losing your heart | dreamnotfound

08.

Finally, after a long night, the boys crowed at the living room. Karl fixed them all up some hot chocolate because it was pretty cold, not the mention the two boys who were shivering at first until they both took a hot bath to warm themselves.

Dream smiles as he softly sips the pretty hot cocoa, he snuggled himself up next to George who hugs him. "Thank you, Karl, this hot chocolate is really good." He pleases, the light brunette giving a little laugh.

"Thanks, guys! It was a family recipe, although it is a very easy way to calm oversells after that tragic situation we just had." Karl lets out a sigh, Sapnap's walking over and giving Karl a tight hug.

"Yeah, fucking Andrew is a bitch." Quackity rolled his eyes, "I mean, I too thought those phone calls were suspicious. Turns out he's a damn hoe." He shrugged, completely gulping the chocolate down his throat.

Dream hums quietly, his vision lowers to the ground after he placed down his big in the coffee table in front of him. He sniffs low, George's eyes shifting to Dream.

"Hey, It's gonna be okay." George frowns, pressing his hand on Dream's cheek. Dream grows back his smile, resting his head on the brunette's chest.

"With you, it is." Dream whispers, George grows a slight red, he laughs low.

Quackity flared at the two, his eyes turning half lidded with his brows tightening from looking at the two. "You guys finally decided to show your love to eachother?" He points out.

"What do you mean?" George asks.

Quackity laughed, "It was so obvious you guys were trying to fight your feelings for each other ever since the beginning." He teases, sipping the last of his drink.

Dream rolled his eyes, "Whatever you say, Alex."

"Besides," Quackity mumbles, "I can tell when people like each other." His eyes cast over to Karl and Sapnap.

Karl raised his brow in confusion, "What the honk are you talking about, Q?" He asks, Quackity shrugged his shoulders.

Dream and George both let a laugh out, Sapnap groaning and he could feel blush grow on his cheeks, making him look full on red. "The elephant in the room is so fucking obvious!" Dream wheezes.

"Shut up, idiots!" Sapnap barked, he felt the embarrassment from his slight body ache.

Dream sighed, "I'm sure my mother is probably worried. She doesn't have a clue what's going on, and I think the police contacted her." He brought up.

"Why don't you give her a call?" George questions, Dream looks around for his phone.

"I must've left it in my room," Dream groaned, about to get up but the brit stopped him.

"It's okay, I'll go. I have to go grab something in my bedroom anyway." George offers when Dream gives him a smile, George returns the favor. The brunet walks away, leaving the boys in the living room to continue their conversation.

George walks in Dream's room, looking around for his phone. He stumbles over to the bed, shoving his arms through the blanket and sheets, he feels something and grabs it, hopefully it was Dream's phone.

George pulls out the small bag of powder.

The brit froze, his face had the expression of seemingly confused yet terrified at the same time. He studies the small bag more, realizing it was fucking cocaine. George paused.

"What the hell?!" George utters.

A minute or two later after George left, Dream can't help the brunette is taking pretty long. The blonde swallows, he gets up out his seat and goes to look for him.