head in the clouds

mint tea

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George is a little sick so Dream and Sapnap make him some tea :)

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Dream is more than a little upset to hear that George isn't feeling too well when Sapnap breaks it to him that morning.

"Just a small cold, nothing too bad," he explains as gently as he can. But Dream's eyes still well with tears and before he knows it, he is being wrapped in Pandas' arms.

"Don' wan' him to be sick today, papa," he gets out with a hiccup, his face buried in a soft shoulder.

"Oh I know, honey. It really sucks, huh." Sapnap rubs soothing shapes into his back.

"Mhm," Dream hums wetly. He hates to think of George all feverish and uncomfortable, probably coughing up a storm upstairs in his room right now.

Surely there is something they can do to help him, right?

"How do we make him bettew?" Dream asks, voice wobbly.

Sapnap's voice is soft and steady when he replies. "Well, some medicine will definitely help. And I was thinking we could go make him a cup of tea to help with his throat," he explains, still rubbing Dream's back. "Something nice and warm, right?"

Dream nods, nice and warm sounds like exactly what George needs.

He uses his sleeves to wipe the last of his tears from his cheeks. "Wanna give him tea, papa. An' wanna go see him aftew."

Sapnap smiles at him and rubs his arm. "Sure we can, sweetheart. Let's go to the kitchen and get started."

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Olive eyes watch attentively as Sapnap carefully prepares the hot drink. Picking a light blue mug out from the cupboard and dropping a dry teabag into the bottom of it.

"But why he needs tea?" Dream asks, leaning his cheeks in his hand on the countertop.

"For his throat," Sapnap explains as he brings out a little spoon. "To make it not hurt so much anymore."

"To soothe," Dream says in understanding.

"That's right, buddy. To soothe Georgie's throat."

Sapnap pours the boiling water into the cup, right on top of the teabag waiting at the bottom.

Dream peers over the edge of the mug to get a better look, only to see the teabag bob at the surface instead of all the way down there.

"Look Pandas, the tea is floating up!" He exclaims, reaching to touch it without much thought other than that it looks so cool.

But he is stopped by Sapnap's hand gently grabbing his wrist. "Ah-ah, don't touch baby," he tsks, far more caring than stern. "It's boiling water, remember? Very hot."

Dream meets his gaze and nods. "Don' touch."

Sapnap smiles at him and lets his hand go. "Good boy. Now we gotta let it sit for a couple of minutes."

"Fo' a couple minutes..." He stares at it for a little while, waiting as patiently as he can. After what feels like two minutes at least, he pipes up with, "How long left?"

Sapnap smiles at him with a fond sigh. "Let's give it another minute or so."

Dream glues his eyes to the cup again. "One minute..." he mumbles, rolling to and fro on the balls of his feet to make waiting a bit easier.