DNF • SMUT ~ FLUFF ~ ONE-SHOTS

Ferris Wheel (FLUFF)

I was watching Love Simon last night and I just remembered how adorable it was and I needed to do something with DNF and have them go on a Ferris wheel or sum.
ANYWAY ENJOY :))))
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Dream's POV

I was in my room, watching Sapnap stream in the room beside mine. I was messing with him a whole bunch, pounding on the wall, walking in on "accident" and making unnecessary noises.
He didn't appreciate it much. Though to me it was very amusing. He ended his stream not too long after I came in and started screaming curse words and slurs. (Slurs he can say-)

I was in my room now, laughing to myself when he kicked open my door. He was so mad you could practically see the smoke beginning to form.

"What? Were my little surprises not funny enough for you?" I ask.

"They weren't funny at all man! Do that again next time and see what happens." He threatens, I roll my eyes.

"Soooo scaryy. What am I to do?" I feel something hit my head. "Ow! Meanie!"

"Yea whatever." He goes to leave but stops, turning around and I flinch expecting something to fly at me again. "By the way, Karl is coming to visit soon." He adds. I scoot over to the edge of my bed, my eyebrow raised.

"Ok? Why? For another stream or just to chill?"

"I don't know...it's been a while so I thought it would be nice to catch up." He brings his hand to his neck, fidgeting and I bring a smirk to my face.

"Oh I see, I see." I lay back down on my bed. "You two lovebirds want some time together. How sweet~" I tease. Yet again, I feel some plush stuffed animal get thrown at me.

"Shut the fuck up and go find your own boyfriend." He slams my door shut, and I can hear him stomping off.

I laugh under my breath, grabbing my phone. Patches was laying beside me on my extra pillow, keeping me company.
I've been playing lazy the last couple of days and the only two places I've been to are my room or the living room. Sapnap is streaming constantly and George...? 'I wonder what George is doing.' I ask myself realizing I didn't actually know what he was doing.

I open up my text messages, clicking onto George's contact. I type in asking what he's doing, getting no response. 'He should be home right?' I start wondering what he's even doing that could make him totally ignore his texts.
Right as I was gonna spam him an hello, his phone goes on "don't disturb" and I take total offense. My message was seen, and he didn't reply again.
I groan, throwing my legs off my bed and getting up. I was just gonna go look for myself.

I left my room, stepping out into the hall and checked his recording room. He wasn't streaming, so I checked his room. He wasn't in there either. I went downstairs and look in both the kitchen and living room. There was no George to be found.

I was about to give up when I noticed patches scratching at the back sliding door. I walk off and peer outside and finally spot him. George was oddly outside, on one of our patio chairs. Reading? 'What a weird thing for him to do' I tell myself.

I open the door, blocking patches from following me and plop myself next to him. His phone in his pocket.

"What are you doing?" I ask him. He gives me a dumbfounded look, shaking his book slightly. "Ok yea I see reading. But why? You never read."

"I do." George goes silent. "When I can.....which is...rarely ever." I laugh at him.

"That's new. But still...reply to me. You know how I feel about read messages without a reply."