Dream, Sapnap, and George had all agreed to hang on a party-bus. Just them, because the idea sounded cool and they could also get some cool pictures. George had found the idea absurd and laughed, but nonetheless still joined them. They were only going to rent it for a day so they wanted to make the most out of it. "Cool." Sapnap had said when the driver rolled in.
"Hay, this is pretty cool, huh, George?" Dream patted him on the shoulder. He cracked a smile, "Totally." Dream smirked satisfied, climbing into the bus with George following. "Woahh." Dream exclaimed, looking around, Sapnap already in the back making himself comfortable. "What even was the point of this?" George asked, his tone light in amusement. "Why not?!" Sapnap yelled, extending over an entire row of seats.
"We gotta get some pictures in here." Dream said, "Oh, definitely." George agreed. "For suree!" Sapnap yelled, again.
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It had been some time of Sapnap and Dream hanging out in the bus. Both on their phones, and George went somewhere to do something. Since Dream was closer to the front and Sapnap was too engrossed in scrolling whatever, Dream wanted to see what George was up to. So, he got up and went to the entrance.
"Oh, hay, George." He started, he didn't know George was just sitting on the stairs down, he was so quiet. "..Are you smoking?" He added on, George was covering the side of what he was holding, but his other hand held a lighter. It honestly shocked Dream, and surprised George. "I-" George was speechless.
Dreamed licked his lips and looked down, before crouching down. He just needed a quick moment to think of whether Sapnap would be able to hear their conversation. "George, when?" He asked, referring to what George held.
The other sighed, letting Dream see what it was. "It's weed." George mumbled. "It started a couple weeks ago.." Weeks.
Dream took it to inspect. He's never held weed, would've preferred to never have. But the last thing he wanted was George thinking he was pushed away by the idea.
He set it down on one of the steps. "I mean, does anyone else know? Was this just kinda like a decis-" George cut him off. "No, nobody knows- I just did it myself because of stupid- I got stressed." He looked ashamed and wouldn't meet Dream's eyes.
Dream tried to make himself seem understanding, "Are you addicted?" George seemed unsure, "I don't think so." ... "Well, do you wanna stop?"
A second passed, and George nodded. "Okay, thenn..." Dream took the rolled up weed and set it on his lap, "-How exactly did this start?" He wanted to know, because weeks? How hasn't he or Sapnap noticed?
"I kinda just looked online. Started with infused food, didn't want to mess up my lungs incase I didn't like it.."
"But you liked it?" He asked. "Kinda." Okay.. That's discreet. "You said, stress? That's what made you..?" George bit his lip and nodded. "Everyone was fighting each other, so I guess everyone was stressed.. But it lingered for a bit, the anger. I felt like I could've done more.. I didn't like seeing our friends argue over petty stuff." "It's okay, you just coped a different way." He offered.
George shook his head, "It was kinda stupid though. I'm making such a big deal out of nothing. The arguing is way gone, and now I'm just doing it..! For nothing." Dream tried to console him, putting an arm over him. "You got curious, and it was fun so you kept doing it. You just got stuck." He continued rubbing over his shoulders, so maybe George would look at him. "It's not something stupid, you felt bad and you didn't want to keep up with our bullshit while sober. I didn't want to be sober either."
George gave him a questioning, amused look. "But really, I understand how this happened." He looked into the bus to signal to George, "You don't have to tell Sapnap, or anyone else! Until you're ready. I'll help you." He gave George a sincere smile, "Alright." George returned the smile, a little more mischievously.
"You don't need this." Dream said, standing to side with the weed in-hand. "Dreammm!" George whined. "You just told me you weren't addicted. Do you really need this?" George rolled his eyes before saying a low, "No." Dream nodded to himself, "Then I'm taking this!" He exclaimed, turning to the house. "But I paid for thattt~!" George pouted.
As the both of them entered, via the porch, George dramatically flopped down onto the couch. "When did you start smoking?" Dream asked curious, setting the weed down on the counter as he googled how to get rid of it. "This was going to be my first time smoking it." Dream cracked a smile, "Oh, so I stopped you right on time." He teased, to make the situation lighter. "Yeah, thanks for that." George replied.
Dream left his phone, going to sit down next to George. "Do you actually mean that or are you just being sarcastic?" George huffed a laugh, "No, I actually mean it. Thanks Clay."
"Of course. You have any leftover food with it?" He just wanted to make sure, he didn't want George to take left-over infused stuff. "Yeah." Dream looked at him, "Yeah?"
George stopped him from going further, "I'll bring it out later. Right now, I just want to hangout with you, and Sapnap."
"Alright, alright. That's understandable." And really, it was. Hopefully they could take this off his mind.
"Uhh, thanks for staying silent about it." George thanked, "Of course, I-" He faced George, and for a second, his heart skipped a beat. The eye-contact was a little too long. "Um, the sun's setting. Sapnap will probably come in soon." He said, a little bummed George wouldn't have this distraction.
"Alright. I guess we could just wait in here then." George suggested. "Sure.."
"Clay, um- Maybe I'm just tired but, um.." George was stalling, that was clear. "George-" Dream tried, but even he was no use for the situation. Were they both thinking the same thing?
He leaned in, and George did too. Their lips connected for 2-5 seconds, and it kept going. He tilted George's face, getting a better angle, at this point, he was straddling George on the couch. He felt it appropriate to break off, lest Sapnap see them.
"You are going to make this a whole lot easier." George joked, his breath still heavy. He smiled. And then Sapnap walked in.
"Hay Sapnap!" George greeted immediately, alerting Dream to scramble and look normal.
"Hay you guys, by the way the bus is gonna be taken like at 7." He said, putting his phone on the counter. Him and George made humming noises. "Yo, guys? Who smokes?" Dream and George immediately straightened. "I smoke." He said quickly, "Yikes man." Sapnap replied.
Honestly it made sense, he had left the weed and his phone right next to each other on the counter. Even if he hadn't volunteered for ownership Sapnap would've probably assumed anyways.
"I'm heading to bed. George, don't let him get you high!" Sapnap called as he went towards his room. He turned to George, "Looks like-" "Sapnap can be so insensitive." George interrupted. "You think?" He grinned. "He's just tired.. But I'm not." George hummed. "Neither am I." He responded. "So what do we do?"
"How about we get rid of any remaining, 'stuff' and then, we can plan the date I'm going to take you on." Call him a smooth criminal because he just got a date. Hopefully.
"Oh? Okay. That's a good deal." George giggled, leading Dream to his room.
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