversation while George and Dream were seated on the other side, with no conversation whatsoever.
It wouldn't have been weird if they hadn't gone initimate the night before, it would've been less awkward.
George looks to his side to see Dream tapping his fingers on the wooden table while looking around the diner they were in.
A lady comes into our booth to ask for our orders. "Good morning! What can I get you four?", she happily hands out the menu cards.
"I'll have have sausage and eggs.", Sapnap speaks up first.
"Okay..", the waitress takes out a pen and a notepad. "How about you sir?", she looks at Karl.
"I'll have a sandwich."
Dream closes his menu card, "Pancakes please."
The waitress writes the orders down on the tiny notepad and lifts her head up afterwards.
"What about you, sir?", she directs the question to George.
George sits still, pondering over whether what food he will get. He's a really indesicive person, he can't make a choice right away in the spot.
"What do you want?", Dream asks, slightly shocking George that the blonde was talking to him.
"I-I don't know..", George mumbles.
"Do you want pancakes too?", Dream whispers. His voice sounded light like a feather. It was calming to George.
George smiles and nods, "Yeah pancakes."
Dream turns to the waitress, "He wants pancakes."
"Alright then. I'll give your orders shortly.", the waitress smiles and walks away.
"Thanks.", George whispers to Dream.
Dream beams a smile and nods.
Dream being kind? Unbelievable. He's one of the biggest assholes in town.
George squints his eyes out of suspicion, but decides to let it go. The waitress comes back with their food and drinks. She sets it on the table.
As she sets Dream's food, she leans undeniably close to him with a smirk on her face. Dream moves away from that gesture, making Dream immensely close to George. So close that George hears Dream's breathing, so close that their arms were touching, so close that their legs were touching.
Once the waitress left, George nudges Dream slightly, expecting Dream to move away since the waitress wasn't there anymore. But he doesn't budge.
George looks at Dream and sees the blonde with a huge grin. What is his plan now?
George puts his head down, Ugh I should've not been involved with this jerk in the first place.
"So George, what are your majors?", George lifts his head up to see Sapnap and the others looking at him.
"W-What.. sorry I didn't hear."
"It's fine must've been the hangover yeah?", Sapnap says.
"Yeah..", it was partially true that his sickness was from the hangover, but most of it was because he got involved with this douchebag sitting beside him.
"What are your majors?", Sapnap repeats.
"Oh..my majors are Computer Science and English.", George fiddles with the napkins.

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FanfictionCollege. Struggling to pass tests. Making friends. Parties everyday. Finding love? To George Davison, school is important. He could care less about having fun, but one day finds himself in a situation with the very well-known Clay Harrison, who goes...