MCYT Oneshots [Pt. 1]

Soup Isles and Kneeling- Dreamnotfound 😊

CW:

Plot: George is in the soup isle at target and a guy gets on his knees

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George's  POV.

I crane my neck up, looking at the aluminium cans, the fluorescent white lights burning my retinas.

"Do you need help reaching that?" I hear someone ask from right behind me.

I turn to see a tall man, maybe around 6"3-6"4, shaggy blonde lose curls falling on his head standing over my shoulder. A small toothy smile on his lips with his hand gesturing to the soup I was just looking at.

"Oh, no, no, I'm okay," I tell him as I turn to face him. "I'm relatively tall,"

He lets out a small disbelieving chuckle. "What? Do you not think I'm tall?" I ask, offended by this random stranger's attitude.

"No! No, no, no," he insists. "You are kinda tall, but you're like a good kinda tall,"

"What do you mean?" I ask, still confused as to why in talking to a random stranger still.

"We'll, you're a good kinda tall," he explains. "Unlike me, cause I have to do this,"

My eyes follow him as he slowly lowers himself onto his knees in front of me. Reaching behind where I'm basically pinned in front of him, pulling out an unsalted chicken broth. "It would be so much easier if I was just your height," he tells me, still kneeling in front of me, looking up at me through his eyelashes.

I'm left breathless as the sight. A 6"3 very attractive man I have never spoken to in my life is on his knees in front of me in a soup isle at target. I inhale shakily, not able to take my eyes off of the smirking blonde beneath me. "Yeah, I can imagine," I finally answer after realising I was staring.

"Yeah, anyways," he says as he gets up. "Enjoy your soup...?"

"Oh— George, my name is George," I tell him, clearing my throat.

"I'm Dream, and enjoy your soup and being the perfect height, George," he says with a wink, turning around with the unsalted chicken broth in hand. Walking to the end of the isle and out of sight.

Weird-ass name.

~time skip~

I walk through the door and see my roommate Karl cuddling with his boyfriend on the couch. "Hey, did you get your soup?" Karl asks as I put my keys down on the bench.

"Yeah, I did," i tell him as I pull out a pot to start heating up my soup.

"Find anything else?" His boyfriend, Sapnap, asks from where Karl is curled into him, his tone teasing for some reason.

"Well...no?" I say skeptically as I turn on the stove top. "There was this hot guy that knelt in front of me in the soup isle though. Made me realise I like it when men kneel in front of me,"

"Good to know," I hear a familiar voice say with a smug tone, a lot closer than the other two were before.

I whip my head around quickly to see the man from the store leaning against the doorway of the kitchen. Dream's shoulder is lent against the door frame, a smug look on his face as the recognition sets in. "Did you follow me home?" I ask confused as to how the hell he got here.

"No, no," he says with a small chuckle.

"Remember that friend that I told you about and said you would really like?" Sapnap calls from the lounge room. "Yeah? This is him. Nice to know you've met already,"

Fuck.

This is just a short shit post and I'm sorry lmao