That Night At The Bar- Dnf

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-Dream POV-

I felt bad about having to leave me and George's date but I didn't really have much of a choice. That's why as soon as Sapnap called out to me and said we had been invited to a party at Karl's house with his friend group and ours I jumped at the opportunity to make it up to him.

I never usually put much thought into my outfits but this was different.

There was something about George.

Something about him that just made my heart feel weird, made me act different, made me care...

I took a long shower, deep in thought, before getting out to assess my now rosy skin, tinted from the heat. I picked out some clothes, nothing too fancy but nothing too casual, just some black trousers and a simple green top.

Quickly putting on my watch, rings and earring before rushing downstairs to see an anxious Sapnap, worried about being late...?

Sapnap never cared about being late, he has walked into meetings over half way through and just sat down like he's been there the whole time.

Looks like I'm not the only one acting different because of a boy...

We went and picked up the other boys, Wilbur first as he was closet and then Skeppy and Bad who were already together? They've been spending a lot of time together recently...weird.

✨tImE sKePpY✨

We arrived at Karl's house but Sapnap was being a pussy and wouldn't knock, so I did before going behind him and pushing him forward just before the door opened to reveal his lover boy.

"Hi!" He greets happily, "please come in, I'm Karl and Tommy, tubbo and ranboo are in the lounge already."

We all step in and find our way to the lounge, a route that Sapnap seemed to already know well? Only to find what can be described as carnage. There was a little blonde boy screaming while a smaller brunette, I'm assuming, was trying to calm him down while the fucking giant just stood there watching.

Then the screaming stopped as they all turned around, perfectly in sync, to look at us.

"Uh hi," I started, to break the silence that hung heavily between us.

"Ayo which one you? Karl's or gogy's?" The blonde speaks, his chaotic energy coming back as he studies my face intently.

"What?" I ask confused.

He rolls his eyes, "which one you datin', Karl or gogy?"

"Oh, I mean he's Karl's," I point directly at Sapnap who begins to turn a darker shade of red as I laugh at his reaction.

"And you?"

"Why are you assuming it's me?"

"Maybe because them two look pretty close," he states pointing at Skeppy and Bad and to be honest I've got to agree... before pointing at Wilbur, "and him, he looks more like Quackity's type if I'm fair."

"Who's Quackity-" I begin before someone bursts through the room.

"¡Hola, amigos! Mierda, ¿he interrumpido algo? Oh, bueno, en realidad no me importa una mierda, soy Quackity, pero probablemente ya lo sepas porque soy como una celebridad por aquí," he begins before noticing our confused faces, "Joder, vamos chicos, por favor, dime que sabéis español?"

"What the fuck..." Sapnap trails off as Karl walks back in.

"Oh god is he speaking Spanish again?" He looks defeated as Quackity shoots him an innocent smile.