Friday, December 3rd
"Come on.. miss, miss, miss.."
I rub my temples with my left hand.
New York doesn't normally have too much wind, so Sapnap and I decided to take advantage of it by playing mini-golf.
"Sapnap, can you shut up?" I ask, looking up at him. I raise my eyebrows.
"Oh yeah, sorry." He utters, a grin plastered on his face.
I scoff and shake my head as I place my left hand back on the slick rubber.
I shut my right eye and tilt my head down to predict if my ball will be able to roll over the hill on the course and into the hole on the other side.
"Miss, miss, miss.." I hear him murmuring again under his breath as I lift the club upright.
I open my eye back up, and attempt to reduce the amount of force I would generally use as I finally hit the little ball.
It rolls to the base of the hill and back to meet my sneakers.
"YES!" Sapnap celebrates, "LETS FUCKING GO!"
I roll my eyes, "I told you to shut up."
I poke him with the end of my club. "It's your fault I didn't get it over."
He grins and nudges my shoulder with his own as he walks past me. "You just can't accept the fact that you're actual ass, watch this."
He continues over to where I was stood just a few moments ago.
He places his ball down a few inches away from mine and squints.
I watch his hands closely.
"How about we make a deal?" I ask all of a sudden.
He loses his focus. "What?"
I chuckle at his disorientation.
"If you get this one in while your eyes are closed, I will buy you dinner and we can watch the movie of your choice at home." I say mischievously, aware that this is the final point.
If Sapnap scored now, he would win the entire game. Whereas if he lost this point, it would be a tie and I could avoid being ridiculed for the next few days.
The corners of my lips turn up knowing that he would never refuse an offer where I have to watch one of his irritating, prolonged movies.
He studies me with a suspicious expression, but eventually shrugs and accepts the offer.
"Alright, fine. Easy." He turns back around to face his ball.
He focuses very attentively on the placement of the ball and club, and I watch as he closes his eyes.
A few moments of silence pass; and as I start to believe he isn't going to, he hits it.
The ball immediately starts moving and reaches the base of the hill in no time.
He opens his eyes and bites his lower lip in suspense.
"Come on..." he grunts.
The ball continues rolling up the hill and starts slowing down in the process.
His grin starts to grow, before the ball reaches the top of the hill and ceases to move entirely.
"No." he says, mouth gaping. "How is that even fucking possible?"
I immediately start wheezing. "And you said that I was ass."
I accidentally drop my stick. "Oh fuck," I say through laughter.
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mixed feelings // dreamnotfound
Fanfiction⊰⊰Trigger Warnings: Self-harm, suicide mention, drugs/alcohol intake, abuse, sexual assault mention ⊰⊰Dream has been living with his roommate Sapnap for the past few months; having spent years trying to distance himself from his parents. Whilst goin...
