TW/CW: Cringe, Swearing, Hospital, Mention of p0rn, a tiny amount of smut, mention of bruises, mention of being drunk

A few hours later
(Sapnap's POV)

Just like I promised the lovebirds, I went to the hospital to pick them up and take them back home with my car and honestly, the car ride there was way longer than I expected, those fuckers really owe me a lot of money on gas.

Anyways, I arrived there and went to the waiting room, hoping that I would find them there 'cause i'd rather die than go talk to a nurse and ask where they are. It's just embarrasing, yk?

Fortunately, I found both of them at the waiting room.

"Finally, what took you so long?" Dream said.

"What happened to 'Hi!' or 'I am glad to see you again'? It's not my fault the car ride here was so long." I said in my defense.

"Stop fighting with Dream and get us the fuck out of here, they dont even have good food in this hospital" George said and we all headed to my car.

And of course, George and Dream had to fight over who gets the passager seat and who gets to sit in the back, however, watching them argue was actually quite fun, I love drama.

"I have to get the passager seat because I am taller!" Dream said.

"But that doesn't mean anything, you always get the passager seat, it's not fair" George responded.

"No, I do not!" Dream responded "You are the one who always gets the front seat!" At this point I was getting tired of them arguing so I had to intervene.

"You both get in the backseat or else i'm going home without you and just leave both of you here!"

"Wow, the gay midget got mad" George said.

"Dont test me, just go to the backseat and fuck Dream in there!" I responded and saw both of them get into the backseats.

I sighed and drove both of them home. Sometimes it felt like I was living with some little kids.

Timeskip -1 Hour later-

We finally arrived at our house, also known as the 'Dream Team' house and went inside.

I took my shoes and jacket off and went to my room and just hoped that the lovebirds woudn't get drunk and do something stupid again while I was gone. I was tired of babysitting them.

(Dream POV)

After taking our shoes and jacket off, George and I headed to the living room and since we were bored, we decided to watch a movie together, however, we coudn't decide what kind of movie to watch.

"Dream, I had to choose the movie last time, now it's your turn. There aren't even THAT many movie choices anyways. You can either choose between horror, comedy, p0rn, sci-fi or something else. But don't choose to watch spongebob again, you've already forced me to rewatch the same spongebob movie over and over again too many times"

"First of all, the fact that you even suggested p0rn-" I burst out in laugher. "And second of all, there's nothing wrong with watching spongebob"

"Dream, you're 23 years old" He responded.

"I am actually 24 but what about it? You can never be too old for spongebob" I responded.

"You know what? I think it's better if I choose the movie" He said and stole the remote from my hand.

Eventually, we ended up watching a horror movie while cuddling. After a while, George ended up falling asleep on the couch and I coudn't help but glance at the matching 'bruises' we apperentely got at that party yesterday. It's quite weird how we were able to make the 'tattoos' so similar to eachother while being drunk but I didnt think much of it. Afterall, weird things can happen when you're drunk.

A/N: Thank you so much for 11 reads, I literally started this story yesterday so I didnt expect it to have any reads yet😭

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