Dream wakes up first, only to shrink back in horror when he sees that somehow during the course of his sleep he had moved across the bed and into Dale's personal space.
He rubs the sleep away from his eyes when there was a proper distance between then, this platonic sleeping together had to stop soon.
Waking up to Dale wasn't very healthy for his heart, it was becoming an unlikely addiction.
"Sleep well?" Dale asks quietly making Dream shriek in horror.
"You've been awake?!" He exclaims, displeased.
He had been practically sleeping on Dale and was relieved to find out that only him was aware of this slip up but turns out the Alpha had been wide awake too.
Dale shrugs. "You looked comfortable, I didn't want to wake you."
Dream just expels out a sound of disgust and jumps out of the bed, gathering up his clothes in his arms, he didn't care that he was dressed in nothing but one of Dale's voluminous shirts, he needed to get away from here.
