♡ ᴍᴄʏᴛ ᴏɴᴇꜱʜᴏᴛꜱ ♡ (2) [DISCONTINUED]

Bar (Dreamnap)

But Sapnap kept his bratty pout and his arms crossed, only this time he plopped his head into Dream's chest.

Thankfully Dream was patient man, so he let Sapnap get his frustration out before he started idly petting his hair and rubbing small circles on his back.

"But what if he keeps on touching you? I don't want random strangers touching my Dream,"

Sapnap insists, not even caring how pathetic he must look right now.

Begging Dream not to serve someone their drinks because he has an iffy feeling about them.

"The guy's like 4'11, I'll be able to take him sweetie,"

Dream joked, smiling when he heard the small laughter slip out of Sapnap.

"Promise?"

Sapnap asked one more time, lifting up his pinky into Dream's view.

"Promise."

Dream kissed the top of Sapnap's head as he hooked his pinky with Sapnap's, smiling.

"Alright, now go serve the guy and I'll go clean some more tables,"

Sapnap gently pushed himself off of Dream's chest, regretting it when he felt the familiar cold sensation of the room settle in.

"Bye babe, love you,"

Dream whispered, giving one last squeeze to Sapnap's wrist before going to grab the little tray that had the drinks on it.

"Love you too, ya idiot,"

Sapnap whispered back fondly, not missing the way that Dream barked out a laugh.

Dream's ears were instantly filled with the vulgar music that was playing, feeling a little bit of an ick in his chest when he saw the way that the strippers grinded on the pole.

There was nothing wrong with being a stripper, it's just that seeing someone else on the pole that wasn't Sapnap just made him want to look away.

As he walked, he finally saw who Sapnap was so worried about.

It was definitely a good looking guy, ripped denim jeans and a plain white t-shirt that had holes strategically placed on his stomach and chest, probably for strangers to look at his 'abs'.

The little handle for the clout glasses were being bitten between the person's teeth, they weren't given the names of the person they were serving, only the table number and a vague description of what they look like.

"Order for..."

Dream trailed off, taking an orange and blue drink off of the tray and placing it gently on the table, flashing a quick smile to the man.

"George, darling, and what's your name?"

George's voice definitely had a little bit of a rough tone to it, as if it was coarse sand paper. Dream expected him to have a more so squeaky voice rather than the deep British one he heard.

"Dream, but strangers call me Clay,"

Dream said, his hands at his sides as he waited for a response.

"I assume you're saying that because I'm supposed to be calling you Clay?"

George asked unimpressed by Dream's humor, he felt a bit of pride bubble up in his chest at the stranger's unamused expression.

"Of course, we barely know each other,"

Dream's foot tapped on the floor impatiently, the only reason he's still here is because he wants to know if there's anything else to this guy except for looks.

And he's being massively disappointed.

"We could change that if you let me take you home?"

George said, voice deepening as he attempted to trail a finger up Dream's arm but he moved away before he could get the chance.

"I'm sure you have a big dick, but I'm more of a dom top myself and besides I'm taken soooooo no,"

Dream said flatly, checking out his black-painted nails just to anger the stranger some more before walking off, swaying his hips to the beat of the music just to be even more of a tease.

His shoulders slumped as he finally walked back to the bar area, opening the little flap that kept the drunks from coming into the employee's area.

"Lemme guess, you turned down another stranger?"

Skeppy asked, wiping some of the shot glasses with a cloth.

"How did you know?"

Dream asked, amusement in his voice as he dramatically put his hand on his chest.

"You always have that dumb smirk on your face when you do,"

Skeppy scoffed, putting away the glasses and slinging the cloth over his shoulder.

"It's not dumb, Sapnap finds it hot anyway,"

Dream rolled his eyes when he felt Skeppy lean on him with his arms around his shoulders, bellowing his laughter.

"He finds that hot? Poor guy has terrible taste,"

Skeppy pretended to wipe his fake tears as he slowly got off of Dream's shoulder, the mentioned man crossing his arms and popping out his hip.

"As if you don't practically cum in your pants when Bad smiles at you,"

Dream snapped back, hearing the offended gasp come from Skeppy and feeling the light punch on his chest.

"Oh my god, get out of here you freak,"
"I will, I will, just tell me where Sapn-"
"He's on table 22,"
"Thanks Skeppy, you're useful... sometimes,"

Dream gave one last pat on Skeppy's shoulder before walking off to the instructed table, a dopey smile on his face when he saw his beloved sitting on the table with his phone in hand.

"Dream!"

Sapnap gleamed, putting his phone in his pocket before making grabby hands for the taller man.

"Hello there babyyyyy,"

Dream cooed, coming and giving a hug to Sapnap, being encased between his thighs.

"How was the guy?"

Sapnap spat out the name like it was venom, head being propped up on Dream's shoulder and the grip on his waist grew tighter.

"A bit of a creep, but honestly just another horny bastard looking for a quick fuck,"

Dream blandly said, hand massaging Sapnap's scalp as he spoke while his nails slightly dug into the soft locks.

"Ugh, I was hoping for some drama but I'll take what I can get,"

Sapnap pouted, pulling Dream closer by the waist with his thighs, signaling for something that Dream gave him too often.

"Yes I will give you a kissy, give me a second baby,"

Dream huffed, he was never truly bothered by how 'needy' Sapnap could get, besides how could he when he acted so innocent?

Dream parted the little bit of bangs that Sapnap was growing and gave him a soft kiss on his forehead, patting his head afterwards.

"That's a good boyfriend,"

Dream teased, burying his nose in the coffee locks and smelling the familiar strawberry-scented shampoo.

It wasn't as obvious a smell as the sweat in his hair, but it was still a nice reminder to buy some more shampoo.

"I know I'm good,"

Sapnap cooed, looping his arms around Dream's neck and pulling him down for another kiss.

Dream sighed fondly, hands going to hug Sapnap's waist.

"What am I going to do with you?"

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why did are so many people joining the main discord, just to leave 😭