𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒔 - Dream x Reader

54. Twitchcon

Dream POV

I adjust my arm around Y/N and continue stroking her soft hair as the sun beams down on us. My alarm went off fifteen minutes ago but what's a few more minutes?

Y/N shifts and mumbles something in her sleep as I pull the edge of the blanket up higher to cover her bare torso.

My phone rings again, this time with my 8:00 alarm.

Okay, maybe it's time to actually get up this time.

As carefully as I can, I lean down and kiss Y/N on the forehead.

"Y/N," I kiss her again, noticing how her eyelids flutter at my words, indicating she's waking up. "Come on Princess, I kissed you. Now the curse is broken. Time to wake up."

"You're such an idiot," she grumbles, not opening her eyes.

I scoff, continuing to lightly kiss her collarbone while shaking her shoulder.

"Wakey wakey eggs and bakey."

I watch as the corners of her mouth twitch upward before she grins.

"Idiot."

"Come on," I pull the covers away and Y/N groans, cuddling herself against me for warmth. "Awwwww is someone cold?"

"I wonder why," is Y/N's response, her eyes still closed.

"Come on sweetheart," my chest warms as she reaches for my hand, interlocking our fingers. "I have a panel today, and I was supposed to be getting ready 20 minutes ago."

"Sleep more," Y/N grumbles, burying her face in my chest.

As much as her cuddling with me is adorable, fans are waiting.

With one big stretch and a yawn, I swing my legs over the edge of the bed and shove them into the cheap hotel slippers.

"Noooo, don't leaveeeee," Y/N groans from behind me. I chuckle and pat the top of her head.

"If you're so clingy, why don't you get up with me?"

The only answer is another soft groan as I stand up, searching for my boxers on the floor. Walking over to my suitcase, I place them inside my dirty laundry bag and grab a fresh pair.

Y/N is still rolling around in the bed so I walk over to the window and throw open the curtains, flooding the room with the sun's golden light.

"Dreeeeeaam!" I turn around and find Y/N finally sitting up, rubbing her eyes.

"Well good morning Sleeping Beauty," I say, watching her scowl. Her hair is ruffled and messy from last night as her eyes squint at me through the sun's glare. "Rise and shine."

"I will smother you with a pillow in your sleep," she says, sending a death look in my direction.

Just to mess with her, I rest my forehead on hers but when she tries to go in for a kiss, I pull back. She pouts and I flick her forehead, further adding to the glare on her face.

"You're too small for that," I say with a laugh, heading to the bathroom and shutting the door behind me while hearing the thump of a pillow hitting it.

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"Say something else Dream," George prompts me. I stare into the massive crowd, the spotlights momentarily blinding me as I search for Y/N.

Finally, I see her, slightly off to the left, buried in the sea of heads but the light catches on the gold butterfly on her headband, allowing me to find her.