Dream Team One-Shot's

Professor Dream 💚🧡

Sapnap leaned back in his chair as class was about to end soon. Every Friday after class Sapnap always seemed to have a question for Professor Dream. Even when he didn't have a question he would figure something out to talk about. It became a tradition. They knew each other well by now, it was nearing the end of the semester.

His friend George leaned over to Sapnap, "Hey, Sapnap. Can you drive me home after class? Wilbur can't take me today."

"What?" Sapnap took his blank stare off of their teacher and turned to his direction.

"Take me home?"

"Yeah, yeah. But I have a question for Dream so you're going to have to wait."

"I have a book to pick up at the library anyway."

Professor Dream ends class for the day and dismisses his students. Everyone begins to pack up and leave.

"I'll meet you there, George."

George nodded and was the last to leave the room, except for Sapnap and the teacher of course.

Dream brightly flashed a smile while walking towards Sapnap, "What is it this time?"

Sapnap can't help but smile back, "I'm sorry but this last topic before the exam really has me stuck."

Sapnap handed out a few papers before continuing, "Here is the essay I've been working on and it's a jumbled mess that I just can't figure out how to put together the right way."

Dream pulls the paper close and can tell from one look that he will need a lot of help.

"Wow, um, I see. Maybe we should take this to my office so we can get comfortable to work on this. Is that okay?"

Sapnap nods and follows behind him. He has only been to Dream's office a few times but he knows he likes it there. Dream relaxes and loosens up a bit when he is there. It's his safe space. He only let's people in when he is comfortable with them, Sapnap has noticed.

They get to his office and they each have a seat. The lighting is warm, the chairs are comfortable, and it's cluttered but not in a messy way. As soon as Dream sits down he loosens his tie before picking up the small stack of papers to read.

Sapnap bites his lip as he sees the professor persona slowly start to slip away. Dream taps his lip a few times before reaching behind his head and rubbing his neck. He tilts his head to the side with his eyes still connected to the paper.

After a moment Dream motions Sapnap to join him and look at his paper but he doesn't even notice. He has started to day dream about how soft Dream's lips would be on his.

"Sapnap?"

"Hm?"

"Here, come over and sit." Dream stands and gives his seat up to Sapnap, "It will help you focus better to be right in front of the paper."

Sapnap sits and Dream leans over his shoulder. He smells so good.

Dream points to the paper, "This paragraph here you have right. I think you understand this part completely. However, when we get to... Right here, this is where we have a bit of confusion."

Dream's words are so easy to hang onto in class because he is so nice to look at and watch as he paces in front of all his students with a cocky, know-it-all attitude. It's easy to tell that he takes pride in his knowledge and to be able to share it.

Some days his eyes do wander though. It's so easy to drop his eyes down to Dream's crotch. Just to wonder how big it would be if it was hard. Or when the classroom is cold, he can see his nipples through his shirt and he can't help but think about the gasps he might make if they were touched.