Mutual | dreamwastakenxreader

✧Judgmental♘

Y/N POV

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New York City, New York

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All of the boys agree with me, and I quickly move to grab some blankets and throw them on the couch, accidently covering Dream and smacking him phone out of his hands.

"Watch it, idiot," Dream says, clearly upset about earlier. I decide to ignore him, and sit down on the opposite side of the couch as him. I pick the remote up, and Dream distrubutes the blankets. Sapnap sits next to me, and George sits closer to Dream.

"What do you guys wanna watch?" I ask, srolling through Netflix.
"Scroll, scroll, scroll... Stop!" Sapnap says. I read the name of the movie he stopped on outloud.
"365 days... Sapnap. Absolutely not," I say, looking over at him.
"Why not?" He whines.
"Your disgusting," George says. My jaw drops.

"George, how do you recognize this movie?" I ask, questioning his innocence. Well now that I think of it, he's not innocent at all. Moments like "What're you doing step-dream" and "we're tied up oh no untie me dream" flash through my mind.
"Oh I'll tell you what I recognize... I see red! Red! ReEEeEeeDddDD!" George screeches, and Dream soon joins him. Sapnap eventually joins as well, and I cringe at their mistakes.

"I don't even want to think about that scene," I say.
"I bet you liked it," Dream says, actually paying attention to me. I fake throw up, and he rolls his eyes. I ignore him.

"Alright, it's my turn. Scroll, scroll, scroll, keep scrolling... There!" George says as I scroll. As I did before, I read the name out loud.
"The Lorax... Yeah sure, I haven't watched it in like five years," I say, and Dream and Sapnap shrug. I click on the 'select' button, and the screen changes to the introduction of the movie.

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After a while, Sapnap and George have fallen asleep. Only Dream and I are awake while the credits roll, and I move to turn off the TV. One it's off, the room turns pitch black. The sun has set, and we turned the lights off in the room before the movie started.

"I'll get the lights," I mumble. I stand up and move towards the lights, hitting the switch. Suddenly, Dream is standing right in front of me, startling me. I yelp, and my hand quickly moves over my heart.

"Jesus, Dream. You scared me," I say, looking over to the sleeping boys on the couch. They both stretch and rub their eyes.

"Goodnight you guys. I'm gonna go head to bed," Sapnap says, and George yawns and nods. They both stand up, moving into the same room and bumping into each other at the door way. I chuckle, and so does Dream.

His laugh is low, probably because of how tired he is. My stomach fills with butterfly's for a moment before I mentally shake them away. Honestly, I don't think too much of it, because George and Sapnap could both have a low chuckle and it would give me butterfly's too.

They move into their room, and shut the door. I turn back around, and see that Dream is still standing dangerously close to me. I make eye contact with him, looking up. He clenches his jaw, and then walks away sluggishly.

I release a breath I didn't even know I had. I frantically look around the room, searching for something to occupy my thoughts.

My eyes catch the mess on my couch, all of the blankets thrown all over the place. I walk over and fold them, placing them neatly on the floor by the TV. I organize the remotes, and look over at the clock.