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Karl was George’s caregiver for a while before Dream, but there was no doubt that Dream had a special relationship with George.
Obviously Karl had a level of over protection, and security for George, which led to both boys focusing a lot of their time on George when he was little.
Sapnap would never speak up about his feelings. Most of the time it was hardly noticeable, a pang of jealousy would hit here and there, or them spewing compliments at George would tug on his heart strings a bit but overall he was composed.
At least for a few weeks.
The first time Sapnap really noticed he was having an issue with the imbalance was when he tasted blood. He subconsciously had shoved his fingers into his mouth, in the midst of a foggy baby brain, and had chewed his cuticles raw.
It truly wasn’t bad, but with a history of more intense self harm, he didn’t want to alarm his caregivers of falling back into bad habits.
In fear of Dream or Karl noticing, he hopped in the shower, getting out and rushing to his bedroom, then falling asleep little, and anxious in his own bed instead of the nursery.
That scenario was debatable, because as it was certainly caused by the anxiety of confronting Dream and Karl about needed more attention, it could be played off easily by claiming he didn’t notice that he was chewing so hard.
The next time wasn’t as bad, but it made Sapnap feel the worst he had in months.
Dream and Karl were cooking dinner while Sapnap was supposed to be streaming. However he wasn’t streaming, and instead snuck out into the living room to watch cartoons.
He knew that neither of the boys would care, but still adjusting to the freedom he now had, he just panicked.
Sapnap sat on the couch and pulled up an arrangement of disney shows, sorting through to find the best one when his phone buzzed.
He’d already decided that today wasn’t the day for ignorance, and that he was going to answer his dms, probably from George, or Quackity.
Of course he was right, it was George.
gogy: napnap?
gogy: napnapppppp
gogy: u seeing dees right???
gogy: wutchu doin
sap: gog
sap: *sapnap attached 3 images*
sap: wich 1 do i wahct
After almost ten minutes of confusion, and being left on read, he heard the floorboards creaking. Footsteps, and they were coming towards him. He was about to be caught!
Quickly, he grabbed the remote and shoved it under the pillows next to him, just in time before Karl entered the room.
“Hey bud, what're you watching?”
“Nuffin!” Sapnap pleaded. Poor boy was so scared.
“Well why don’t you pull something up,” Karl questioned before continuing, “Georgie told me you sent him some options.”
Of course George did. Now he was being a burden, he’d taken Karl away from cooking with Dream, and it was all because of George.
“I no need help!” Sapnap shouted.
“Okay okay. George just thought you might need some, that’s all.”
“Gog dusdn’t know what I needs!” Sapnap was pouting, shuffling his legs in an attempt to kick them around.
“Fine bud, I’ll leave you to it,” Karl offered, “but maybe you should talk to George, it might be upsetting to him.”
As Karl walked out of the room, Sapnap hit his fists against his thighs in frustration. How would that upset George?
George had no right to be upset, and it was unfair that Karl would put George’s feelings above Sapnaps.
That feeling blew off quickly, and by the time he’d woken up big, he had no recollection of those negative feelings.
The most recent instance of Sapnap’s jealousy fits was currently taking place in the bathroom.
Sapnap was little for the first time in a while.
After stressing over mcc, his project with Karl, and new video ideas, he needed to blow off some steam, so Dream offered to run him a bubble bath and sit with him to help him regress.
Dream had helped Sapnap change and take baths before, so this wasn’t a completely new situation, but being naked in front of Dream while little also created a level of vulnerability that could only be pursued through trust.
Any feeling of abandonment, or resentment would ruin the moment, so Dream made sure to let Karl know that he’d be unavailable for at least the next hour.
Unfortunately for Sapnap, Dream had forgotten to message George, and tonight they’d made plans to have a talk, unbeknownst to Sapnap.
Sure, it was a last minute decision to drop everything for Sapnap, but it felt necessary in the moment for Dream to take care of his baby.
Now though, Dream was being irresponsible.
The decision would’ve been obvious in anyone else's mind, he needed to call for Karl and ask him to message George about his change of plans, but in his moment of guilt, and realization, his mind faulted him and he got up from beside the bathtub to run to his pc to message George.
“Shoot bud I’ll be right back I’m sorry. I need to message George.” Dream apologized, but it was no use.
“No! No, no, no, gog always gets you, my turn,” Sapnap cried out.
“Oh baby I’m sorry,” Dream cooed, “calm down please.”
“Can’t. No fair you love gogs more! No fair at all, you’re my daddy too!”
“Bub, I wasn’t going to see him because he’s little right now, what is this about?” Dream asked in confusion.
“Always with gogy, not me,” Sapnap felt betrayed, using his hands to cover himself from Dream as best he could.
“I’m so sorry baby. I had no idea you were feeling this way. Do you want to get out and cuddle.”
Sapnap held back his tears, now feeling vulnerable, but wanting so badly to reach out and be held in Dream’s arms.
“Yes pease,” Sapnap sniffled, and Dream reached onto the counter to grab Sapnap’s towel.
As Sapnap stood up- still attempting to cover himself, but failing miserably- Dream used to towel to wrap him up like a burrito.
Sapnap shivered from the cold air hitting from the vent above, so Dream grabbed another towel to dry his hair.
When Dream reached his hands up and into Sapnap’s hair, guiding the towel along with him, Sapnap giggled at the feeling.
As always, Dream whispered reassurances, and the night ended in cuddles and snuggles, but not before a play fight between the two, and lots of snacks and a movie.
Some time during their movie night, Karl stumbled out of his room and said his hellos before leaving again, letting his two boys to cuddle on the couch, and eventually dragging them groggily into bed a few hours later.