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Sapnap laid on his hotel bed. They had now reached their destination in South Carolina, and checked into their rooms in Columbia's main hotel. Since it was located in the city's center, the late night traffic's noices sneaked into Sapnap's room. And even if it annoyed him, he had to get used to it. The upcoming months were going to be filled with lot's of music, sore fingers, underage drinking, illegal drugs, girls, boys, and especially noisy cities.
He let his mind wander off. Mostly to about Karl, though. Fifteen year old Sapnap about four years ago would think it was disgusting. But ever since he got told that Karl actually was gay himself, he learnt to accept it. He just couldn't imagine himself thinking of both muscular boys with bare tops and pretty girls in tiny bikinis the same way.
He had always been popular with the girls though. Losing his v-card at the age of fourteen, and continuing on had became a bad habit of his. Hooking up with girls whenever he needed to get his mind off something was never a problem. The thoughts were often about his best friend. Whenever the confusing thoughts of the cute brunette boy, often dressed in a purple loose hoodie became too overwhelming for Sapnap, he went out to search for the first best whore he could find. Sometimes he didn't even care about their looks, and just grabbed someone. He was a douchebag, that was for sure.
Speaking of lgbt, the look Quackity gave him while speaking to George before was pretty clear to Sapnap, that the three boys of the gang's wish had become true. With knowing that Dream already had been a simp over George for years, and writing most of his songs about him, their minds completley settled on shipping the tall blonde man with the short innocent brunette.
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Suddenly, there was knocking on his door. His thoughts drifted back to the real world. If it wasn't Quackity who knocked, then it would be weird to come over this late.
He stood up, leaving the bed's sheets wrinkled and laying in the same place as when he claimed the room. As in a habit, his arms stretched forward and made Sapnap tauten the rest of his body before walking to the door.
"Okay, good! Come on, guys!" the blue beanie said, with a chocked George dragging behind him when opening the door. Karl following behind, closing the door after him. Everyone was gathered, except for Dream. The black-haired boy assumed it was for a particular reason.
"Hello, Sapnap." Karl greeted.
"Hey. Watcha doing here? It's like... late." he replied. Quackity sat down George on his bed, which Karl also sat down on next to him. Sapnap scratched his neck, trying to figure out the reason they came.
"Okay so listen here. I just got an email about the New York concert being cancelled." Quackity announced, forming one of his speech-positions.
"What? But that was going to be like the most fun part!" George complained.
"Listen, George!" Quackity continued. "I did get an offer to reschedule the location though, with the same time and date. And, I think we could do it a little more fun..." his mouth turned into a big smirk. The two boys on the bed was joined by the third, listening to him intrestingly. "George told me before, that he thinks that he has feelings for Dream... and oh boy, I think we can do shit with this information." Sapnap's face shined up in a big smile.
"Oh my god. Is it true, George?" Karl asked the british, who had been the first to change into his grey sweatpants. He was slightly blushing, not knowing that his friend was going to announce that. But he nodded anyways, answering Karl's question.
"How about... we make the show eighteen plus, instead of thirteen?" Sapnap suggested.
"WHAT?!" sweatpants bursted out. The other ones laughed.
"Yes! George, would you be up to giving Dream a sexy lap-dance?" Quackity interrogated George. The blushing face, who was now bright red belonged to the stubborn boy.
"On the stage?! No! What even made you think of that? Im not giving Dream a lap-dance!" the trio laughed at him once again.
"Please? I think Dream deserves some action too." Karl begged his friend, making him rolling his eyes, but again responding with a no.
"How about this, if you get him to actually like it, and maybe you could even... have some fun with him, and we'll give you three grand. What do you think about that?" Sapnap said. Wow, he really placed a bet, on his own friend?
"I already have that." the stubborn britt acknowledged.
"Six." came from the mexican's side.
"Have that aswell."
"Eight?" George sighed at his offer.
"Twelve. Take it or leave it, since you want it so bad." the two guys let off a smirk in sync.
"Deal." they agreed.
"I hate you." he mumbled, feeling embarrased that he was actually going to upfill their wish.
"Guys, that's a lot of money. Are you sure?" Karl asked, just to make sure.
"Pfft, I can make that money in no time. Don't worry, Karly" Sapnap winked, making him slightly blush.
"Yeah, let's play a love game!" Quackity gestured with his hand, in a winning way.
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Love Game | 𝐷𝑁𝐹
Fanfiction[DISCONTINUED] Dream and his best friends has been in a band together for almost two years now. They've become a very popular boy band over the past year, and boom! Here they are, on their very first tour around the United States. On their very fir...
