wanna bet? | dream x Reader

September 24th 2021 | y/n

10:48 A.M

I reacted to Clay's new Manhunt on stream yesterday. I'm abusing my power as his friend for views. Evil genius.

The new moss play was insanely smart. Very proud of him. Not to mention the way he used dragon insta-kill. Sometimes I think the man is too good at Minecraft.

Do I enjoy his company? Yes, probably too much. Would he leave me for Minecraft? Yes, most likely.

I have absolutely nothing to do today. I guess I could call and annoy Clay. I whine and roll over to my stomach. I lay my head on my pillow. I can smell my conditioner. It's strange smelling it like this.

It's super obnoxious, which I guess isn't a bad thing. I guess most people wouldn't smell it like this normally. It's flowery in a way. I take another whiff and I feel like a dog so I roll over again.

Staring up at my ceiling, I decide it best to get up sometime today. I hear a phone call and lift it to answer. "Hello?" I ask almost silently. "Hi.." A quiet, soft rasp emits from the phone. Never hearing him really sound like this before leaves me in a small panic.

It's the raspy undertone that reminds me it's still Clay. His oh-so gentle morning voice is what really leaves me in shock. It's almost... Cute.

I instantly shake the thought away and smile again. "What's up?" I ask, trying to match his seemingly calm demeanor. "I wanted to call you." I hear the rustling of his bed.

"Clay?"

"Y/n?"

"I like your morning voice." I chuckle and sit up. He stammers to find words. "W- what?!" And it's back to normal. "You're waking up at like eleven? How late did you stay up?" I ignore the actions prior.

"I don't know? Three?" Surprisingly honest. "Clay!" I chastise. He chuckles and places his phone down. "I'm calling George." I scoff. "He wouldn't judge me for when I go to sleep." I gasp.

"Then he's not as good a friend as I am." I smile. He sighs, accepting my criticism. As he should, I'm correct. Always am.

I pull my legs to my chest and use my knees as a table for my phone. "Clay, tell me more about your family. I mean, I know you have a few siblings, but that's about it." Considering he knows just about everything about my life it seems only fair.

"Well, you know Drista, my youngest sibling. Then there is my younger brother, Brody, he's seventeen. And my older sister, Eve, she's twenty-four. And my mom and dad of course."

"Yeah, yeah, I know all that, tell me about them." I smile. He clicks his tongue to think about it for a moment.

"Let's see. My brother probably has a secret girlfriend he's hiding from me. My dad doesn't agree with my career choices. My mom is proud that I make people happy with what I do. My little sister and I are about as close as two siblings with an age range like ours can be."

"Oh and Eve! She has this thing, which I hate that she does this, whenever she visits she'll like... Flirt... With Sap, but she doesn't see him that way, which he knows, but it still messes with my head which is why the both of them do it." He sounds peeved about this.