MCYT oneshots (requests open!)

Flowers (FundyWasTaken angst)

(ahahaha suffer my children<3

and idk I can only imagine this ship in two ways :

them being criminals/ partners in crime

or dream infidelity because well I mean come on he cant be loyal I want fundy to be happy but he really cant-

TW // suicide

also this was written on 11/30 for reference incase something happens by the time I publish this lmao)

Fundy's POV

I was strutting down the Prime Path when my phone dinged, a new text from Niki coming in.

I think you're about to get a sweet surprise from your husband!!

hm, wdym?

he just visited me and puffy's new flower shop!! he bought some and said "I hope he likes them" it was so cute!!

oh really? thats so nice of him!

yeah, hope you have a nice night Fundy!

you too Niki :D

Laughing at Niki's need to text me about the flowers, I lock my phone and slip it into my pocket. I pull out my journal of observations around me, specifically going over the map I have. A thought slips into my mind- I haven't marked down George's new house, the one he made during the war! Where did he build it again?

Scanning through some past streams and VODS, I find the location and set off on my way. As I'm heading there, I write down the path and trail that goes to his house, making sure it's all accurate. I especially want to note George's actions and personality- I have been for the past months. Only for my husband, of course. I've spent hours upon hours studying and learning about his closest friends so I can understand what his friendships are like.

Humming a mindless tune, I finally arrive to George's little hermit hole.

As I get closer, some voices are heard, and I identify them as Dream's, George's, and Sapnap's.

Sapnap shouts, "You two are so adorable!" Hearing laughter erupt from the home, I stride closer, figuring I could talk to them while making my observations noted.

I hear Dream chuckles, and I melt a bit at his laugh; it always seems to make me smile, and he says, "So, George..."

I can imagine the confusion in George's eyes as he grins a bit nervously- as he's usually scared of his best friend's next move.

"Yeah, Dream?"

"I got you these flowers!"

Ah, he was getting flowers for George! Now that I think about it, that doesn't seem like the type of thing he'd do for me. He's not very affectionate with me, but with his friends, he's uncontrollable!

George is probably flustered from confusion and humor, and I hear a whack as he presumably hits Dream, "You idiot, why would you get me flowers!" Sapnap was laughing in the background, not ceasing his giggling even when my husband replied, "Well, because I like you, George."

I roll my eyes at their playfulness with each other. However, I'm stopped at the front door. Maybe I just want Dream to hang out with his friends- I don't want him to think I'm clingy or anything.

"Stop being so sappy like that, Dream!" George whined.

"I'm not, I sincerely love you, George." Sapnap's laughter got even louder, wheezing even.

"Mhm."

"I'm not kidding, I love you."

I stare blankly at the door as the howling laughter quiets a bit, "Dream, you shouldn't say such things. You have a husband."