"Im surprised you decided to show up" the words are spoke through a grin as alex stood up from his seat at the fancy table with candles and silverware.
" i must say youre doing a number on this dinner date. I wouldve been fine with a 5 pound burrito at a take out van on the side of the road" wilbur confessed with a light laugh, stepping along the carpeted flooring besides the waiter that brought him here in the nearly empty restraunt.
It was nearly midnight and wilbur could only guess alex was really trying to get things out of him. He sits down with alex after the waiter leaves them alone to think up their orders from the places menus.
So he cuts to the chase.
"Alright alex, we know the reason we're here." Wilburs voice is slightly condescending but half amused, arms folding while leaning back in his seat. Some part of him knew the immortals of making alex waste all his money and time to get nothing in return.
"Do we?" Alex raises a brow, deciding to humor the other for the sake of getting down how this man suspects these things seeing as hes only known him for about a month now.
"Of course." The taller brunette nods with a cheeky smile.
"Okay. And im guessing you also know i dont stoop that low?" Alex asks while growing a little more serious, his cocky expression changing into something a little softer while he got up and steps closer to wilbur at the side of the table before sitting down on the table top in front of the other.
"Possibly." Wilbur replied in theory, head tilting up to stare at the other properly.
They were both speaking in code.
"Okay then let's skip ahead." Alex leans down, smirking face inches from his debate partner. They noth were testing eachother. Waiting to see who ticked.
"Is there any good wine in this shitshow?!" There's a sudden drunken shout as a man steps onto the premise, catching the twos attention. Schlatt.
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"George you should've been there! It was like gay chicken!" Wilbur grins ear to ear in excitement, adrenaline pumping while he mentally recreated the scenario in his head.
He was sat across from his friend in their campus cafe, the lights buzzing above them on the tall ceiling and fellow students walking past the window at their booth. George had his arms folded on the table and head turnt to watch those kids walk by. He wasnt sure if he was looking for dream anymore.
After the stunt the alpha pulled into accidentally outting him.
George replayed the scene in his head. Dream got too close.. And george paniced and slapped him and shot away to leave, slamming the door behind him while quickly leaving back to find wilbur after the long walk back to his dorm from dropping his friend off at that fancy restraunt. He didn't think his friends big shot date with alex would be over so soon either. But he guessed he was something lucky.
"And when schlatt got there things just went pear-shapped, im telling you. He and alex really got into an arguement, saying all this stuff about cheating clients and alex insisted it was nothing but know i was glad you showed up when you did, asking if i could spare a minute."
"And then you said you can spare the rest of the night rather than a minute to talk," george nods, knowing the rest of the story that took place 20 minutes ago. They were both sat on the porch of a gas station decently far from the restraunt, eating snacks and gossiping. He still hadn't really told wilbur why he came running back after dropping him off.
"What did you want to talk about anyway?" Wilburs voice rang in georges head.
"Uh.. Dreams... Sort of going into a rutt. And i wasnt expecting it... So i had to get out of there after we started talking." George revealed plainly, eyes lowered to the road while spilling some sweets into the palm of his hand from the packaging, soon spilling it in his mouth.
"Ohhh maatttee you know what that means, your twos week line up, youre meant for eachother, it's destiny~~~" wilbur laughs out and listens to his friend choke on his food in amusement at his taunts over those who believe in any soulmates instead of biology and logic.
Eventually wilbur calls a lift and they return to campus which was a good few blocks of walking away.
They have a film night in wilburs flatt, both thankful minx wasnt home for the time being. They make hot cocoa and sit bundled up on wilburs bed together, both making fun of the romance film before them.
Their laughter dies down when a knock at the dorm door alert them and their chuckles certainly cut off into silence when they see the tall blonde present.
He seemed more put together than from what george saw of him about an hour or two ago. Mustve tooken more supressants.
"Hey dream." Wilbur grins, looking the other over.
"Care to join us for a film night? We've got hot cocoa and some crisps."
"Uh..no.. Can i talk to george for a few? I just want to apologize." The man is stood stiff, hands sliding into his jean pockets while his head tilts down to stare at his shoes.
Wilbur turns and leaves for a moment before george is in front of him, attention on his flatmates face.
"Listen, george. Im sorry i lost my control, i just.. Uh.. I woke up from a nap and forgot to take another pill and just... Im sorry i made you uncomfortable how i did and i hope you can trust me again." He explained while glancing up to the brunette.
"Im....sorry i slapped you." George stated plainly, only feeling it to be appropriate, leaning against the door frame.
Dream nods, finding some even grounds and turns to leave.
"Are you sure you dont want to have a film night with us? It's past midnight.. Are you sure you want to spend the rest of the morning alone?" George can barely find the realization that he just asked that, being a little kinder than his usual. His mind brings up the prickling detail that dreams parents are gone. He must always find loneliness in his being.
"Uh..yeah. Yeah im alright. I have a few things to finish.. And... I think im going to bed soon anyway." Dream nodded lightly with a pursed appriciate smile before continuing to leave, taking a few steps down.
George watches him leave before returning inside the flat.
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