AMARANTHINE [streamers × reader]

43

"Guys."

"Darling, Beautiful" The voice calls, louder this time. I feel the weight around me shuffle and I open my eyes, gaining consciousness.

"Yeah?" A closer voice grumbled groggily. Sapnap.

"We're gonna go out for dinner somewhere. We don't know yet so if you want a say on where we go, you better get up" I open my eyes to Dream at the doorway, he wanders in and sits on my desk chair, rolling it closer to the bed. I sit up.

"..what about Corpse?" I croak, rubbing my eyes.

"He said he might come depending on where we end up going" Dream explained, his gaze flicking from my eyes,  then down to the side slightly. He scoots closer to the edge of the bed to where I sat.

I feel as his feathery touch grazes the skin on my neck. It was so gentle yet it hurt the tender area. Oh no. It hurt.

"Who did this." Dream asked firmly, seeming to already know the answer as he glared past me at Sapnap.

"That's from me" Sap yawns. I'm surprised by the casualness of his admission. Dream seems taken a back but doesn't say anything as aggression starts to show on his face.

"Hey it's not like you missed out on anything" I interrupt whatever it was that was about to say. Sapnap raises his eyebrows, smirking as he fixed Dream under a pointed look.

The taller man stood up and approached me, gently pulling me out from under the blankets, revealing my old baggy grey shirt along with the shorts that could hardly be seen underneath. He carried me back to the desk chair, and sat me on his lap, back to his chest.

"You see, there's a difference between this" He gently placed his thumb on my lower lip, slightly tugging on it before releasing it.

"And this" He brushed his fingers against the bruises on my neck, ignoring my small hiss of pain.

"This-" he leaned around, pulling my face gently by the jaw towards him as he placed a slow kiss upon my lips, almost as if he was teasing Sap. And it seemed to be working as he shuffled slightly.

"-is a kiss. But when it gets to this point-" He let his hand rest on my neck as his fingers traced the very visible love bites in the area. I struggled a lot as I attempted not to get flustered.

"This is making out" Dream finished, still gently massaging my neck. I stayed silent, my face intensely flushed.

"Okay." Sapnap nodded his head, accepting Dream's explanation.

"So what? Why can't I "make out" with Y/n?" He stood up, wandering towards us.

"I-i-"

"What about" Sapnap begins, picking me up from Dream's lap and sitting me on his instead as he sat at the foot of my bed. I huff, wanting this tense as fuck passive-aggressive argument to wrap itself up already.

"We agree to both have the privilege of giving Y/n kisses, and not get mad over it like little babies" I scoff, my face reddening even more if that was even possible.

"That is if Y/n's okay with it" He murmurs running a hand through my hair. Dream's gaze lands on me, examining my expression. I send him look that anyone could clearly read as a silent cry for help. Though he made no move to help me, and instead waited for my response.

"W-wouldn't that be slightly slutty? What would the others think?" I stutter, fiddling with the hem of my shirt.

"It's just us. You're not slutty at all, Darling" Sapnap reassured me, wrapping his arms around my waist.