dreams pov //
i woke up to a text from sapnap, it read, 'hey man, i know we went out for ramen yesterday, but a new bakery is opening today, wanna go? itd me nice to get you out of the house!!'
i smile, knowing he truly cares about me. i shoot him a text back, 'sure, what time?'
i see his typing bubble, about a minute later i got a response, 'they open in about 20 minutes, or we can go later when its slightly more calmed down.'
i debate going when they are full or calm, and honestly my stomach answers for me, by growling.
i text him back 'ill be ready in 10, send me the address'
he quickly replied with an 'okay' and send me the address. i ran to brush my teeth and hair, then picked out an outfit.
i grabbed a brown sweater with some vintage designs, baggy dark jeans, and a collard shirt to go under the sweater.
i pick a few accessories aswell, goth-like rings, cross earring, chain with a skull charm, and a few bracelets, one brown one, a black one, and a blue and green one.
somehow, id done all that in about 9 minutes, i smiled happily, honestly proud of myself.
i text sapnap and tell him im on the way as i jog downstairs and reach my car.
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*i pull up infront of the restaurant, it was no more than a 5 minute drive. i lean back in my seat as i see many people gathered outside of the bakery, no more than maybe 30 people. the bakery was cute and appeared cozy, yet spacious.
i text sapnap telling him im here, seconds later i hear a bang on my car window. i jump in my seat and quickly look over to see, not to my suprise, sapnap. i playfully scoff as i get out of my car pulling him into a hug.
ive always loved pda, but never really got it from anyone other than sap.
he hugs me back, then pulls away as we walk over to the rest of the crowd.
i pull out my phone and get distracted, but next thing i know the whole crowd is inside as sapnap is pulling me in aswell.
"idiot!" he chuckles as i join in, his laugh being pretty contagious.
we eventually get a seat and check out the cute little menus. i get just a coffee, but sapnap goes all out, getting a bunch of stuff for us to taste test. i laugh at him playfully as he orders, though i cant help but stare at the male waiter. hes beautiful, handsome, pretty, perfect.
he has beautiful hair that lays perfectly on his face, pretty chocolate eyes that you could stare into for hours without getting bored. his lips were perfect, like i wanted to kiss them and never stop, ever. my eyes carry down to his body, his hands look perfect like i wanna hold them for hours and never let go. hes wearing a baggy shirt, but regardless i just wanna wrap my arms around his waist and whisper into his ear how perfect he is.
wait, no, im not gay, or even bi.
i was snapped out of my thoughts from sapnap, "dream!" he almost screams as i jolt my head over to him, "i-uhm- sorry." i stuttered out as the waiter laughs. "jesus, is that all you want?" he asks me.
"y-yeah, yeah sure." i reply, looking at sapnap then at the waiter, before the waiter could walk away, i get a glance of his nametag, george.
he walks off as sapnap bursts into laughter, "dude, you could not have made that any less obvious."
"w-what?" i stutter as i tilt my head in confusion.
"you were practically admiring him, like he was the most gorgeous person you've ever layed your eyes on." he scoffs playfully at me.
i roll my eyes as the boy returns with our order, as he looks at me handing me my coffee, i wink at him, making him blush and bite his lip.
as he walks away i swear i can see him winking back at me.
"dude," sapnap laughs as he glances at me, "i didnt know you were gay." he scoffs playfully.
"im not!" i snap back.
we both try the food and it turns out to be really good.
we leave, pay, tip, all that good stuff. me and sapnap say our goodbyes as we return to our own cars.
i wrap my fingers around the wheel and sink into my seat, i wasnt gay right? surely i wasnt.
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*i get home and hang my keys, then jog upstairs to lie in bed, but before i do i notice the mess in my room. i sigh as i began to quickly clean up the trash, starting with the boba cup.
eventually i get my room to look pretty clean, but by this point, im exhausted. i fall into my bed after changing and try to fall asleep, but i cant. my mind is stuck on that boy, that boy george.
im so tired, and if it werent for my mind going to george id had been asleep.
the way his hair perfectly layed over his eyes, but just enough for you to still be able to see him perfect chocolate eyes, the eyes you could get lost in, like it was a forest you never wanted to leave.
my own thoughts were interrupted by a text from sapnap, it was a number, what?
i text him, 'whos number is that??'
he quickly responds with a, 'call it'
i roll my eyes and do as he says, calling the phone number. it rings once,
no answer
twice
no answer
a third time
and then i heard a voice on the other line, "hello?" i speak, then im met with the most beautiful voice id ever heard, but it sounded familiar.. the british accent ringing it my head as i realize who it was as he said "hello?". it was george!
he also seemed confused to be getting this phone call, "who are you?" he speaks in an almost annoyed voice, making my stomach churn. "dream, im uhm, the boy from the bakery today, i winked at you." i explain.
"oh! how did you get my number?" he asked, the annoyed tone changing into a confused tone.
"i actually dont know, my friend sent it to me and told me to call you." i laugh, him joining in.
we sit and talk to eachother for almost two hours, hes talking about a book he was reading.
his voice is so delicate and perfect, and the way he-
but once again, my thoughts were interrupted by a loud door slam on his end of the phone, followed by yell, someone screaming his name in a very angered tone. "i- i uhm gotta go—"
and before i can reply, he hangs up. i feel sad, but also worried. who was that? and why were they angry? and why did i miss him.i feel my stomach do a flip as i drift off to sleep.
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bakery boy // dnf
Fanfictiontws// sh, depression, abusive boyfriends, abuse, sex, drugs, alcohol, suicide. dreams life was sad, and boring, very boring. he'd go out with his friend sapnap about once a week, if lucky. a new bakery, opened down the road from dreams house, he dec...