dsmp christmas oneshots

take my hand

trigger warnings at the end of the oneshot

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"you guys can go without me," sapnap had said, ushering his boyfriends out of the room they were sharing in the airbnb. "i'm already feeling kind of gross, i really don't want to get sick."

dream and george had both seemed reluctant, not wanting to ditch sapnap on their first official holiday together, with no pressure to see friends or make content. of course, george was expected to visit family at some point while they were in england, but that is to be expected.

"really," sapnap had gone on to assure, masking the shake in his voice. "i'll be able to see you from the window anyway."

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that had led to now, when sapnap is sat curled up in the chair by the window, forcing himself to look out at his boyfriends having fun. if it was up to him, he would resign himself to bed and sleep until the day was gone, but he knows that his lovers would be concerned if he didn't keep up to his promise of watching them.

honestly, sapnap doesn't mind having to watch them enjoy life without him. the issue is that he is forced to stare out the window at the piles of snow that settle over the garden and trees and far into the distance. he has to watch how the frozen white flakes continue to fall down over his boyfriends, tainting their skin red and settling on the fluff of the coats' faux fur.

his chionophobia is not having a fun time.

sapnap had genuinely never thought he would have to tell his lovers about his phobia. living in florida and dating a brit who demands they only visit hot countries, he hadn't thought there would ever be a scenario where he would have to worry about being near snow with them.

of course, when jimmy had invited them to antarctica he had absolutely shit himself at the premise, so he is still endlessly grateful that the trip had to be cancelled because of the bug that passed around the mr. beast crew and left most of the necessary people unable to attend.

when they had planned to come to england, george had whined on about rain and clouds but he hadn't even mentioned snow. not even in a good way. when sapnap had checked the weather, just to pack clothes, he hadn't even been worried about the risk of snow, especially because the forecast hadn't predicted it.

so when they had woken up, had breakfast, and opened up the curtains to see a field of white painting the horizon and beyond, sapnap had felt like he was suddenly drowned in a bath of water so cold that it froze him from the outside, in.

and he was terrified. even now, when he is safely inside with the warmth of a radiator by his side and a fuzzy blanket draped over his shoulders, he can feel himself shaking.

something about his lovers being outside in it makes it so much worse. seeing it is bad, but seeing them in it is blood-freezing.

sapnap rationally knows nothing will happen, but he is watching his boyfriends out the window and just waiting for something awful to go down.

even if something did happen, how would he be able to save them without going out into it himself? he could never put himself through it, but he would have to if it was for the lives of his lovers.