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What the fuck

This is not smut this is just suggestive.
They live together and are together.

(George's pov)

I walk through the bar one of my best friends work at. I'm only there to see him and not to do anything else. I don't really drink so a bar isn't really my place to be in my free time.

And for that reason and other reasons of course I decided to bring my boyfriend Dream along with me.

"Oh my god" a woman mumbles as she walks past me and Dream. I look over at her and scoff.

I pull Dream through the bar by his hand to make sure no one takes him away from me. I'm pulling him to the bathroom to pee before we meet with my bestfriend. That's until we both stop moving.

I look back at Dream who's arms are spred. "Uhh" Dream mumbles and looks to the side.

The woman from before is holding onto his hand. My blood boils inside me. "Baby I think you should let go of him" The woman purrs. "What the fuck" I say and walks toward her still holding onto Dreams hand.

It's obvious Dream is trying to pull his hand away from her but she doesn't let him.

"Leave him alone" I say and hold onto his hand tightly. "No you" The lady says. She turns to Dream. "My name is Freda, wouldn't you like to come with me?" She asks and gets closer to Dream.

Dream backs away from the woman looks over at me with concern. "I wouldn't like to go with you no, I'd like to go with my boyfriend" Dream says and pulls her away from him.

Freda scowls and looks over at me with annoyance. Then she lets go of his hand. "Ugh, your too good for him anyway" She mumbles just loudly enough for me to hear.

"Fucking bitch" I mumble under my breath. "Well said hunny" Dream agrees and pulls me away from the weird scene that juts played out.

Me and Dream eventually meet up with my best friend Karl and talk to him for hours before going home.

——time skip——

The next morning when I wake up I notice that I've got a message from Karl which is weird cause he never really texts me unless anything is wrong. I open the message.

The message reads:
Hey George, I just saw this on twitter, you Remeber the girl you told me about yesterday? Apparently she posted about her and Dream on twitter , I think she even found and tagged him.

Once again my blood boils in my veins. Karl sent me a link to the post so I open it. And there is 'Freda' in her bed apparently just woken up even though she has a full face of makeup and perfect hair.

The caption on the post reads:
I guess I just wake up beautiful, too bad @Dream didn't want to be here with me.

And then a lot of hastags after. I go the comments and almost every comment is like "that's too bad, your way too pretty for him anyway" and stuff like that. There is one comment which says "isn't Dream with GeorgeNotFound?" Which I appreciate. But no one seems to understand that. So I have to take matters into my own hands.

I comment on her post saying "He has a boyfriend, it's not too bad he didn't want to join you, he wouldn't anyway since you 'wake up' with a full face of makeup". With a smile of self satisfaction I put my phone onto my nightstand.

Then I look around to see Dream next to me. He's holding onto my waist and is fast asleep it seems.

A message snaps me out of my thoughts. And it's from none other than Freda replying to me.

She only asks for prof of him being my boyfriend. Which is the easiest thing in the world.

I open my camera app and flip it to myself. The photo is already suggestive based on how we're both laying next to each other. The other thing is that my neck is filled with hickeys and bite marks. Dream has a scratch mark on his chest and is snuggling into the back of my head and neck.

I take the photo and tap Dream on the shoulder. He stirs and groans but wakes up. "What?" He asks and looks at the photo on my phone. "Can I post this?" I ask and turn to him. "Uhh sure? Just let me sleep" Dream says and turns around to go back to sleep. "Of course" I say and post the phone.

As soon as I post the photo onto the comment of her wanting proof the whole comment section exploded of people thinking how stupid she was and how funny my response and reaction was. Another score for me. I probably also made myself some clout.

Which is just another victory for me then.

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I'm gonna be trying to post more, im writing on another chapter so maybe it'll be out tonight in my time. Maybe it won't. Who knows.

861 words.