The Apocalypse [Dreamnotfound AU]

Go Get Your Boyfriend

The one where everyone thinks Dream and George are dating...

Also, an early update! Enjoy <3

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Tw: swearing, weapons

"Alex!"

Karl's distant gaze is gone, replaced by a warm, genuine smile. George raises his brows, and his mouth practically drops open when Quackity grins in return and shouts, "Karl!"

Karl bursts into hysterical giggles and hugs Quackity like they're old friends. Quackity's buzzing with energy, literally hopping around in excitement, and it seems to lift Karl's mood. George doesn't know if he should feel relieved, grateful, or just confused.

"Since when are you guys so close?" he asks and Quackity's smile drops as he pivots to face him.

"None of your business, asshole."

Karl giggles madly. "Oh my God, you got him."

George decides that maybe he should feel betrayed. "I literally saved you. If it wasn't for me, you'd be stuck dealing with Sapnap and the others."

Karl's eyes flicker and George almost feels bad for bringing it up, even as a joke. But then, Quackity jumps in. "You need me to beat someone up?"

This time, even George has to giggle, because Quackity is still holding his broomstick like it would actually do something against a zombie. Or a person. Quackity turns his glare to him. "What, you think you're cool cause you have a fucking crossbow? I could beat your ass."

"I'd like to see you try," George says, raising a brow.

Quackity glowers. "If Techno and Montero didn't want to meet you today, I would. They're waiting for you and your boyfriend."

George's cheeks burn. "He's not..."

But he can't finish the sentence. He doesn't know what him and Dream are.

Karl puts a hand on his arm. His nails are somehow freshly painted, bright pink and blue. "Listen, I trust Alex. He can stay with me if you need to get Dream and them."

George must look as skeptical as he feels because Quackity glares at him again. "Are you sure? Even if you trust him, it doesn't mean he can actually protect you."

"I'm right here, you know," Quackity mutters.

"I believe in him," Karl says with a small smile. "Come on, Dave and Montero are waiting for you."

George, who'd been glaring back at Quackity, whirls around to face Karl. "Who?"

Quackity looks equally confused. "That's his name?"

Karl grins. George stares at him. "Is there anyone who's name you don't know?"

"Only Bad. He flat out won't tell me. It's his most closely guarded secret," Karl answers ominously and George huffs out a laugh. Karl hits him lightly on the arm. "Now go get your boyfriend."

George sighs. "Fine."

It's only once he's back in the hall that leads to their classroom that he realizes he agreed to Dream being called his boyfriend. He's not sure how he feels about that.

"George!" a voice says, startling George out of his thoughts. "Did I scare you?" Dream asks. It's a stupid question, George decides, considering his heart literally stopped. He looks up to tell Dream that, but something stops him. Dream looks sleepy, his hair wavy and messy, his eyes a bright green and trained on George, even as he stretches his long arms over his head. His voice sounds deeper than usual. The word boyfriend suddenly pops into George's mind, and his cheeks feel bright red. He looks away from Dream.