Champagne Problems 「︎Corpse Husband + Dream」︎

twenty eight

will you let me be here for you
c h a m p a g n e p r o b l e m s

Lilith walked from the bathroom in only a fresh pair of underwear and bra. She saw him across the bed with his eyes closed, and he only wore a pair of sweatpants. At the sound of her footsteps, he looked over at her.

"You want to just stay up here?" Lilith asked.

"I think so. At least until my stream." Happily, she walked over and laid next to him. On her side, she supported her head with her hand as her other fingertips touched his skin ever so lightly and she watched where they trailed. Then she felt his eyes on her again.

"What?" He said quietly.

"I don't know." He watched her intently. She knew he knew she thought about a lot but simply didn't have the words.

Then his phone vibrated against the bedding harshly. Again. And again. He sighed and grabbed it.

"What—" He laughed.

"What happened?"

"Dream texted me: 'stop fucking her so she can text me back.'"

"Oh my god," she gasped and sat up with a hot blush across her skin. "What a child." And she stormed to the bathroom to retrieve her phone.

Clay
6:40pm

what the fuck are you
guys seriously having
sex or something?

without me?

6:46pm

okay fine then

i have a hand i can
do it myself 🙄

when you're done just
unlock the doors...

7:10pm

oh my god how many
times are you gonna fuck

tell me you at least didn't
leave me out of post sex
cuddles too

Tears filled Lilith's eyes—from a mixture of embarrassment and pure pity of her best friend—as she walked back to Corpse.

"What did he say?" Corpse laughed as he saw her expression.

"He's jealous that we had sex, said he masturbated to us, and now he's upset that we left him out of 'post sex cuddles,'" she gasped as she laughed until her stomach hurt.

"Oh my fucking—" Corpse burst out laughing as he held his phone above his face. He quickly typed away. "Unlock the door for him." Lilith unlocked the door then sat on the bed next to Corpse.

Not but a minute later Dream walked through the door.

"Jesus, what's a guy gotta do without making a scene?" He grumbled as he quietly closed and relocked the door. Lilith noticed how when Corpse rose and supported himself by his elbows, Dream's eyes flickered over his body for a second.

And then he leapt to the bed with them.

"What the fuck—" Lilith whined as Dream wrapped himself around her.

"I'm so touch deprived you left me out—"

"It's literally been twenty minutes," Corpse laughed at him. Dream rolled his eyes and looked up at Corpse.

"Whatever."

"We have to get up at 7:30 though," Lilith said. "Corpse you go live at 8 and we still don't have on clothes."