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When did the feelings start, well Sapnap didn't know. Did he always hyperfocus on little brushes of exposed skin on skin, where the butterfly's always there as his way to hot roommate came Into the living room shirtless.

Since that "moment" they shared in the kitchen. Their playful flirting didn't feel so playful anymore. When did the line become so blurred? Maybe the line was always blurred, just sapnap didn't want to realise it or he buried it so deep in his mind, and hoping the thoughts never re surface.

If the line wasn't blurred before last night is sure was now. He really wanted to go see his roommate all day but dream had to work, and sapnap felt a little guilty dragging the other to a club on a work night. He would know that working with a hangover sucks.

Although, he was now a little more confident that his feelings aren't one sided but that brought up the question was the flirting really ever a joke?

Sapnap doesn't know, but he does know it wasn't always so hard to keep his thoughts under control. There's been one to many nights where sapnap would shamefully give Into the late night urges, letting his hand slip down his boxers. While he spilled over his fists. With his roommate name on his tongue.

Guilt, he feels guilt.

As his thought turn more into spirals sapnap kicked off warm sheets before the thoughts get to overwhelming.

He sighs as cool air hits his burning skin.

Sapnap needed to get out. His room had become to soficating. It didn't matter where, just a walk to the kitchen would be nice. Anything was better than alone time with his thoughts under hot sheets.

Pulling a hoodie over his body, so he wasn't just in his boxers. Sapnap began making his way to the kitchen.
A glass of water would do him some good.

As light from the fridge filled the room he quickly grabbed a water bottle, before soon realised that the universe truly did hate him. as he turned around, closing the fridge letting the only lighting be the moonlight from the window over the sink. there stood an all too familiar smug blonde. Leaning on one of the counters.

"That's a good look on you." At this moment Sapnap really wished he would have made the decision to slip on some pajama pants.

Pulling the sweater down further, sapnap flushed under the other's attention. "Oh my god why are you everywhere?" The blonde just chuckled.

"I live here? Or did u forget" Dream said, pulling an eye roll from the other. "I hate you." Sapnap said, almost breathless.

"Do you?" Dream said, rolling his eyes.

Drama queen, sapnap thought.

"Yes, so why are you up so late?." Although they both fell into common small talk. Something different was in the air. Something that started in the kitchen days before and only grew as the weeks progressed.

"I don't know, I guess I just couldn't sleep, you?" The blonde shrugged casually.

"Same." Not a lie, but definitely not the whole truth.

"You look awful." Sapnap continued

"Wow thanks sap." They both laughed quietly.

"No- I mean like u look like u havet gotten any sleep for a while, not awful." Sapnap clarifies.

"Aw are you saying I'm hot." The smug expression was back as Sapnap rolled his eyes at dream.

Yes..

"No not that either, asshole."

"I think you're lying."

"You're so annoying and I hate you."

The words held little to no bite as the others' smirk grew.

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