ambrosia - dreamwastaken

8

chapter 8
sunday
(unedited pretty much lol)
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the events from the other day have been forgotten for the most part– aside from the red burn mark that's now etched in the boys skin.

but one thing that has stuck with dream was his simple conversation with a certain male model.

he knows it could barely be considered a real conversation, and getting that giddy feeling over it is a bit embarrassing.

he didn't care.

ryan is hot and dream's not going to deny that. the only un-hot thing about the model is that sapnap is his brother.

well, that sounds a little mean. it's un-hot of the fact that he can't have anything to do with ryan because of his relations with sapnap. if not for that, dream would have made a move on befriending the boy by now.

he's good at that; befriending hot people, collecting bitches- okay okay, too far.

dream is hoping that once sapnap is settled and ryan eventually moves here, he'll have permission to at least talk to ryan without sapnap there to moderate.

he doesn't think he wants the younger boy to see his face at all, not for a while, so he'd be fine with messages and dm's as long as sapnap won't make a big deal out of it.

what is he thinking, he doesn't even know if ryan wants to be friends. although, judging by the way dream has heard how flustered he's made the boy a couple times, he'll bet the brunette won't be opposed to the idea.

it's late in the morning and dream has been sitting at his desk for a while, bored out of his mind, so he decides to message george.

dream
im bored

george
hi bored im george

dream
ur not fucking funny

calling george...

"yeeeesss?" george answers.

"im bored!" dream verbally states this time.

george laughs, "yeah, i know. and i said hi bored i-"

"you're so annoying," the younger says loudly. he uses the hand not holding his phone to push against his desk and spin his chair in circles.

"then why are you still talking to me?" he laughs again.

"'cause i have nothing else to do. nick's playing...i don't even fucking know but he's ignoring me. i need attention," dream drags out the last word, spinning himself one last time before resting his hand on his lap.

"ugh, fine. you're lucky i'm awake," the boy on other end of the line starts making noises of movement, "get on discord."

with that, he hangs up and dream pulls the phone away from his ear. he moves his mouse to wake his computer and opens up his discord tab.