𝑺𝒕𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑺𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒔 - Dream x Reader

70. Subathon

Dream POV

"Ow!" Y/N's shoulders tense again as she flinches away from my touch.

"Sorry," I place a kiss on her cheek and reposition my thumbs under her shoulder blades. "You're so tense."

"Ya think?"

Smack

One hit on the head for her sassiness.

"Fuck you."

Her arm snakes behind to whack me on the shoulder. I catch it by the wrist and twist it behind her back.

"Hey!" Y/N turns around and I use this as a chance to duck under a swing from her other hand.

"Violence is not the answer," I say, calmly collecting both of her hands with mine.

"You're insufferable," she grumbles, twisting her wrists to get out of my grasp.

"And you're grumpy," I reply, trying to stop the corners of my mouth from curling up into a smile as she scowls at me.

"I am not grumpy."

The two of us had gotten approximately 2 hours of sleep the night before. Despite sleeping together several times, some god decided to curse us last night.

Y/N kicked, flailed, and turned so much in her sleep and I was sure she was possessed by demons. Multiple times in the night, I found her elbow in my ribs, her head cracking against the underside of my chin, or more unfortunately, her knee being jabbed straight into my groin.

To be fair to her, I wasn't a pleasant sleeper either. I awoke on several occasions to Y/N smacking my chest as hard as she could. Apparently, that was the only way to stop me from snoring or sleeptalking.

At least we can get some sleep during the stream.

"Okay," I snatch my phone from the side table and open the notes app where I'd hastily scrawled some ideas down while on the brink of sleep last night. "I had some thoughts—"

"Really? You had thoughts?" Y/N interrupts, grinning as I look up in exasperation. "Who would have guessed?l

"Yes, I did. Anyways, my ideas for the stream were gaming, baking, nail painting, bracelet making, reacting to videos, and sleeping."

I look up expectantly, waiting for her reaction. She seems to be pondering our options for a second before she smiles at me.

"You know, for someone who claims to be so smart, you didn't think any of this through. Especially since it was YOUR idea."

"I have thought this through," I assure.

"Really?" Y/N raises an eyebrow with a scoff.

"Yes."

"Okay, well last time I checked the fridge there was exactly 1 egg, half a container of wilted lettuce, and an empty carton of milk that expired two weeks ago. And you don't own any nail polish, nor beads, nor string."

Shit.

George, Sapnap, and I had eaten out the last few days, trolling around in the cupboard for whatever junk food we stashed in there. And we were the craftiest people.

"Start the stream," I say, standing up and rifling in the drawer for my wallet. "I'll go to the store and grab the stuff we need."

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"Guys stop voting for pink," I plead but to no avail. The poll shows a three-way tie for second with black, green, and blue all having 5% each and pink having 85% of Twitch chat's votes.