Roommates // DNF

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*TW: drinking, slight NSFW*

George found Niki in the kitchen, plastic cup in hand as she chatted with a small group of friends. As soon as she saw George, her face lit up and she made her way over to him.

"George! I'm so happy you're here!" She said with a big smile as she wrapped her arms around him.

George hugged her back, giggling as he said, "thanks for inviting me. I brought my roommate Dream with me, I hope that's okay."

"Ah okay, I saw you two walk in together and I was wondering who he was," Niki responded, "he's cute."

She playfully nudged George's shoulder, wiggling her eyebrows as she smiled up at him. George laughed quietly, feeling slightly embarrassed as he answered, "he's alright, I guess. Not really my type."

Niki only gave him a knowing smile, taking a long sip from her cup but not pushing the topic any further.

George was happy that he had met Niki at the last party. They had gotten along almost immediately, and she was the only person who knew that George was gay.

He had drunkenly confided in her, but he didn't mind because the very next day she had sent him a long, thought out text letting George know that he could trust her and that she thought they were going to be great friends. He would need at least one person at this new school who he could trust completely, and he already knew it was going to be Niki.

Niki pulled him over to her small group of friends, introducing them one by one. George fit into the conversation easily, feeling more at ease as he drank and chatted with the group.

After some time, the group started to drift apart and George followed Niki into the living room. The room was crowded, and there was a large group of people dancing in the center of the room.

George leaned against one of the walls, taking a long sip from his cup as his eyes scanned over the crowd. Across the room, he spotted Dream.

Dream was sitting on one of the couches, taking a sip from his own cup as a pretty blonde girl chattered happily beside him. The girl was leaning towards Dream in an attempt to get close to him, but Dream didn't seem to notice or care. His green eyes drifted around the room as he gave the girl short, distracted responses.

Even though he had no real reason, George couldn't help but feel a slight surge of jealousy. George kept his eyes fixed on the pair, watching as Dream flashed the girl a charming smile.

George couldn't help but roll his eyes, and Niki seemed to notice as she said, "I thought he wasn't your type?"

George's face flushed with warmth as he muttered, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh please, you're totally jealous right now," Niki said with a laugh as she motioned towards Dream.

George shook his head quickly, dropping his eyes to the floor as his face continued to heat in embarrassment.

Suddenly, Niki tapped his arm excitedly as she said, "you want me to flirt with you to make him jealous?"

George lifted his eyes to meet Niki's, a small smile on his face at the suggestion. He looked over at Dream one more time before looking back and agreeing to the plan. What harm could it really do?

Niki smiled back before moving closer to George, immediately getting more touchy. She made sure to laugh loudly at everything George said, playing up the conversation until they finally got Dream's attention.

George saw Niki glance over at Dream quickly, and as soon as she noticed that he was watching them, she moved a hand and ran it slowly through George's hair. She leaned in close to him, whispering in his ear, "I think it's working, George. He's watching and he looks pissed."

As she pulled away, George let his eyes drift back over to Dream. Their eyes immediately locked, and sure enough, Dream did look pissed. He stood up almost immediately, leaving the blonde girl alone on the couch as he made his way over to them.

As soon as he got there, Dream flashed Niki a quick smile and then said to George, "can I talk to you for a minute?"

George nodded up at him, glancing back at Niki as Dream led him out of the room.

He followed Dream down a hallway and towards an unoccupied bedroom, where Dream closed the door as soon as they entered. George remained quiet, waiting for Dream to speak, but the blonde only leaned back against the door, his eyes fixed on George with an unreadable expression.

Finally, George spoke, "what do you want, Dream?"

Dream ran a hand through his hair before saying, "who was that girl you were flirting with?"

George felt a surge of triumph as he realized that the plan had been successful, Dream was clearly jealous.

"That's Niki, the one who invited us," George answered, keeping his tone light and indifferent.

Dream nodded slightly before saying, "I see. Do you like her or something?"

George scoffed, taking a step closer to Dream as he answered, "I could ask you the same thing, Dream. Who was that blonde girl you were flirting with?"

Dream remained silent, and it only worked to annoy George as he closed the distance between the two. He stood directly in front of Dream, his eyes locked on Dream's as he reached forward and locked the door.

As he heard the lock click, Dream grinned down at George, his hands moving to the brunette's waist and pulling their bodies together.

George moved one hand to rest against Dream's chest, the other moving to lace into his hair. He gently pulled Dream's hair, tilting his head to the side slightly as he connected his lips with the blonde's neck.

He trailed his lips slowly along Dream's neck, taking his time as he paused at certain areas to bite and suck at the skin. He trailed his lips all the way up his neck and along his jawline, until finally pressing his lips to Dream's.

He immediately slipped his tongue into Dream's mouth, the blonde giving him access as he tightened his grip on George's waist. George allowed himself to enjoy the kiss for a few moments before pulling back slightly, his mouth still close to Dream's as he quietly said, "admit it, Dream."

"Admit what?" Dream muttered back, pulling George's hips even closer to his own.

"Admit that you like kissing me," George responded.

Dream pulled back, his head leaning back against the door as he looked down at George with a challenging look on his face. George knew it must be killing him to be in the opposite position of what he was used to, but George wasn't going to give up until he got what he wanted.

When Dream still didn't respond, George connected his lips with the blonde's neck again, mouthing at the skin for a few moments. He decided to push it even further, as he rolled his hips against Dream's a few times, muttering against the skin, "admit it, Dream. I wanna hear you say it."

Dream let out a low moan as George rolled his hips one final time, finally answering, "fine, George. I like kissing you."

George pulled back, smirking up at the blonde as he said, "I knew it."

He pressed one final kiss to Dream's lips before stepping back completely, pulling Dream out of the way as he unlocked the door and exited the bedroom, leaving Dream alone in the darkness.