oneshots {dreamnap}

"work" nights🌧

My inspo for This was from Hamilton the song "burn" so.. Hamilton fans know what's about to hapennn teehee
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I've been getting lonely, Dream has been working late nights recently so I haven't had any time with him really, and when he gets home it's really late so he's tired and falls asleep right away.

I'm gonna call George I'm so bored.

"Hey George!" I greeted him when he picked up, "George? This is Dream, Who's this?"

What? Shouldn't be at work right now?

I pushed away any bad thoughts, he had a reason for this I don't need to doubt his loyalty, "uhm, your husband?.. Sapnap? Sound familiar?" I joked.  "Oh.. hey sapnap, uhm whatcha? Uhm doing calling me?"

"Well I was trying to call George.. but you picked up, uhh about that.. what're you doing over there right now.. at.. Twelve," I paused checking the time, "twelve .. thirty four.." I said sadly.

"I was tired so, I just stopped at his house. I'm sorry I should've came home tonight." He yawned.

"It's okay Dream, you sound tired. Get some sleep kay? I love you goodnight.."

"Yep," yawn "bye.." he hung up. Not even an 'I love you' back.. 

I walk upstairs to Dream and I's.. well, really recently my, bed. But it's still his, even though, as I think.. he's laying in George's. I fall back into my bed and turn on my music, singing calmed he down. And it's fun.. 

After a little of singing, I yawn and turn it off.

I'm sad, really sad.

I'm worried about the fact my husbands not at home, about the fact he's supposed to be working, about how he should be home with me. Maybe I'm just being clingy.. he probably needs space? I shouldn't think to much into it.

The next morning I get up ready for work, I don't wanna go to work but it's something everyone has to do.. "get a job you enjoy kids." Im going crazy now. Great.

I shut and lock the door to my- .. our. Place, enough of these thoughts it's Dreams house too.

After work

(because it's 3:00am and I'm tired and waiting to fall asleep after I finish this because I feel bad for not posting hehedbdcz.. (sorry again.) )

I pull into our driveway and see Dreams home? That's great! I exited the car excitedly, and open to door to see.. oh.

Dream and George making out on MY couch in MY house with MY husband.. wow.

"afternoon, get the fuck out.. please.." I start to loose it, I see Dream quickly stand up gasping, George looked at me with a "we fucked up" face.

tears run down my face, "how long?" I ask looking up to smile to my best friends.

"7 1/2 months maybe.. look let me explain-"

"Almost 8 months?! Is that more then 2 years to you Dream? Really? Or am I not attractive or good enough?" I was laughing now, "Get out, your not getting your things by the way.. have fun with the Brit boy Dream!" I slammed the door in his face and fell to my knees. So I guess I was just the side character after all.