《Private school || dnf》Ditch
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-Dream POV-
There's no fucking way I'm going to that fountain. Actually, I might. I can tell this crazy son of a bitch to leave me and George alone.
"You've broke me Dream." George whined. "In a good or bad way?" I asked, "Depends on how you want to see it. I would already be in my third school of the year, broke about ten teachers cars and probably be at home because I'd be suspended. But I haven't done that bad shit since I started liking you." "You've liked me for a while then." He hit me on the shoulder, "Shhh." I wheezed and nodded, he giggled. I love when he giggles, it's cute.
"Your so cute." He blushed, "How long is left of the lesson?" He whined. "About 10 minutes, why?" "No reason." He smiled and laid back on my chest. I played with his hair while everyone did their work, even the energetic boyfriends are working. "I have an idea because I'm not waiting 10 minutes." George raised his hand, "George?" Mr Halo pushed his glasses up and George out his hand down. "Can I go to the toilet please, and can Dream show me where they are?" He's cute and smart. "Sure, you don't need to come back though because class is ending soon." George smiled and got up off my lap, he grabbed his bag and pulled me off my chair. I grabbed my bag and followed him out the classroom.
"Why'd you want to leave early?" I asked, we both stopped in front of some lockers, he smiled and moved closer to me. "So I could do this."
-Third person bitches-
George leaned up and kissed Dream. Dream was shocked for a moment but closed his eyes and kissed back.
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Then they fucked, George got pregnant and had twins but died in childbirth so Dream took the babies and jumped off the Empire State Building. The end.
/j I'm sorry.
George moved his hands off of Dream's chest and put them around his neck. Dream pulled George closer by the waist and licked his bottom lip, this time George parted his mouth slightly as Dream slipped his tongue into George's mouth. (dunno if I'll ever get used to writing this. It's not as bad now though ._. How does kissing even work? Do both of them stick their tongues down their throats? I've read an unhealthy amount of fanfics and I still don't know what the fuck to write.)
George pulled back to breath but after a few seconds Dream pulled him back. George played with Dream's hair while Dream moved his hands onto George's ass. (my religious school would kick me out if they could see what I write) Dream tilted his head slightly, deeping the kiss and George moved his body closer to Dream, if that's even possible. Dream put his hand under George's thigh telling him to jump, George jumped and Dream grabbed his thighs, holding him up. Dream pushed George's back onto the lockers not breaking the kiss. (It just autocorrected to kids. Maybe I should go to the school baptise shit thing.)
George moaned into the kiss and Dream grinned pulling back slightly. "Like that did you?" George flushed a deeper red and put his head on Dream's shoulder, both of them breathing heavily from not having oxygen in a while. (I don't need air, I've decided air=bad. Thank me later) Dream kissed George's neck, he kissed down his neck until he got to his t-shirt. Dream moved back up his neck and kissed one spot on his collar bone, he sucked on the spot probably leaving a purple mark after. George moaned and Dream moved down his neck, sucking on it again leaving purple and red marks down his neck.
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They didn't realise the school bell had gone off until Sapnap came over, "Jesus get a room. We thought you'd only be a minute so we left you but you were like 10 minutes not including before class ended and you two left." Dream stopped kissing George's neck and put him on the floor, they were both blushing a deep red and George was clinging onto Dream's arm. "Did they finally stop?" Quackity asked walking over. "Ay George! My man, finally getting that dick I see. In school as well." Quackity winked at George and he stuck his face into Dream's hoodie sleeve.
"C'mon were already late for class so we can either ditch and get drunk or go to class." Sapnap looked back at the four, "Definitely get drunk!" Quackity wrapped and arm around Sapnap's shoulder and started walking towards the door. "Guess we're going back." Dream grabbed George's hand and Karl groaned before running over to Sapnap and Quackity. George placed his head on Dream's arm as they walked and Dream smiled.
-George POV and at the dorm room-
"Who's got the good shit?" Quackity yelled, "No one, we can't buy any with the stupid American rules." Quackity frowned before Nick burst into the room with a crate full of different types of alcohol.
"Yeah! Let's fucking go, i love you!" Quackity grabbed a bottle and chugged it. Holy shit. Dream passed me a bottle of beer and kept one for himself, Karl and Sapnap chugging a bottle like Quackity. "They're getting hammered tonight." Dream chuckled, I nodded. "Yup, and we have to deal with them." I mumbled. They already act like children let alone being drunk and acting like children. "Or we could just leave them." Dream shrugged. "And let Sapnap set the building on fire, Quackity break into a shop or something and Karl try and cuddle me. No thank you." "Fair enough." Dream put an arm around me and took another sip from his beer. I took a sip from mine, may as well get a bit drunk.
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