A Part Of Me // Dreamnap

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Karl made pasta.

It sat perfectly in the middle of the plate with a red sauce on top of it.

Karl placed the dish neatly on the table before walking back to the couch.

He reached down to the blond boy's shoulder, "Dream," he said softly.

After a moment, his eyes began to flutter open slowly, narrowing his eyes as the bright light above them made his eyes hurt.

"Yes?" He muttered sleepily, yawning after he spoke.

"I made us food, let's eat."

Dream yawned again before stretching out his legs and standing up.

He ran his hand through his dirty blond locks, letting his nails softly graze his scalp before walking to the table and taking a seat.

"It looks good," he commented.

Karl hummed. "Thank you."

Karl walked around to the other side of the table, sitting across from Dream.

Dream stared at his food for a second, letting his fork fumble in his hand before tightening his grip and beginning to eat.

"I'm sorry for leaving you," Karl said, mouth full with pasta.

Dream cringed, finishing his chewing before speaking. "Don't talk and chew at the same time," he said, and Karl couldn't help but playfully roll his eyes.

"And it's okay. I needed that rest alone."

Karl nodded before taking another bite of his food.

It fell silent for a moment, only the clanking of knifes and forks against the glass plates creating a small amount of noise.

"Who— who knows?" Karl hesitated as he spoke.

He looked up at Dream, and Dream sat there anxiously, swallowing down a large bite of food before speaking.

"Um," his voice softly rumbled before clearing his throat. "Only you," he answered.

"And Sap, I guess," he added in a whisper.

Karl nodded, "Sorry, I'll stop bringing it up. I just want to make sure I don't discuss things with the wrong people." He explained.

Dream looked up and smiled softly, "No worries."

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It took them ten minutes to finish their meals, Karl taking both their plates and placing them carefully in the kitchen sink.

"I got a movie for us, Karl!" Dream shouted from the couch.

Karl smiled in return, "Be right there!"

It didn't take long as Karl was only washing his hands, quickly running them under cold water before turning the faucet off. He grabbed a towel and dried his hands before making his way to the living room.

He fell back onto the couch next to Dream, kicking his feet up and leaning on the blond's side.

"What are we watching?" Karl asked.

Dream continued to scroll through a list of movies, shrugging his shoulders, "I don't know, I just didn't want to be alone," Dream said, awkwardly smiling.

Karl laughed, "You could've just said so," before dramatically wrapping his arms around Dream, attacking him with cuddles.

"Okay, never mind fuck off." Dream grinned.

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At first, Dream was having a bit of fun. Giggling here and there at dumb jokes that Karl would make, or smile at funny moments during the movie.