Cerulean BAT
Pairing: gn!reader , Dream
Warnings: gn!, music during, light hair tugging, real name usage,
An: welcome back to day 2 >:) also I'm not editing
You had been taking a nap upstairs while the boys were watching something down. The first few days had been tiring you were almost like a babysitter to the crazy trio.
Did you know you were about to be interrupted napwise? No.
Dream slammed open his studio door, laptop in hand.
"Wake up babe, you know what time it is?"
"Dinner?" You mumbled sitting up. Attempting to rub the sleep out of your eyes you caught his shit eating grin out of the corner of your eye.
"Nope, Sex,"
"What?"
He ignored you clicking play on his laptop and set it down on his laptop. It took a few moments to recognize the music but by the time you had he was a few strides closer.
Cbat. Cbat was playing from this asshole's speaker.
"Dream!" You shrieked as he grasped your ankle. "You are not fucking me to that," you screamed trying to playfully kick him away.
He, himself, is trying not to wheeze. His hands grasped your waist pulling you closer. "But babe-"
"Absolutely not!" You giggled pushing his chest gently. "Dream was taken. No,"
If you listened hard enough you could hear the other two's giggles down the hall.
"You're right," he kissed the tip of your nose. "I accidentally put the wrong song on, one second baby,"
Dream pulled away, fingers twitching.
You watched him move over to his laptop typing a few things.
"Just wait for the ad," he grinned moving into the small bed with you. He had cornered you up against wall of the space, smiling as you wrapped your arms loosely over his shoulders.
"Multi-millionaire Dream can't even pay for youtube to get no ads?" Your fingers scratched into his hair tugging lightly.
His eyes fluttered shut as he leaned his head back slightly. Just as your lips brushed against his throat the music begun playing.
"Du du du du,"
Your grip in his hair turned harsher. "Clay,"
He stiffled a small noise. "Yes my love?"
"You're not fucking me to your Manhunt music playlist,"
He grinned lazily at you. "Not even once,"
"I'll tell you what, you win your IRL Manhunt and I'll let you,"
His head snapped to you quickly.
"Careful! You're gonna get whipla-"
"I'm going to win,"
"I was joking-"
A/n vol 2: trick or treat bitchessss, you got trick, This fic is just lighthearted and a joke, and not the real day 2- Cerulean Bat? CBat?🤭 I'm so funny /j you can thank 🐦- all their fault /lh (the real day 2 didn't get finished cause of the face reveal I hope you understand♡)
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Sorry guys, I like Nyck but I really can't see his face in f1 without thinking about the infamous incest gossip and I KNOW it's a thing made up to laugh but still,,,,,,,SORRY
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I like how back then, the worst fate your cubitos could suffer is getting kidnapped
And then everyone realized they could make their audiences suffer if they just kill their cubitos
"GIRRLLLL GETTING KIDNAPPED IS SOOO LAST SEASON HOW ABOUT TRYING THE NEW TREND OF DYING?? 🙄💅"
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i ALSO have a thing about being wrong, dw about it!!
anyway hi im sO INCREDIBLY GAY
-🐦
Hi so incredibly gay im onyx :P
Ha- im so funny
Anyways I'm changing yalls anon tags to "gay" and "incredibly gay" /j
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