Oh... who is she || Dream x Sapnap

|| Eleven ||

CW//Homophobia/Transphobia.

Sapnap waltzed out of the bathroom and headed to the lounge, seeing Punz with a box in hand. "Hey... Is that my stuff?" He asked, stuffing his small bottle of pills back into his pocket whilst slipping his backpack on. Punz nodded. "Yup... Figured that you're probably pretty tired from your long journey and that I should help out, so, i'm carrying a bunch of your shit in... I'm just waiting on which room I should put it in because Dream said that you should just choose your two rooms as soon as you got here."

He nodded, smiling a bit. "Sounds great, Punzo... Put that box down and let's go have a look at the rooms! If George is gonna be the last one here then he's getting the shittier rooms, it's first come first served."

"Hey, it's not his fault that the USA just doesn't want him here and he's been rejected from getting a visa like twice now..." Punz said, snorting. Sapnap giggled a bit as they continued walking around the house, peering into the empty rooms and surveying them all. "I think that this one's good." Sapnap said, stepping into the largest room so far, it already had a bare mattress bed in the corner and a wardrobe, and Sapnap thought that it was perfect... So they started moving everything in, dumping all of the streaming supplies and setups into the other room that Sapnap had chosen, beginning to unpack as soon as they got all of the boxes inside.

*--* A few months later

Sapnap sat down on his bed with a sigh, crossing his legs and longingly looking out of the window. "But, like, I don't know if I really want to do this..." He mumbled, switching onto the speaker function so that he could hear the voice coming through the phone. He heard a small groan come through the line, like the other was audibly facepalming, and it made him a little guilty for asking for help. "Dude... you'll be fine, you've been friends with Dream for, like, nine years! Just tell him that you like men, Sap, it's not that hard."

"Wha- I was talking about coming out to him as trans! Where did you get THAT from!?" Sapnap exclaimed. Punz just shrugged, taking a moment to realise that they weren't on facetime. "I... Heard you tell me..?"

"I NEVER told you that...," Sapnap replied. "I haven't told anybody, that's just more content for twitter to get toxic over... You know them, they hate everybody, especially anyone that's even just slightly different..."

"Dude, I guarantee that most of your fanbase is gay, have you ever even interacted with your chat?" Punz laughed. "Whatever... That doesn't matter, I still want to know how you figured that out." Sapnap grumbled, trying to work it out himself.

"Fine, alright, you sleep talk...," Punz replied with another shrug, rolling his shoulders. "I heard you talking in your sleep quite often when I stayed with you, I listened in a bit one day, and you just so happened to announce your profound feelings for Chris Pratt along with a very vivid description of your hatred for... Pumpkin soup..?"

Sapnap was shocked, bringing a hand up to his face. "Wait... I TALK IN MY SLEEP!? WHAT ELSE DID I SAY? IS IT EMBARRASSING? HOW MUCH DID YOU HEAR!?"

Punz started chuckling, slowly shaking his head. "Nope, I only listened once... It was just Chris Pratt and pumpkin soup, I just ignored you after that because it felt really invasive and made me guilty, y'know? But yeah, you used to talk in your sleep, I don't know if you really do it anymore but I assume not, we've slept called before and you barely say much." Sapnap let out a sigh of relief "Right... Okay... I'm just gonna hang up now... I've got a confession to make to my best friend and I don't want your ass there to mess it up... I might be over soon, though, if it goes wrong."

"Alright, i'll talk to ya' later, Sap."

He hung up and started to make his way out to the lounge, practically shaking but trying to hide it because he'd already taken his medication and couldn't have any more too soon. "Dream..?" He called out, searching the house for him, but he couldn't spot the tall blonde anywhere.

Sapnap sighed and continued to walk, ending up in the doorway to Dream's room. "Dream?" He tried again, slowly stepping inside, but nobody was there. He glanced around and spotted something hanging off of the edge of his bed, Sapnap walked over and picked the garment up.

"His hoodie...," He mumbled, holding one shoulder in each hand to see how big it really was. "Geez, this is huge." Sapnap suddenly got an idea, becoming more aware of even the slightest breeze brushing against the goosebumps on his arms. He smiled as he slipped it on over his head, feeling the fabric drape over his body like a blanket. He gently grabbed the collar and dragged it up a bit, sniffing the lightweight fabric and catching a whiff of that earthy scented cologne that Dream typically wore, smelling like cinnamon and sandalwood... Whereas Sap's own chosen preference could be described as that of mint and new rain.

Out of nowhere, he heard someone clear their throat. "Sapnap?"