Dnf/Karlnap smut and oneshots (Reupload)

Holy Shit!

Summary:

dnf church sex lol.

George sighed as he got up from his bed. His mother had already picked out his outfit, a nice blue button-up with a tie, and some nice pants.

You might be wondering what's happening. Long story short, George's parents found out he's gay and now he has to go to church every Sunday to 'pray the gay away'.

George knew that wasn't going to work, but he went anyway. It's not like he had a choice.

"Hurry up, George!" his mother yelled, making him even less motivated. He grabbed the clothes and began changing. He hadn't gone to church in years. He had stopped going at around 13 years old when he stopped believing in religious things. He still respected it of course, but he just didn't care much about it.

Once his clothes were put on, he grabbed his phone, sneaked it into his pocket, then grabbed his shoes and ran downstairs.

"Took you long enough" his dad growled, glaring at him.

"Do you remember your prayers?" his mother asked. George nodded, obviously lying. His mother didn't question it, instead just opening the door.

They got to the church fairly quickly, and since they were a few minutes early, George's parents stop to chat with their friends.

"I need to use the restroom," George muttered, ducking away to escape. He walked down the halls, gazing at the strange paintings.

Just as he was about to turn, he hit someone, causing them both to fall to the ground.

"I'm so sorry- I wasn't watching where I was going, I'm so so sorry-" George stopped mid-sentence. He had been expecting an elder man, but instead, it was a guy around his age.

"It's fine! Don't worry about it" the boy assured, hopping back up to his feet. He reached out a hand for George, who took it and stood up.

"Sorry again" George apologized. Suddenly he felt small as the blond boy began looking at him from bottom to top. He watched as the blond bit his lip and then gazed into George's eyes.

"What's your name?" the boy asked.
"George"

"That's a nice name" he complimented, "I'm Clay, but mostly everyone calls me Dream"

"Clay is a pretty name" George beamed, shaking hands with Dream.

"So...why are you here?" George asked, "Not many kids our age willingly go to church"

"I'm the pastor's son" Dream mumbled sheepishly, "so I kind of have to go"

George nodded, trying to think of something else to ask. He didn't want to go back with his parents, and Dream was nice company.

"And you?" Dream interrupted his thoughts, "why are you here?"
George sighed and looked away.

"My parents found out I'm gay and so now I have to come here until I 'get better' or something"

He looked back at Dream, who had a light blush across his nose. It made his freckles look even cuter.

"Oh sorry...um are you homophobic or...?"
"Um no actually kind of the opposite..."

The two stared at each other. Dream tilted his head, eyes not leaving George's gaze.

"you wanna skip this?" he whispered, thumb pointing to a door labeled 'Employees Only'. George's heart skipped a beat as he nodded, following Dream into the room.

The room was pretty small, other than a couch and an old tv. George wondered what they would even do in here. Just sit and talk?

"Let's play two truths and a lie" Dream said once they both sat down. George got comfortable, kicking off his shoes, Dream doing the same.