dreams about your love - dnf

this can't be happening

// mentions of nsfw

george pov

i slowly fluttered my eyes open.

the bed i was sleeping in felt way more comfortable than usual, and a much—

...

no way.

my face lit on fire.

why the hell..

why the hell am i in dreams bed?!

and why is he shirtless with hickeys on his neck?!

my eyes observed his chest, his abs..

what the fuck.

i quickly hopped out of the bed, noticing that..

i didnt have any fucking pants on.

what the hell happened last night.

i searched around the room quietly so i wouldn't wake dream up, finding my pants and boxers on the floor on a pile, along with his shirt.

i slipped them on as i ran out his bedroom, zooming to the bathroom.

i locked to door as soon as i got in, sliding down it.

my face was bright red, and my heart was beating so fast.

as i was running, the memories had all flowed back into my head.

speaking of head.

...

why did i even.. why did i tell him to do that?!

after we kissed on the beach, we ended up walking back to his house.

and.. do i really need to elaborate what happened from there?

but all i know is that it went no farther than him.. blowing me.

i dug my face into my hands. he is my fucking best friend, i don't like him!

my brain whispered to me that i did for the a millionth time.

but i knew it was wrong.

dream had been my best friend for as long as i could remember, and i have never felt anything towards him before!

a scream from the living room knocked me out of my trance. i quickly flung the door open to make sure nobody was hurt or anything.

i saw dream standing in the living room, with only his shorts on, as sapnap covered his eyes.

"put a shirt on dumbass!" he yelled.

"dude.. we are both guys, its fine." dream said, his voice low and raspy.

i gulped.

"i know, but it is making me sad that you are so ripped and hot, and i'm not." sapnap crossed his arms.

"fine fine, i will chan—" dream stopped in his tracks.