c!tommy and c!notdream123 fic coming probably today or tomorrow :))
transcript under cut!
So he pulls out another daisy from the ground, and tosses it at Dream’s eye. “Tom?” He checks, “that’s what I call you like this?”
Dream’s eyes dart to his, wary, unsure expression on his face. “I mean- That was just a dumb joke, but-”
“In tribute to me, because I am so relaxed and cool and you wish you were me,” Tommy says, smirking, “Tom it is. I can teach you the ways of relaxing and de-stressing.”
“By throwing flowers in my eyes?” Dream grumbles, but he’s grinning, relief surging over his face like a dam has broken, “Yeah, really helpful, thanks-”
“If you don’t want my help, you green little bitch, then-”
“I don’t want your help, when did I ever say I needed your help?!”
“Tommy, stop punching me!”
It’s not relaxing. It’s not de-stressing - Tommy actually makes it his goal to be as stressful as possible, and he likes to think he does a good job with it. But his friend is wheezing like he hasn’t heard him in a long time, tears of laughter in his eyes, and Tommy himself is laughing, so hey, he counts it as a win.
“Hey, Tom?” He says, after they’ve quietened down.
“You’re not so bad,” Tommy tells him.
Tom shoots him a soft, surprised smile.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” Tom says, and Tommy grins.