mcyt oneshots

the king

george x dream
(inspired by lyrics of: the king- conan gray)
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"dream, we broke up," george says as i open my door. i mentally rolled my eyes.

he'll come to me tomorrow with the same problem.

"aw, im sorry george. how did it happen?" i played on, leading him into my house. "she got upset about- something personal." he cut himself off, sitting on my couch.

i decided not to dig further.

it was always this way with him, i thought, grabbing snacks.
he'll date someone, boy or girl, and 26 hours later come to my house 'heartbroken'.
then, very rarely, we'd kiss.

i sighed, going up to the living room. we had just kissed his last breakup, so i assume correctly, same time next month he'll kiss me and play it off as 'i was just lonely!' and then we'd be back to square one.

i sat down the chips and waters, before wiping my hands on my sweatpants.

"i'm going to be right back, im getting the bigger blanket." i said, straightening my back to walk towards the stairs. he pulled on my sweats and i stumbled, turning to him with an annoyed look.

"what do yo-"
"can we do it again?" he asked, his big brown eyes looking up desperately. i sighed.
"george you can't keep coming here, heartbroken, kiss me, and then say 'oh, well we're best friends, we can't date'. if we were just best friends we wouldn't even be kissing!" i ranted the same small speech i said two nights ago.

"i'm sorry i just- this is the last time, okay?"
"you should be promising yourself that," i huffed. he pulled me down by my hoodie and tangled his hands in my hair, pulling me down to kiss him.

i quickly got on top of him.

this is getting old...

-•-

i walked to third period, turning my head slightly to sapnap. "heyy~ and there goes george with brianna. jeez, she just turned 18 chill bro." sapnap commentated, and i turned my head in disgust and disbelief.

fucking hell, dude. we literally just kissed last night, you have a new fling already?

i walked into the class, slightly annoyed.

~

my phone vibrated.

i looked down from the front of the class

george—
hey can you come to 2nd floor 1st hall bathroom please

why

please, i just need you rn

—

doesn't he have a girlfriend?
i questioned, nevertheless still getting up to sneak out the back of the class.

i walked to the door of the bathroom, pushing the heavy door open. "thank god you're here," he started, and i leaned against the wall, more annoyed than ever.