Intoxicating // dnf (ON HOLD)

Chapter 9

TW: mature language and content (smut, cnc?? well some parts, overstim)

The end credits of the movie rolled in, shocking the boys that they missed half of the movie.

"This was all Karl's fault.", Sapnap blames.

"Me? If you and Dream kept silent, we would've actually focused on the movie.", Karl defends himself.

"Yeah yeah.", Sapnap puts his arms around Karl's waist. "Hey at least we had fun."

"Yep.", Karl chuckles.

"Yeah..", George agrees.

Dream, who's attention was focused on his phone, didn't even dare to say a word. His thumb just kept hovering and scrolling on his phone.

"I'll go to the bathroom first.", George informs them which certainly got Dream's attention.

The blonde watches as George slides the door open and walks out.

"I'll get a glass of water.", Dream says while standing up and putting his phone on his short's pocket.

"Are you sure you're not gonna go and make out with George?", Sapnap teases while Karl imitates kissing noises.

Dream scoffs, "No..why would I?"

"You're a dumbass. You looked like you were falling in love with him earlier."

"When was earlier exactly?", Dream smirks.

"When you were on top of him, when we were all having a pillow fight and you just pinned him down.", Karl answers the question for Sapnap.

Dream's expression drops, getting irritated by all the assumptions, "Yeah because he was being annoying. There's no way I'd ever fall in love with him."

"Okay, we get it dude. No need to be so damn harsh.", Sapnap laughs, trying to lighten up the mood. He knows to stop whenever the blonde gets frustrated or irritated.

"Now go get your water."

"Yeah. I will.", Dream says with a sarcastic tone, and goes out of the home theater.

They were right though. What is happening with me? Am I falling in with love George? No.. I just love the sex, no feelings at all. Yeah. He's just another fuck buddy, that's all.

Once Dream was able to convince himself, he hears George get out of the bathroom.

Dream rushes to the direction of the bathroom and blocks George's way out.

"Oh..Hi Dream.", George smiles and taps Dream's arm that was blocking the door. "Excuse me."

Dream smirks and immediately wraps his free arm around George's waist. The brunette gasps at the sudden contact, Dream brings George closer to him, making no room for space.

"Dream..", George laughs awkwardly, then he remembers Dream's text. Was he being serious? George was sure Dream was somehow drunk when he texted.

"What are you doing?", George's eyes widen when he felt Dream's hand slide down and grip on his ass.

"Georgie..stop acting dumb.", Dream digs his nose down George's neck. "You know what I'm here for."