Arguments - DreamNotNap

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《George and Dream's pov (also 3rd person) idk ok?》

"Wait- Nick! I didn't mean it!-"

*SLAM*

Dream slumped down onto the couch, doing his best to dry the tears from his face. "Clay... why would-... why would you say that to him?" George asked. "I'm pissed at him too, and I know he hurt you, bad, but- that was..."

"Too far. I know. I just-" Dream sighed. "I don't know why I said it. It almost felt like I... like I meant it. B-but I don't mean it now! I just- it hurt so much," Dream cried.

"I know. And I'm just as pissed as you are but- I didn't even think to say something like that," George said. "I mean, sure I'm extra careful after- after everything that happened a while back but- I feel like it hurt way more coming from you than it would from me," George sighed. He hated to think about that awful time. To think about the fear of thinking Sapnap ran away from them, but it felt like he had to.

"W-why would it hurt more coming from you?" Dream asked. He felt this bitter, lingering anger that was starting to be directed at George. Why was he being blamed now? Sapnap was the asshole in this situation.

"I mean. Sapnap and I have always had this dynamic where we argue a lot. He knows not to take what I say too personally, and even then, you saw how badly it hurt him when I called him selfish. You have always been the "safe one" I guess. You have never said anything like that, and he could always count on you to be there and remind him that he's not selfish. You calling him selfish now just- I don't know, ruined that entire image he had of you," George explained. Dream could see the way George's anger slowly died down and turned into sympathy. "I'm not saying that what he did was okay, and what he did was fucked, but saying that was kind of fucked too," George said.

"Yeah," Dream sighed. "I- I want to apologize, but I'm still pissed," Dream admitted.

"That's okay. He probably needs some time to himself anyway," George said. But Sapnap didn't want time. He just wanted to talk it out and stop fighting. He didn't want to be selfish. Just just wanted to be loved again. He wanted to be Dream's love. He wanted to be George's angel. He just wanted to be their handsome boy again.

Literal days went by of ignoring each other. Sapnap has never been in so much pain. He just wanted it all to end. He wanted to talk to them. He would much rather get into a fight with George rather than no contact at all. He's not sure if he could handle another fight with Dream though. That would be too much. But this past week of not talking to each other has been one of the most agonizing weeks he has ever experienced. He would go downstairs for food and water, but that was it. And half the time he did, George and Dream would be cuddling or kissing on the couch. It seriously felt like they didn't love him anymore. Like they just wanted him to leave and never come back.

That was until he heard a knock on his door.

Fuck.

"C-come in..." He mumbled. Part of him hoped whoever it was didn't hear him. Part of him wanted them to think he was asleep. Yet the other part was so hopeful.

And in came George.

"Hi, Nick," He said. No. No, he's not Nick. He's angel. He's supposed to be his angel. Even though there was no anger, or disappointment in his voice, it still felt cold. It still felt... like rejection. Like he was slowly losing feelings.

"Hi, George," Sapnap quietly greeted. George seemed to wince at the lack of petname. So they both hated this. They both wanted this to all be over. Maybe that's why George came in here without Dream.

"Mind if I sit down?" George asked.

No. No not at all. Please sit. Please stay with me. I need you with me, please.

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