bakery boy // dnf

chapter five : daily

dreams pov //

i didnt get any sleep last night after the hangout with george, for some reason it made me feel so so good. like a feeling ive longed for, hes was just amazing, but wait a second, i wasnt gay, no, no, not that being gay was bad or anything, but i am straight. bottom line.

i sit up in bed as the time reached 11am, the bakery opened about an hour ago, and i wanted to go to see him, george. i got up to go pick out an outfit and then shower, once i got out of the shower, i put on my rather basic outfit.

a green jumper and some baggy jeans, followed with matching green nikes that i got custom made, im just cool like that.

anyhoo, i also find some jewelry, chains, rings, bracelets, you know the drill.

i pick up the last blue and green bracelet and put it on my left hand as i head over to grab my phone and keys, then head out to my car.

i hop in the drivers seat with a huff.

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i park infront of the bakery and step out of my car. i open the door for some random lady, she somehow took that as a sign to blow me a kiss and wink at me, usually i would like the attention, but for some reason it made my stomach ick, like i wanted to vomit, like the only attention i wanted was, his.

i find myself a table and wait for whoever my waitress was, hoping it would be george.

minutes later, george came over, "dream!" he quietly yells, excitedly. my stomach gets butterflies at the amount of excitement he had from seeing me.

i opened my arms for a hug, to which he immediately took. he jokingly cleared his throat as he fixed his posture, looking more professional, "sir, what could i get you on this lovely day?" he asks, in a sort of joking tone.

"hm.. the same i had last time." i smile to him, thinking he would ask what exactly i had, but he didnt. he nodded and went to go tell the chef. sure, my order was coffee, but i asked for it made a specific way last time, no chance he remembers.

i sit for a bit, waiting for him. seconds after, he comes with a mug of coffee. "here you go!" he says as he sits across from me, "care if i sit with you? im on my lunch break."

"of course you can," i smike as i sip my coffee, "how do you remember?!" i nearly shout, to which he just giggles.

"oh! guess what?" he says to me, excitedly, i watched as his eyes glowed up like he was super interested in what he was about to tell me. "yes, cutie?" i say, almost cringing at my words, but it was the truth.

a bright red blush coated his cheeks as he looked away, but began to speak, "i applied to actually be a baker here!" he seemed, super excited as his eyes lit up, looking back at me.

i placed my hand on his, "im so happy for you! i didnt know you liked to bake!" i congratulate him.

his face goes red again, but not looking away, "ive loved to bake since i was little!" he told me.

i slurp up the last sip of my coffee as he tells me his lunch break is over. i hug him goodbye, happily.

i pay, and extra tip him, writing on a napkin 'just for you, bakery boy'. i then walked out of the bakery.

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i sigh as i lay in bed, its around 8pm and i was bored out of my mind.

im sort of just trapped in my own thoughts, my mind was racing, over a thousand thoughts a second.

do i like him?

does he like me?

am i gay?

do i want him?

why do i get butterflies whenever im with him?

why do i get sad when he leaves?

why did i feel like i loved him.

i didnt know what to do. i wanted him, no, i needed him. i finally made up my mind, i loved him.

i didnt even know if he was gay though? what was i supposed to even do?

i wanted to tell him, or sapnap, or my roomate wilbur, or just, someone. i decided sapnap would be my safest option, so i pull out my phone and my finger hovers over sapnaps contact.

was i sure about this? what would he think if i came out to him? i would never hear the end of it, but my overthinking got the best of me, i called him.

it rang a few times before he answered, "hey dude! whats up?" he joyfully answers.

"hey! i uhm, i need to tell you something." i huff. "whats up man?"

"remember that guy? the waiter from the bakery down the road?"

"yeah, what about him?"

"i- i think i love him."

"i knew it, thats why i gave you his number."

"oh, i- wow. we hung out a few times, but i dont know if he is gay or not." my gut twists at the thought of him being straight, of him being with a girl, or a guy, or anyone but me. call me full of myself, but he needed me and i needed him. we are soulmates.

"well, you should ask him?" he suggests.

"yeah, i dont know whens a good time.."

"whenever you feel comfortable dud—"
sapnap was cut off by a knock on the door. "shes here, we are having sex." he tells me, causally.

i guess 'tmi' dosent exist between us, which i dont really mind. i laugh at him and we say our goodbyes.

he was right, i did need to ask or these thoughts would never go away. my finger hovers over georges contact, i really wanna call him, truly, but i decide against it. it was around the same time of night that he hung up so urgently the other night, i didnt wanna get in the way of anything that would happen.

i shut my phone off and plug it in, drifting off to sleep.

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mmmkay so the next chapter will also be in dreams POV, even though the last chapters have been back and forth, dream, george, dream, george, i just like the next chapter better in dreams POV, anyway im at maybe 15 reads right now! thanks guys! happy reading 💗