CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT. ✧ ೃ༄
❝ THE MOVIES THEY WATCHED. ❞

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"Dream! Why are people asking me for a hand reveal?"

Angelica could hear Dream laughing from the kitchen, staring at him as he came to the living room where she was comfortably laying on the couch.

"Didn't you mention that you had, like, hand tattoos?" Angelica hummed. "They want to see you post a picture of your hand because half of the fandom have, like, hand kinks or something."

"Do I post a picture?" Angelica questioned out loud, glancing at Dream as if to hear his answer, which she was. He always knew what to do. But he simply shrugged.

"It's your decision," he said. "Do you want to?"

"Sure," Angelica nodded. "I'm going to post it on my private."

Dream chuckled and he stood up. "C'mon. I'll take the picture for you. Give me your phone."

Angelica gave him her phone and he led them towards a wall with sunlight peaking in. She took note of that wall, making sure to remember to take pictures of Gumbo and Patches there during Golden Hour.

"Do I just put my hand up?" She wondered and Dream hummed, opening the camera where he immediately snapped a picture as soon as she placed her hand near the wall. He passed her-her phone when he was finished, eyeing her reaction. "God, my hand is hot I have to admit."

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"There I posted it."

"Everyone's going to start spreading that picture," Dream chuckled, passing her the bowl of popcorn and her drink.

"Good, so they can all see my beautiful tattooed hand," she spread her hand out, moving her fingers. She later took out her other hand, inspecting it. "Should I post one of this one since it's tattooed, too?"

"I like how you ask me for some type of permission," Dream laughed, shaking his head at her. "But, as long as you're comfortable posting it go ahead."

"Yeah, you're right."

"Alright, what are we watching?" Dream asked, roughly moving her legs, receiving a whine from her, and sat at the end of the couch.

"A sad movie," Angelica hummed. "It's basically called Under the Same Moon. It's a Spanish movie and it's about this woman crossing the border to the U.S. illegally to find a stable job for her son that she had left behind with her mom. After four years, the grandmother dies and because of that reason, some family members tried to take in the kid in order to steal the money the mom was sending to the son. Because he didn't want to stay with them, he begins a journey to find his mom."

"Am I going to cry?" Dream breathed out. Angelica hummed. "Wait, it's a Spanish—"

"I put the English subtitles," she snorted and he nodded. "I keep forgetting you're white."

"How can you forget?" He exclaimed. "Look at my skin!"

"I want to teach you some basic Spanish so," she automatically gasped, "we," she gestured between them, "can speak it and have like some type of code!"

"Oh, my God," Dream chuckled. "It's a great idea."

"Yeah, no duh," Angelica playfully rolled her eyes. "I came up with it."

"Woah, let's not get ahold of ourselves," Dream threw her a pillow, immediately grabbing the pillow Angelica had thrown back. "Press play!"

"I'm pressing it, I'm pressing it. Chill!"

Dream couldn't chill. Neither could Angelica because by the end of it, they were full on sobbing, their faces red and puffy. They were sitting next to each other by now, eating popcorn messily.

"He sacrificed himself to the police so the kid will go and find his mom," Dream sobbed out, shaking his head as he tried to wipe away his tears. "God, Rosas, you're making me a crybaby."

"At least it there was a good happy ending," Angelica sniffed before turning to look at him. "Do you want to see a movie now?"

"I don't like scary movies that much," Dream scrunched his nose, rubbing the back of his head. Angelica stared at him with an unamused look.

"Are you serious?" He hummed. "Hmm. You give me those "I'll-Watch-It-But-Expect-Me-To-Judge-Everything" vibes."

"I mean, I most likely will," Dream snickered. "I just don't like the sudden spike of adrenaline at jump scares and such."

"Let's watch all Annabelle movies," Angelica said. "I went to the Warren's museum and it was crazy! The real Annabelle doesn't look as scary as the movies."

"You went to the museum?" Angelica happily nodded. "I'm not the least surprised."

"Let's watch it!" The girl enthusiastically yelled, but she noticed how tense he was. She frowned a bit. "If you want, we can watch whatever you want to watch."

"No, no, no," Dream waved her off. "It's fine. I can just cuddle you."

She looked at him and noticed the smirk on his face. She rolled her eyes and threw a pillow at his chest, making him loose his breath a bit.

"Shut up," Angelica shook her head, hiding the smile threatening to stretch on her lips. "Let's start with the first movie of the whole entire series. Let's go!"

Dream simply shook his own head and placed his hand on the back of the couch, situating himself until he felt comfortable enough. He cringed at the eerie music and glanced at Angelica, eyeing the excitement on her face. He eyed the face mask she wore and wondered, shamelessly, what was under. He furrowed his eyebrows, though, when he took note of what he was doing and scolded himself.

"Patches! Gumbo!"

He turned to look at their pets heading their way and smiled when Gumbo headed towards him while Patches headed towards Angelica. As though they knew to change, the animals switched owners after being petted.

"Hey, your mom's calling you."

Angelica looked up from petting Gumbo and stared at Dream who was holding her phone, passing it to her. She grabbed it and let out a sigh, quickly putting the phone on speaker as she continued watching the movie.

"Hello?"

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