Tonight, you are mine. // dream x reader

6 / "then why do you care?"

The time was exactly 10:30pm, Dream was supposed to announce the buffet but it seemed people already got to it.

By people, he saw Quackity, Karl, George and Sapnap stuffing their faces with the food and slapping each other's hands if they dare touch anywhere near their plates.

He laughed and pointed, showing Y/N. Y/N laughed too.

"They really are just how they are in streams, huh?" Y/N chuckled.

"Unfortunately so! Sometimes it's exhausting, but they're amazing."

"They are."

Dream nodded and walked down the stairs to a stage-like area. It wasn't tall enough to be a stage but there was a microphone situated on top of it, like an poor indie band concert.

"Hi!" His voice bellowed in the place, the music was quieter now. "Holy shit, this is LOUD." He tapped the microphone and adjusted the settings before continuing.

"Anyways, thank you all for coming!" He said, looking across all the familiar faces. "The buffet is over there, if you haven't noticed. I'd recommend going before they eat it all."

"HEY NOT FUNNY MAN." Quackity yelled, cupping his mouth to make sure he was heard. Everyone laughed.

"Feel free to do anything here as long as it is LEGAL!" Everyone cheered. "But seriously, thanks so much for coming. It's been a great time so far."

Various shouts like "WE LOVE YOU!" and "YOU DESERVE IT!" echoed around. Y/N just watched in awe from the front corner of the stage with how comfortable he spoke to the crowd.

"Happy 22nd to me!" He said, lifting his fist up and swinging it in celebration.

"WOO! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!" Everyone yelled, a few drinks getting thrown in the air.

He said a final thank you before stepping off stage. Y/N had already started to walk back to Sapnap, it wasn't difficult to spot her through the crowd.

They both met back at the other four boys complaining about how full they were from the food.

"Sapnap." Dream said sharply, looking at the man with guilty eyes, licking his fingers.

"One sec," his voice was muffled due to him still eating. "Okay yes?"

"Why did you bring it out before I announced it?"

Y/N watched awkwardly at the two men arguing until an arm hooked around her's and dragged her back.

"Karl?" Y/N said, turning her neck to see his hair.

"Yeah... Me and Quackity just wanted to leave that situation and you looked a bit awkward there so, um." He giggled, Y/N chuckled too.

"You read body language so well." She turned the other way and hooked her arm back around Karl's, making him smile.

Quackity was sat on a couch on the outskirts of the crowd of people. He was scrolling through his phone before looking up and seeing Karl.

"Hi! What's your name?" Quackity asked, his politeness and sincerity took Y/N back for a couple of seconds, it wasn't like his persona.

"Hey, I'm Y/N. And you're Alex, right?"

"You bet! Come sit."

Karl had already perched beside Quackity, hugging onto his arm. Y/N took a seat beside George. A while after sitting in comfortable silence, they began to talk. It wasn't anything deep, only things regarding her channel and how to grow.

By the end of their conversation, when they both saw the other two walk over. They both were pissed off, George didn't try to hide his laughter. Both of them went to sit next to Y/N.