mcyt oneshots

nightmares

skeppy x spifey
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"what the HELL ZAK?" george yelled, pushing me.
"what did i do?" i question, my body seeming to get smaller the longer i sat there. "YOU KNOW WHAT YOU DID!" he yelled at me, roughly turning my body to show the damage.
"what- i didn't do this! george, you have to believe me."

the scene was the worst. the computer was completely ruined with the pieces everywhere, monitors completely smashed in, desk trashed, well atleast more than it usually was. all of his clothes where everywhere.

the room was completely trashed.

"zak i know you did. this is one of your stupid pranks where you fuck something up and apologize. APOLOGIZING DOESN'T FIX EVERYTHING, IT WONT FIX THIS."

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i quickly bolted up, ignoring my glasses and phone falling off the edge of my bed. 
its the third time i've had that dream.

or, well, nightmare.

i clutched at my heart, focusing on my heartbeat and breathing.

i dunno why i keep having that dream. we've been getting so close, especially since we have lived together again.

i grabbed my hoodie, putting it on, trying to warm myself up again.

should i just tell him about it?

won't he think i only think of him?

well, technically thats true.

i grab my phone off the phone.
"2:38am"
it was really early. he probably won't even be awake.

i got up, looking down at myself.
my shorts were lower than my knees, and i didn't have socks on.

i shuffled out my room, walking across the hallway. vurb's room door was covered in pictures toes-

i dont know either-

tap-l's room door was plain, except the one bisexual sticker at the bottom of his door.

i like it, plain and simple.

i passed zelks.
his door was plain, expect for the broken heart sticker we slapped on there as a joke.

i went up to spifey- or george's- room door. it had nothing on it. it was just a normal white door.

i raised my hand slowly, my fist slightly shaking as i knocked.

at first, there was nothing.

of course there was nothing. its 2:40 in the morning.

i raise my fist to knock again, only for the door to be opened, and my fist gliding in the air.

i look up. george was looking down at me, his face showing visible confusion.
"zak, what are you doing up?" he says slowly, probably not having slept yet.

i looked past him into his room. his computer screen was still on, and his bed was untouched.

it was never made anyway.

"what are you doing up?" i counter-question, sliding my arms further into my hoodie.

"i was recording something. so answer me zak- why are you up? it doesn't seem like you've been awake." he observes, and i sigh, starting to answer.

"i was sleeping, trying to fix my sleep schedule, and i-" i stop, feeling more embarrassed about the situation.

was i really about to tell my cru- best friend that i had a nightmare about him?

he put his hands on my shoulders, looking down at me with more concern. "zak, talk, and take your time. theres no rush." i breathed out, shuffling my feet.

"i had a nightmare," i mumbled, getting ready to be laughed at.

"you what? speak up bro." i huffed, my cheeks turned red.

"i- can't. it's too embarrassing." i turn around, ready to leave, and my hoodie sleeve was grabbed.

i yelped as i was pulled into his dark room. he closed and locked the door quick.

"what are you doing, george?" he turned me around, pulling me onto his bed. "you know i'll always be here for you." he hugged me tightly, and my eyesight blurred.

"i had a nightmare." i stated, as he let go of me. "that's what you were embarrassed about? zak, everyone has nightmares."
"i know, but this one's really stupid." i mumble, laying down to snuggle into his blankets.

it smelled really good.

he looked at me snuggled up, and smiled at me.

"what was your nightmare about?" he questions after a few minutes.

"your room, well it looked- shit on, and then you blamed it on me, and then you yelled at me, and then i woke up." i made a long story short and look up at him. he laid down next to me, turning his head.
"zak, that wasn't stupid. but why would you dream of me?" i knew he would question, i groaned.

he doesn't have to know yet.

i turned my head to face him, and he pulled me into a kiss, grabbing my face slightly.

i pulled away and blushed, looking at the ceiling.

maybe he already knew.

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haha first ss haha