Lights Are Off | DNF Highschool AU

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After George left Dream hanging in the kitchen he made his way to the backyard taking a seat near the fence, contemplating the decisions he's made tonight. Why did I do that? I'm so stupid he thought to himself,

George pulled out his wallet and took out a joint he acquired from Schlatt, right as he was about to light up a hand snaked around George's waist which he jumped at before realizing it was a drunk Dream.

"You scared the shit out of me!" George said while picking up the joint he dropped, Dream apologized and took a seat on the grass next to George.

George lit the joint before taking a puff of it, holding the smoke in his lungs for a couple of seconds before exhaling, he passed the joint to Dream who mirrored his actions.

After around half the joint was gone, George couldn't keep his eyes off the tall blonde getting progressively higher and higher. Dream looked over at George locking eye contact with the brit. Dream reached for George's hand and they interlocked their fingers.

Dream took the brunette's chin with his hand, bringing their faces closer together until they're lips were nearly touching. They made eye contact for a split second before Dream closed the gap between them, connecting their lips in a swift movement.

George's arms snaked around the blonde's neck while one of Dream's hands settled on the brunette's waist, the other holding his chin. George's arms pulled Dream closer before Dream pulled away.

Dream gently pulled George onto his lap, shifting their positions so George would be straddling him. They connected their lips again in a swift movement.

Dream licked George's bottom lip, silently asking for entrance. The brunette slightly smirked into the kiss, refusing to open his mouth for Dream. Dream slightly smirked as well, deciding to let the brunette get away with it for now.

They pulled away for a quick breath of air before quickly reconnecting their lips. Dream licked George's bottom lip once more, asking for entrance to which the brunette didn't give him once more.

Dream smirked, already knowing what he was going to do. The brunette felt him smirk into the kiss, knowing he was planning something but didn't question it.

Dream gently bit George's bottom lip, surprising the brunette causing him to slightly open his mouth. Dream slipped his tongue into George's mouth before the Brit could react.

George slightly moaned at the sudden action. Dream's tongue explored the brunette's mouth, leaving no inch untouched.

They broke apart, panting slightly for air as smiles formed on both their faces. They reconnected, repeating what they had just done for a few minutes before deciding to head back inside.

Upon reentering the house, Dream and George made a beeline straight to the kitchen. Both of them grabbed a glass and filled it with whatever bottle of alcohol was closest to them, sipping their drinks after they finished pouring them.

They talked, they drank, and they stole kisses.

As the alcohol filled Dream's system, he slowly forgot the promise he made to his sister. He forgot he told her that he would be home later that night, and that she was probably worried sick. He forgot.

"Dream?" Sapnap was looking for the blonde. He knew something happened when Dream and the brunette—George was it?—came out of the closet.

He promised to keep the blonde from drinking, but he didn't even know where he was. Sapnap quickly walked through the house, peeking his head into every room he could to see if Dream was in there or not. Granted that was a bad idea since he saw things he wished he didn't, but alas he continued.

He entered the living room, making his way through the sea of bodies for any sign of the blonde. Just as Sapnap was about to give up, he was walking towards the kitchen before he saw the tall blonde he was searching for.

The ravenette immediately knew that Dream was drunk and that he had failed him. Guilt consumed the ravenette as he felt it was his fault for allowing this to happen. He knew it would be a bad idea to leave Dream with the brunette yet he still did, making him feel more guilty.

Sapnap saw the brunette next to Dream and he mentally prepared himself for the upcoming conversation. As he approached them, he noticed how close both of them were to each other, he couldn't figure out if that was normal or if it was the alcohol both of them consumed.

As Sapnap stood behind Dream he tapped him on the shoulder, the blonde turned around to face Sapnap

"Dream! You're coming home with me, you're way too drunk for this to be okay." Sapnap said, motioning to the brunette next to him. The brunette spoke up

"I don't think he wants to come with you, do you Dream?" George asked the blonde, slightly startling him.

Dream—being the intoxicated mess he was—didn't want to leave George yet.

Dream spoke up "I think I'm good where I'm at!" His words came out slurred and Sapnap could tell it was the alcohol, for Dream had asked him to make sure he didn't drink yet here he was, standing in front of the drunken blonde.

Sapnap gives up trying to get Dream to leave, as he is both drunk and high. He knew he wouldn't be able to convince the drunken man to leave the party. As Sapnap walked away he grabbed a new drink from the kitchen and took a seat in the living room where he continued to drink.

Sapnap felt the drink being taken from his hand, knowing who it was he looked up and found that he was correct. "Karl, give me my drink back," he stated, looking up to face the brunette.

"Noo, I don't want you to get drunk," Karl replied, taking a seat next to him. "What's on your mind? You look stressed," Karl asked, taking the ravenette's hand in his, gently playing with his fingers.

"You know the new blonde kid? Dream?" Sapnap asked the brunette next to him, to which he nodded. "Me and him walked here together, while on our way he asked me one thing and that was to keep him from drinking and doing drugs,"

Karl nodded in acknowledgment while Sapnap continued, "He asked me to keep him from drinking, yet there he is drunk out of his mind!"

"I can't help but feel like it's my fault," Sapnap added quietly, staring at the ground. Karl put his hand on the ravenette's shoulder to comfort him.

"Sap, it's not your fault-" Karl tried reasoning.

"But it is!" Sapnap replied, causing Karl to lightly facepalm.

"Sapnap-"

"Karl, he asked me to keep him from drinking and I blew it! Some friend I am-"

"Sapnap! Be quiet and listen!" Karl said, projecting his voice loud enough so that Sapnap would listen to him. The ravenette simply nodded.

"Sap, here's what we should do. Don't stress over him right now, let's wait until the morning when he's sober to talk about it. He's made his decision and we can find out why later."

"But I don't even know where he lives—"

"We'll take him to your house tonight, he can sleep in the spare room you have," Karl said, earning a nod from the ravenette beside him.

"Now, let's go get Dream, alright?" Karl asked, standing up from where he was sitting, leaving the drink he was holding on the ground. Sapnap nodded, standing up after the brunette.