behind closed doors

potatoes

𝖙𝖗𝖎𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖗 𝖜𝖆𝖗𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖘 𝖑𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖕𝖊𝖓𝖎𝖓𝖌 𝖆𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗'𝖘 𝖓𝖔𝖙𝖊

☾

me
| come over
| im bored

sap
| now?

me
| yh

sap
| kay :)

gog
| i cant
| im grounded :(

me
| L

sap
| L
| what for??

and now, half an hour later, dream lies sprawled out on his bedroom floor, his phone held above his face, and sapnap sits just a few feet away on dream's desk chair, spinning slowly.

dream is, unsurprisingly, scrolling through instagram, making his way through a food account that he'd found on his explore page.

photo after photo after video of mouth-watering food.

"god," dream practically groans, dropping his phone onto his chest. "i could really go for some cheesy mash right now," he sighs.

sapnap's body fights against him, a genuine gag working its way up his throat and out his mouth. he covers his mouth with his hand, but his face is still curled in disgust.

dream shifts his head to the side, looking up at his friend with a shocked expression. "how do you not like cheesy mash?" he gasps.

"the thought of mushy food makes me want to literally jump off of a bridge," sapnap explains honestly, just the topic of conversation making his shoulders tense, "i can't think of anything worse."

dream hums thoughtfully, squinting at the ravenette. "what about jello?"

"yeah, that's gross too," sapnap confirms, grimacing.

"but every food gets mushy while it's in your mouth," dream points out, a mix of confusion and clear intrigue in the statement, "why does it matter if it's already mushy before?"

sapnap's whole body tingles in the worst way possible. he shrugs, because that's easier than dwelling on the subject. it's not good for him to think about that.

dream hums. "well, i want mash," he says, pushing himself up off of the floor, "come on."

sapnap gets up with the blond, wordlessly following him downstairs and into the kitchen.

sapnap takes a seat at the kitchen island whilst dream gets out a few potatoes and begins to boil some water. the blond stands at an angle where he can peel the vegetables over the bin, whilst still being able to look over at sapnap. "are you sure you don't want some?"

"i'd rather eat that potato raw," he says, which is true on so many levels.

dream laughs, amused, and shakes his head at his friend. "you'll grow up sooner or later," he says, earning a small laugh from the ravenette.