Together?-Dreamnotfound

Chapter 3

TW-FIGHTING AND PUNCHING AND A KNIFE!!

Dream woke up first to George on his chest, and looked at him sound asleep. He loved how George could fall asleep anywhere, anytime. He was so cute, and he loved all the little things about him. He ran his fingers through George's fluffy brown hair. He played with it for a bit until George woke up. He woke up with a tired moan and asked, "Dream? What time is it?" To this he answered, "It's 9:05" "Okay, just five more minutes" George closed his eyes again and Dream smiled.

Those five minutes got interrupted by Sapnap busting the door open without even knocking. Dream and George both looked to the door and when George saw Sapnap there he felt pure fear. Dream knew what he was planning on doing if he wasn't there, thank God he was though, because George wouldn't be able to take anymore.

"What happened to knocking Nick?" Dream said, holding George tighter, he could tell he was scared. This made George feel a little better, but he had every right to still be terrified about Sapnap. Sapnap knew he couldn't hurt George with Dream there, that was the one person that he couldn't take in a fight. Dream, knowing this, used it to his advantage. When he realized he couldn't hurt George, Sapnap just said, "You little shit, how dare you sleep with him."

"Nick, he can sleep with whoever he wants, what's your problem?" Dream was completely calm and wasn't scared of Sapnap whatsoever.

"You two, you're my problem, I just miss you, I miss spending time with you, I feel like George is taking all that away now" Sapnap lied, he was just jealous, even though he shouldn't be, because he had Karl, and he loved Karl so much and he knew Karl loved him too.

"Okay, if that's how it is then why did you hit George when you could have just talked to me?" Dream knew George told him not to say this, but he didn't care, he just didn't want to see George get hurt again. He had the power to prevent it too, so he saw no harm in saying this.

Upon Dream saying this, Sapnap closed the door behind him and started walking closer to them. He yelled, "You told him George?" George was frozen in fear and couldn't say anything. "I-I just um-" He started.

Dream let go of George and rolled him to the other side of the bed. He stood up in front of Sapnap and walked back until Sapnap hit a wall. He grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. George sat on the bed and watched in awe at how strong Dream was. Dream yelled, "If you hurt him again, we're gonna have some serious problems, do you understand me?" Sapnap nodded quickly and when Dream let go of him he sprinted for the door, and opened it quickly. Sapnap was mad, that wasn't part of the plan, and Dream knew that too damn well.

"Alright, I'm going to get changed, and I'll make pancakes downstairs, so come down when you're ready." Dream said, grabbing his sweatshirt from last night and heading to his room to get changed. As he was about to close the door, George said, "Wait!" Dream turned back to George and George went on his tippy toes and kissed him on the cheek, "I love you."

Dream was downstairs making pancakes when Karl and Sapnap came down together, and sat at the counter to wait for him to finish. Shortly after George and Quackity came down. Karl had his head down on the table and Sapnap was rubbing his back, he was really hungover. Dream saw this and realized that he does have a good side, it's just really easy for him to get mad and overreact.

George walked into the kitchen, "You need any help Dream?"

"No I'm good, thanks." Dream put a giant stack of pancakes on a plate and gave everyone else empty plates. He put it on the counter and said, "Take what you want, butter and syrup is in the fridge."

"Butter on pancakes? Is that some kind of American thing?" George asked, confused.

Dream smiled, "Yes it is, 'some kind of American thing' you're so cute," he sat down next to him, taking a large stack of pancakes and putting tons of syrup on top. Sapnap looked mad at this but just continued to remind himself it was part of the plan. "Karl, do you want anything to eat, I can make something else if you don't want pancakes?" Dream offered

Karl shook his head slightly, it was still on the table. "He doesn't feel well right now, he'll eat later." Sapnap said for Karl. George was sitting next to Sapnap with Dream on the other side of him, he had moved his stool as far away as he could from Sapnap. He kept glancing at him every now and then, worried that he might do something again. Dream put his hand on George's thigh and comforted him, it was like he was saying, 'Don't worry, it will be okay' without actually saying anything.

"George, do you want to stream today?" The science was loud, so Dream broke it. "Sure, what do you want to stream?"

"Whatever you want love," George smiled at this, he loved it when Dream called him things like 'Love' or 'Baby' It made him feel better, and he knew that he was around someone he loved and felt safe with. "We can stream minecraft!" They finished up breakfast and cleaned up, Karl still had his head on the table and Sapnap said, "Karl? Are you sure you don't want to eat anything, you're gonna feel worse if you don't eat." Karl picked his head up and nodded, it was clear that he wouldn't do something if he didn't feel like it, but when Sapnap asked, he would gladly accept. "Great, I'll go heat some up for you." Sapnap said as he walked to the kitchen with a plate of cold pancakes.

Only George was there because Quackity was watching TV upstairs, and Dream was upstairs getting the stream ready. "Oh, all alone now are we?" Sapnap put some pancakes in the microwave when he said this.

George got really nervous, he must have shown it too because Sapnap looked more confident than ever. He was by the entrance so George couldn't run, if he did he probably wouldn't make it out unscathed. So the next best decision was to talk with him. "Um, yeah, but I was just about to go stream with Dream, so if you don't mind I'll be on my way now," George said in a quieter tone, he didn't look at Sapnap while saying this either.

"Don't even think about leaving George, I haven't had any fun yet," George was surprised by this, he sounded like some insane serial killer or something. George's theory of him being a serial killer proved to be more likely when he picked up a knife from the knife block on the counter. "Nick, Nick what are you doing with that, how about we just talk before you jump to any conclusions, okay? So no need for that, you can put it down and we'll have a nice talk." George backed up until he hit the counter, and had nowhere else to go. The only other option he had was to scream, and that's what he did, "CLAY, HELP ME, PLEASE!" He yelled loud enough so the neighbors could probably hear him. That was the first person that popped into his head; Dream.