LOVE LOCKDOWN (dnf + karlnap)

10: New Religion

George was happy. He was content sitting in the passenger seat in Dream's car, Dream's hand heavy on his thigh, as the blond drove them to his place.

"What do you think Karl and Sap are doing right now?" George hummed. He intertwined their fingers, keeping Dream's hand in his lap.

Dream chuckled, squeezing George's hand. "Don't really wanna think about it."

The brunet rolled his eyes and twisted slightly to look at his boyfriend. "You're gross."

"What?" Dream laughed. "They've been pining after each other since December. It's literally been, like, five months. I know Nick. He's a horny bastard, alright? They're definitely fucking right now."

George cringed at the thought of Karl having sex - with Sapnap of all people. He was happy for his friend, of course, he was! But he wasn't really keen on putting thought into his sex life.

"At least Karl got his shit together eventually," Dream continued, just as he made the turn onto his street.

"You should probably apologise for yelling at him," George said pointedly, arching an eyebrow at the blond.

Dream groaned softly, pushing his head back and into the headrest. "I know. I'm gonna do it tomorrow. I was just... upset about Sap. I've never seen him like that before."

George brushed a hand through Dream's blond hair, still slightly damp from the rain that was pouring down outside. "You were just looking out for Sap. Karl's gonna understand."

The car came to a stop on Dream's driveway and the blond turned as much as he could to look at George.

"I'm sorry for snapping at you and telling you to shut up," he said, voice shifting higher.

A small smile played on George's lips as his hands found the sides of Dream's face. "It's okay, Dream. I forgive you."

"Thank you, baby," Dream said softly.

-

George had a shift the next day. It was only a few hours, and he was scheduled with Karl, so he was excited.

Except Karl didn't show up.

Apparently... He was sick...

Yes. Of course.

Karl was absolutely not spending time with his new boyfriend.

-

The weekend arrived, greeting Dream and George with open arms and bright sunshine - the first in weeks.

They woke up together on Saturday morning, wrapped up in each other.

"Fuck," Dream groaned, blocking out the sun with a hand.

The blinds were open; completely forgotten the previous night after the two lovers had fallen into bed together.

"Shut up," George muttered, pressing his face into his pillow. "Why is it so bright? "

Dream untangled himself from George as gently as possible and propped himself up on his elbows. "It stopped raining."

"Finally. Now go close the blinds and come back to bed."

"Sure," Dream chuckled.

George mourned the loss of Dream's body heat as the blond slid out from underneath the covers and went around his room, closing the blinds. Once the room was sufficiently dark, Dream returned to bed, sliding back under the warm blankets and pulling George into his arms.