《Letters // Dream x Reader》20
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Comming up...
Mason fighting with Tommy.
Tommyinnit Who tf are these two
Dream Haven't you checked Twitter?
Tommyinnit no
MasonsDeadBody Then check it child.
Tommyinnit WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE TO CALL ME CHIL
MasonsDeadBody Child*
(His is at the time where Tommy was a child.)
"Should I add him to the call?" Clay asked.
"Bet." Mason answered.
"WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU" Tommy screamed as soon as he joined.
"YOUR WORST FUCKING NIGHTMARE CHILD" Mason yelled.
"YOU LITERALLY SOUND YOUNGER THAN ME"
"IM TWENTY YOU LITTLE SHIT"
"You two calm the actual FUCK DOWN." I yelled, shuting them both up. "Tommy, nice to meet you, Mason- yeah no he's a child imma agree with you on that."
"OH YOU LITTLE-"
"DONT YOU DARE SAY ANYTHING ABOUT Y/N I SWEAR TO GOD." Mason yelled.
"I SWEAR TO-"
A faint shout could be heard in the background of Tommy's pov. "Tommy! Be quiet!" It was his mom.
"SORRY MUM!" He yelled.
We all started laughing.
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We streamed for the next two hours, and soon I decided to end the stream.
"Ok I think I'll end the stream now. Thank you so so SO much for all the subs, follows and donations- I hope I read all of the. It really means so much. Thank you Niki, Dream and Mason for joining me too. You guys have a great day/night, remember to drink water and I hope I'll see you guys on my next stream." I smiled.
"WOOO THERE WILL BE A NEXT STREAM!" Mason yelled and I giggled.
"Bye guys!" I said.
"Bye!" The others said. Tommy had left the stream around an hour ago, having to do homework or something like that.
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I ended the stream and sighed, leaning back in my chair.
"Y/N GET DREAM OUT OF MY SIGHT IM COMMING OVER- OR- DR- CLAY GET OUT OF THE LIVING ROOM IM COMMING OVER." Mason yelled,
"Sure. Clay you can stay in my room." I said, clicking on Discord. "I'll talk to you later Niki!" I smiled.
"See you soon. Have fun!"
"Bye!" Mason smiled.
We all left the call, I turned off my pc, Clay dragged his own into my room and closed the door.
Soon, Mason knocked on the front door. "Come in." I said, ealking over to the door.
When she opened it she pulled me into a big ass hug and squeezed me.
I did so too and after a moment we let go. "Y/N!" She yelled, shaking me. "I'm so so SO proud of you!"
"Thanks." I said, as she let go of my shoulder.
"So." They said, walking over to my couch and plopping down. "I was thinking about me you and Niki making a little SMP just for us. What do you think?"
"Ouuu I like that. Did you tell niki?" I asked, sitting down next to him.
"I was kinda in a call with her yesterday. I couldn't sleep and It was like 3am. Usually I would bother you but now that you have Clay sleeping in your bed every night I couldn't. Together we came up with it."
"Ouu~ you and Niki on a call at 3am~" I joked, quickly clicking on play to that romance sing thing. I had played it yesterday as a joke to Clay.
Mason started laughing historically. "WHAT- BAHAHHA WHEN DID YOU OPEN THAT?"
"Played it to annoy Clay yesterday."
~Yesterday
I was laying in my bed doing something on my phone, and Clay was playing with George. No streaming, just the two of them.
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At some moment Clay started laughing historically, and yelled "RIDE ME?"
I started laughing and quickly pulled up that song, removing Clays headphone and playing it right by his ear.
He started laughing even harder, and since then it stayed on my home screen with "coninue playing"
~
"Hey I'm gonma go take a little walk." Clay said, walking out of the room, ignoring the fact that Mason was here.
"OH COME ON GIMME A WARNING-" He yelled, covering their eyes.
Clay giggled a bit. "You're gonna see my face one way or the other. I'm not really against you seeing it."
"I was literally a fan who writes fanficton about you and geirge yesterday." She said, not taking her hands off her eyes.
"You still are." I added.
"Don't act like you don't read them."
"True you write bottom Dream."
Clay started wheezing. "You WHAT?!"
"His writing styles actually pretty good. You should read it." I smirked.
"You think I'd read bottom dream?" He asked through wheezes.
I nodded with a smile.
"Come on, don't act like you don't read that shit when no one's around." Mason added.
"True. I saw a notification of a story update of the same smutshots I read." I smirked.
"WHAT" Mason and Clay yelled in union, Mason shooting her head up and giving me a look of disbelieve. "YOU ACTUALLY?"
"You're actually looking at my face?" He asked, dodging the question.
Then it hit Mason. They were looking at Dreams face. "Holy shit- bro you're hot no wonderrrrr-" She cut herself off.
She almost said I have a crush on him.
"-rrrr Sap called you handsome." They finished.
"Did he?"
"Yeah in one of your streams." He said, standing up and walking over to Clay. They were a similar height, Mason being a bit shorter than him. "Your hair is poofy. Can I touch it?" Mason asked with all seriousness.
I started laughing."are you se-"
"Sure." Clay shrugged, making me laugh even harder.
"YO Y/N ITS SO SOFT-"
"Really?" I asked, standing up. "I wanna touch it too." (You dirty minded fuck)
Clay started laughing, but I touched his hair too.
"Oh my fucking God what conditioner do you use?" I asked.
"Are ypu two serious right now?" He asked, still laughing.
We let go of his hair and I stepped back.
"Can I hug you?" Mason asked. I could already hear them tearing up.
Not answering, Clay just opened his arms and she hugged him.
"You're my literal idol this feels unreal." They said.
"Thank you."
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