Mark My Words || DNF Soulmate AU

Chapter 28

He stands up a little more stiffly than he hoped, and really tries to make the laptop he's carrying with him very inconspicuous. George walks around the bed, passes a very confused Dream, and when it seems like he'll just be making it out the door, Dream asks, "Is that my computer?"

"Nope!" George calls back as he speed-walks down the hallway, "Change into nightwear while I'm away!"

He doesn't wait to hear Dream's response before racing up the stairs two at a time, computer clamped between his body and elbow, until he reaches the bathroom and slams the door shut behind him.

As he gingerly places the computer onto the counter, even George has to admit that he's being overdramatic. So what if Dream sees his result? It wasn't like it was that bad. He simply panicked and his brain, in its fried state, told him to flee the scene.

Great, George thinks sarcastically, I've made a bigger deal out of this than necessary. Good going George.

He picks up his toothbrush and squeezes a little too much toothpaste onto the bristles, not caring as he stuffs it into his mouth and scrubs harshly, as if somehow that'll erase the past few minutes which transpired. When he's done, he splashes water onto his face to rid the layer of heat that seems to have permanently settled into his skin since interacting with Dream.

When all his routines have been completed, he dries his hands and picks up the computer again. As he makes his way to his bedroom to change into pajamas, he opens the computer lid so that he can get rid of all evidence that he had taken the quiz again.

"Fuck," George whispers under his breath as he freezes at the threshold of his bedroom.

The computer locked him out, and now all it displays is Dream's profile icon and the white stripe across the screen to enter a password into.

"Fuck," George curses a little louder as he tosses the computer onto the bed and hurriedly ruffles around his still-unorganized luggage for the pajamas he had packed previously. Thinking back now, he really should have tidied up his belongings instead of scrolling through social media, but oh well. He'll have time to do it later. There's more important business to attend to now.

Once he strips off his clothes and pulls on his pajamas, George sits on his bed and contemplates the computer screen. There's Dream Team fanart in the background, and Dream's profile picture is fanart as well. He would take more time to appreciate them, but right now all he wants is to make sure Dream never gets his eyes on the incognito tab containing his quiz results.

After a few moments of contemplation, George comes to the realization that someone as hardcore as Dream on technology would never make a password guessable in the span of twenty minutes. Frustrated, he closes his eyes and tries to think of another possibility.

Bingo! George thinks as he suddenly opens his eyes to act.

Looking visibly relieved now that he has a solution, George long-presses the power button and shuts down the computer. If his hypothesis is correct, that should get rid of all the incognito tabs even if the normal tabs are saved.

Once he hears the computer shut down, any whirring or working sounds coming to dead silence in his room, he clasps the lid down and makes his way downstairs. George admits he looks a little sheepish returning to Dream's room after abducting his computer and running away with it upstairs, but he schools his face into one of nonchalance Dream doesn't say anything else.

Of course, the universe hates George and never gives him anything he wants.

"Why'd you run off with my computer like that?" Dream asks as soon as George re-enters the room.