Dnf/Karlnap smut and oneshots (Reupload)

through closed doors

Summary:

*blindfold*
For one night, they could be together again.
A somber one night stand that proved the end of whatever they had in the past, Dream and George search for their closure with each other through making love for one last night. From solemn tears fallen from their memories, to a night spent in ecstasy, they try and resolve everything and make the most of the time they had left.

Did I cry whilst writing this? Maybe...

Dream gritted his teeth, his jaw clenched as he held back the tears that were forming in his eyes.

The lights in the room were dim as the music blared around them, his hand fervently roaming the body of a girl he didn't even know the name of as she continued to dance on him.

He held onto her hips and pulled her close as she grinded her ass against him, moving her hips with the music which caused him to tighten his grasp around her waist, an involuntary moan escaping his lips.

He wanted George to see.

To feel every ounce of hurt he's felt for the past few weeks since their breakup.

He wanted him to hurt.

Just as much as he did.

The girl turned around to face him and got on her tippy toes, and brought him into a kiss.

He kissed her back, his hand pressed on the back of her head as she moaned against his mouth, the vile sound of another person's voice that didn't belong to George tormenting him.

He kissed her harder, wanting to hide the tears that were falling down his face as he imagined it was George in his arms.

The way he'd have to bend his knees to reach him whenever they kissed, the way George would smile against his mouth, the way he'd moan out Dream's name after a while.

The way he loved him.

He missed it.

He pushes her away at an instant, his actions suddenly becoming clear to him as he apologizes before he enters the nearest bathroom and looks at himself in the mirror.

His eyes were puffy from the crying and his face was flushed.

He wanted to disappear.

The knob turns as George swiftly enters the bathroom and locks the door behind him, the sound of the blasting music outside now muffled because of the closed door.

Dream turns to face George, his anger rising as he looks down at the angry expression on George's face that reflected his own visage.

"Get the fuck out." Dream spits out as George shakes his head and walks forward instead.

"What the hell was that?!" George replies with the same tone in his voice.

Dream rolls his eyes and exhales a deep breath. "That doesn't concern you."

"It does! How the hell can you move on from me this quickly?!" George yells out as Dream, unable to maintain his cool, walks over at him, pinning him against the wall as they begin to look at each other in the eyes, their breaths heavy from their pent up anger.

"How dare you say that?!" Dream snaps back.

George tries to squirm away from Dream's grasp, but Dream doesn't budge. Instead, he moves closer so that the distance between them was close to being nothing.

"You fucking ruined my life, George." Dream says quietly in anger, soon realizing that George's gaze averted to Dream's lips in hunger.

Dream places his hand under George's chin aggressively, forcing him to look up into his eyes again.