my best friends roommate.

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sleepy

10:30 a.m.

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knock knock knock...
i groan as i slowly wake up to the sound of someone knocking on my door, "come in." i say as i bury my face deeper into my pillow "hey george, i made breakfast; it's downstairs if you want some, i'll be down there if you need me." dream says through the crack of the door "thank you dreamy" george says absent mindedly, this makes dream giggle slightly as he slowly closes the door as to not disturb george further. "dreamy, huh? cute little nickname." dream thinks to himself.

dream gives his cat a bit of his unseasoned scrambled eggs for breakfast since george nor sapnap have cat food lying around anywhere, he should probably ask if he can keep a bag here for when patches and him stay the nights...

thirty minutes after dream told george breakfast was ready he hears him coming downstairs,
"sapnap??" george says as he's halfway down the stairs "wrong himbo" dream says with a lighthearted laugh, "oh, hi, sorry.. good morning." george says with a timid expression as he looks into the kitchen to see dream finishing off the pancakes he just made, "morning sleeping beauty, nice pj's", george is wearing lounge shorts and an oversized hoodie that covers them, "i'm wearing shorts shut up." george says under his breath, "when?" dream says blankly, "what?" george says confused, "did i ask. when did i ask." dream says as he turns around to make eye contact with george. "bed. going back." george says as he turns away to go back upstairs, he's honestly too tired to deal with dream's shenanigans.

dream watches as george goes back up the stairs, he frowns over the thought of making him uncomfortable, maybe he should leave soon.. he looks over at his cat who is occupying the couch with her slumber, he sighs and picks up his phone.

dream: think i made george uncomfortable

sapnap: how? whatd you do?

dream: told him "when did i ask"

sapnap: dude...

dream: i was TEASING HIM

sapnap: you have to be a bit less yk,,, yourself

dream: fuck you i'm great

dream: i think i'll be leaving tho i don't want to bother him or make him more uncomfortable

dream: should i talk to him about it?

sapnap: i don't think you need to leave, text him and make sure?

dream sighs, he hates when he makes people uncomfortable when he's not doing anything he thinks is wrong..

dream: hey, did i make you upset?

dream: you can tell me, i dont want to upset you in anyway, it wasn't my intention

dream: just let me know if i did, please.

george: who?

dream: what?

george: cares. who cares.

dream: i can't tell if you're mad or not

george: i'm not mad, i'm tired tho so my brain can't keep up with your banter

dream: you're tired? what time did you sleep?

george: ur mum

dream: what does that even mean

george: wake up at 1 p.m.

dream: bruh..

dream laughs softly at the reply he just got and swipes back to him and sapnaps conversation;

dream: he's not mad, i'm staying a bit longer i suppose. hey do you mind if i buy and leave cat food here?

sapnap: i don't mind, as long as you buy a like fucking container for it and leave it in the garage or something

dream: you're the best cupcake

sapnap: yeah yeah shut the fuck up i'm cuddling with my bitches

dream: get me bitches

sapnap: cuddle with george

dream: i have never been more upset over a reply

sapnap: what? you dont think he's cuddle material?

dream: it's not that, i don't know him well enough

sapnap: awh dream you can cuddle with meeeee

dream: and have quackity put me in a chokehold? no thanks.

as soon as dream puts his phone down to clean up the breakfast table his phone vibrates

quackity: stay away from my man bitch

dream: keep him i've known him for too long to even bother with him

quackity: yeah yeah you wish you had that sexy hunk to call yours

dream: you're so dog water...

dream laughs off the conversation he just had with his best friends boyfriend and cleans up his breakfast; guess he'll just take george out to brunch.