It doesn't mean anything. (Dreamnap)

Chap 2: )))

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(No POV)

Sapnap woke up sweating. His white shirt was now slightly damp by the armpit. He looked around his room trying to calm his breath. "Fucking hell..." He muttered...... Wait a second... Did he just say 'fucking hell'?,god he's been hanging out with Brits too long. He snorts before looking at his clock, the red numbers read 7:or am. Too early for this shit. He knows he can't go back to sleep, so he heads for the kitchen.

He hears soft snoring from the other room and his heart flutters. Right, he still lives with his hot best friend that he TOTALLY doesn't have a crush on.

His shoulders drop as he lays eyes on the small animal in front of him. "Awh hey patches, did you not sleep with dream last night?" the feline brushes against him before heading under the couch.

He walks over to the marble counters and leans his arm weight on them. These mornings always seem so important when you live threw them, yet later it seems so boring and lucid. He droops his eyes before heading to the fridge. The ravenettes eyes land on the left over red velvet cake from one of their friends birthday. Perfect. He slowly slides the white plate onto the counter and cuts a slice.

Oh my fucking god that cake is literally heaven. Sapnaps rude awakening seems to melt away into this delicious cake as he takes another bite.

He hears a cough behind him. "Cake for breakfast, huh?" followed by a small chuckle. He freezes, before untensing his shoulders. "Yeah not like we have anything else." he says rolling his eyes. Dream scoffs behind him before ploping on the couch putting on some news station.

Sapnap rises his plate before heading back to his room. He melts in
his memory foam bed and sighs in content. If only his mind let him stay like that for longer. That creeping feeling seemed to hitch up on his back. Sapnap realises what it is, and sighs, this one is displeasure. If only it would stay away, maybe then sapnap could breathe.

He rolls on his side before scrolling on Twitter,'dream cancelled ' blah blah blah 'George and wilbur date ' blah blah blah. God why did he think this was a good idea.

He puts down his phone and walks over to his chair, maybe playing Minecraft for awhile will ease him. He plays a few rounds of bed wars before deciding this was useless. His stupid ass mind seemed to much rather think about his best friend. His stupid dirty blonde hair and pretty green eyes. Curse that pissbaby. Curse himself for falling for that pissbaby.

Before he's knows it, the tears are running down and he sniffles. Ugh curse feelings too. He falls down into his bed, defeated. And before he knows it, he drifts off into the pillow, closing his eyes.

He wakes up to knocking. "Oh fuck offff." he yells to the door. "Come out loser! You've been in there all day." he groans and rolls, very reluctantly, out of his bed. He waddles to the door and opens it. Green eyes meet brown. "Hey pandasss, nice of you to finaly join the party, come on lets watch a movie or something!" the ravenette follows the blonde over to the couch, sitting beside another.

Dream starts putting on some old bullshit move and sapnap starts to drift again. Dream seems to notices and giggles. Sapnap rubs his eyes before punching dream in the shoulder, which is covered by a pastel green sweater. Sapnap slowly seems to lose his balance, drifting closer. Neither seem to notice, and sapnap leans unknowingly closer.

And suddenly he's sleeping in pastel green.